Bekaert in China

Belgium is a rather small country, we all know. Some decades ago we still had quite a number of large “real” Belgian companies. With globalization and the openness of the country, many of those are now under foreign control and there are few sizeable companies left that we can call “real Belgian”. Bekaert is one. Barco, Picanol are others – I stop here because it’s getting difficult to know for sure who can still be considered “real Belgian”.
bekaert.jpg Bekaert with its headquarters in Belgium, is active in 120 countries and employs 16,000 people. They have been active in China in the early eighties and started investing here in 1992. Now they count 15 legal entities in China, representing a total approved investment of over US$ 350 million. For bad for our small country. Their website: www.bekaert.com
On 19 May I had the great pleasure to be invited at the residence of our Belgian Ambassador, Bernard Pierre, for a dinner with Baron Paul Buysse, Chairman of the Board of Bekaert. His CV just looks unreal, the list of titles of all kinds is that long I won’t even try to mention any.

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Baron Buysse right in the middle (the tallest one – a coincidence?)

The guest list of the evening was as impressive – how often do you see the ambassadors of the EU, France and Belgium around a small table. Tout le beau monde (excluding myself).
One of those days I feel Belgium still has something to show off.

Gilbert – poster boy in Chongqing

I went to Chongqing for the first time where I gave a lecture on 2 June to far over 200 students in the South East University (Xinan Daxue), a bit away from the center of the city in a place called Beibei. I was quite nervous at first – lack of time to prepare but in one day I concocted over 50 slides to address many issues about the Chinese economy, its challenges and an outlook (OK, it’s much all in my head anyway). Apparently it went quite well, 3 hours non-stop talking followed by an afternoon of Q&A with a panel of professors.
The questions asked by the students and the professors proved they knew what they were talking about.
The students were pretty sharp. Unexpectedly one girl stood after 30 minutes and shouted there was no need for Chinese translation as they all understood my English. And then they say Chinese students are passive. Several wanted my autograph, good for my ego of course.
The university surprised me in many ways. Like discovering I was “poster boy”, in front of the building as well as in the auditorium.
The university is huge. Fifty thousand students. Including the on-line students the total is 80,000. Nice compound too, lots of green and many nice facilities.
For my wife, Sun Bin, it was also a special trip, back to the past. Her father Sun Yang was the dean (“secretary general”) of the University in the period 1957-1960. We even visited the house they were living in, according to Sun a bit different because the small trees around it had become by now a real forest. The University also gave us a painting and picture books where her father is shown.

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The lecture (plus Valerie as stand-by interpreter), the audience and … poster boy

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Sun’s childhood house and the evening banquet with the presents (and the usual fierce Sichuan dishes)

The trip to Chongqing was an eye opener. But more about that another time.

One billion customers – James McGregor

On Tuesday morning 6 June the BBA (still called the Benelux Business Association, but not for long…) invited James to talk about his book.

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James in the Capital Club – again a room with no view

One more book indeed, even China Daily mentioned a couple of days ago “the flood of China-themed business books” referring among others to “China CEO” (see previous blog) and James’ book, now quite famous.
Of course I bought it, with a kind dedication from James. Now I have to find the time to actually read it, as well as all the others.
Troubling what he said – did I hear well? He retreated for 18 months somewhere in a log cabin in the US to write? And people want I write something too? Not exactly encouraging when I hardly get through my e-mails every day. Maybe I should isolate myself in Phuket, haha. Maybe not exactly the place for quiet isolation. A cabin in the forest probably IS more appropriate.
This guy makes me jealous: 1. he speaks Chinese (my major frustration after 25 years) and managed to talk with some 300 Chinese (while biking in Beijing.. among other); 2. he finds time for his retreat.
He certainly also knows how to speak. Yes, he is a journalist but they are supposed to listen rather than talk, or? Some of his comments were sharp and in line with what I also think. Some of the remarkable ones, at least for me:
– our life is “guilt based” meaning we think we should follow rules (mostly a result of our education and religious influences); so we stop for a red light in the middle of the night when nobody is around; Chinese are rather “shame based” – meaning they just try to get away with as much as they can as long as they are not caught (and lose face, and that’s bad of course); now I know why Chinese are so undisciplined and do whatever they feel like. Just look at the Beijing traffic. I might have my own explanation but it’s for sure a nice way to put it.
– “If you don’t get rich in the gold rush, you’ll never get rich”. That really does not look good in my case. Maybe I should learn from the Chinese how to make money and get away with as much as I can. I blame my education with the Jesuits.
– “Should we be afraid of China? No, we should be afraid of ourselves”. Quite true Now, if you want to know why, I guess you’ll have to read the book.
So at least I know what I should NOT write about. Don’t worry, I have a long list of ideas still standing.

The Ugly Chinese

Some fifty years ago there were the “ugly Americans”. And then the “ugly Japanese”. People refer to the poor image of the tourists traveling around the world and upsetting some locals with their lack of taste, manners and respect for other cultures. Now it seems we have the “ugly Chinese”. Asian countries are not exactly amused and some colorful stories go around what certain countries write on “welcoming signs” to keep the barbarian Chinese at a distance. The Chinese press of course found it a good topic, on one hand feeling offended but on the other hand explaining to their fellow country men (and women) that spitting, jumping waiting lines, talking too loud and other not-so-nice attitudes were detrimental to the image of the Great China. Of course here in Beijing, meiyou wenti with that, go ahead, who cares.
Shanghai has woken up – as usual way ahead of Beijing – and is trying to educate its citizens (yeah, 2010 is coming). Just imagine, those poor Shanghainese are not even allowed to jaywalk, they even take pictures of them if they do and post it in public or at their workplace.
In Beijing, maybe due to the horrendous pollution and heavy smoking, all Pekinese have mucus-filled throats that need very regular and VERY loud cleaning. Anytime, anywhere. Hey! What you want those unlucky sufferers to do? Swallow it? We westerners really have those stupid ideas. The authorities here tried (since 1980 as far as I know) to abolish the habit. So they took away those beautiful spittoons (I was so damned stupid, should have stolen some, those bronze ones were just great). So now, they just spit anywhere. Maybe in 20 years, due to the undue pressure from the bourgeois western world they will change.
But there are other REAL “ugly Chinese” and here jokes or sarcasm are not really welcome.
I am talking about a new generation of locals who just believe they are above all the rest, they look down on their (poorer) fellow citizens and certainly those dumb foreigners. They are typically rather young, drive (very) expensive cars, drive them badly without any respect for traffic rules and others. They are dangerously arrogant and aggressive. They burn lots of money everywhere, especially in restaurants, karaoke bars and discos. After parking their cars in the middle of the road – of course. They treat the waiters and other service people like, well, you guess. Don’t ask where the money comes from – certainly not from hard work. As the rule here seems to be, you have money, you are above the rest and all goes, well oiled by some “special guanxi”. In other words they think they are untouchable – and probably are.
Those are the real ugly Chinese, a shame for the country. Because most Chinese are certainly not like that. This class is also fairly new. I cannot recall anything like that existed in the eighties or early nineties. For me they are the (new) cancer of the Chinese society. As far as I know – I might be wrong – it seems to be typical of Beijing and some other cities, but less in Shanghai.
No use for a foreigner to stand up against those tugs. Anyway, a foreigner here in those circumstances is by definition wrong. So, beware of them when you go in the Beijing nightlife. After some Chivas Regal with green tea they become even more dangerous.
It is up to the other majority of friendly Chinese to take action. I will even allow them to clear their throats if they feel like.
You think I am overly negative and frustrated? Maybe. I just hope you don’t bump into them. But I miss the old China with the friendly people.

A room with no view – Capital Club Beijing

I often go to the Capital Club for meetings of various chambers of commerce, a popular place for events with a charming interior design. The Club is located at the 50th floor of Capital Mansion, close to the Sanlitun embassy area, Kunlun Hotel, Huadu Hotel and other landmarks. The area changes continuously with new buildings coming up every year. If the weather is good you can see the new embassy area, next to the German School.
I have been trying many times to take my camera to shoot some pics of the surrounding area, to little avail because I seem mostly to be unlucky – the pollution generally blocks the view.

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Friday afternoon and on a nice day in January 2001 (today it already looks very different).

On Friday 26 May, 3 pm I took this picture. Pollution? Humidity? Probably both. Later in the night we were (pleasantly) surprised with an unusual downpour, a blessing for us Beijingers, cleaning up all the dust. Today on Sunday 28 May we are rewarded with a gorgeous blue sky – pity – no meeting in Capital Club. Yesterday I was doing my 10K on the treadmill in the gym (“Powerhouse Gym”), overlooking the 2nd Ring Road – I could even the MOUNTAINS. So, no need to have a mask that day, as recommended by Shanghai Daily:

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