Crying in Our Soup
February 27th, 2009Yesterday I had lunch with a good friend who is a GM of a local manufacturing operation here in Suzhou, and with a government official from Suzhou Industrial Park (SIP) I hadn’t seen in quite some time. The way the conversation started off when we saw one another sounded very much like the kind of conversation so many of us in China seem to be having: “did you hear so-and-so company laid off so many hundreds of its staff.”
Several times during the conversation we had to remind ourselves the dialog was becoming gloomy and we were driving ourselves to become suicidal. So, the conversation would perk up with something like the GM saying (twice), “Well, we’ll be hiring engineers to start up an R&D center at the operation.” His factory has gone from three-days of operation each week for the last couple months to two days per week after Spring Festival, the beginning of February.
The SIP representative delivered a wilted smile at the revelation (twice). I had the impression it was like the little Dutch Boy sticking his finger into a dike that is about to explode with a wall of water. Even IT Outsourcing business was down, the representative said. SIP is working with IT Outsourcers based in the Park to reach out to foreign manufacturers that are also in the Park to interest them into outsourcing their IT departments. Of course, that all seems rather mercenary, as the manufacturer would have to fire their IT staff, who would probably go over to the IT Outsourcer to work at a rate much below what they had been paid before.
On our way out of the parking lot of the restaurant at which we had eaten, a company van had had an accident with a black sedan. The two drivers were standing outside their vehicles, smoking cigarettes, waiting for the police to come and to make a report. The GM said of the black sedan, “Oh, that’s a government car.”
“Who’s fault was it? Who’s fault was it?” he asked, happy it seemed to have his mind taken off the state of the local economy and foreign markets into which he sold his products.
I chirped up, “The government car; see how the door on the driver’s side is creased as he was trying to cut corners to exit the parking lot.”
“Cutting corners,” the GM chuckled.
The SIP representative, who was in the front seat of our sedan said suddenly, “Yes, the government likes to do that – cut corners.”
We all laughed. At least present economic conditions have some kind of entertainment value.

