The Illustrious Madam Liu

Working for a Hardcore Communist Chinese Boss

A ROUGH START IN CHINA

A little more than ten years ago, I had the great fortune to travel to China and to live and work there for several years. The beginning was tough because the first company I had signed on with ended up being somewhat flakey and unclear about the mission
 it wanted me to fulfill.

Under that company's flag I lived in Hong Kong for a few months, and then I was transferred to Shanghai to start up a new branch there. Within weeks after arriving in Shanghai, I sent a report to the office in Hong Kong stating that the new venture would probably not show a profit until after two years. Upon hearing this, the Hong Kong office peremptorily decided to fire me, and relayed instructions for me to pack up and go home.

I had been sacked...

DIGGING IN

Within days upon my arrival in Shanghai, I knew that Hong Kong was no comparison to Shanghai. The city "On the Sea" (Shanghai's literal meaning) was the place for me. I would have done anything to stay there.

I had been fired, but I shot a message back to the Hong Kong office telling them to get stuffed. I determined to forgo their offer to ship my worldly belongings back to America. At the end of that day, I was left with a large pile of unpacked boxes in my apartment, no job, no prospect for a job, enough cash to fill the palm of only one hand, and a lot of hope and love for this new and wonderful city - a city under whose dazzling bright lights I found myself basking.

After about two weeks of frantic job searching, I started to become disheartened. Money was soon running out, and the prospect of losing a foothold in my new home was an ever-growing nightmare on the immediate horizon. I stopped myself in the midst of my panic, and stood in the middle of my home. I forced myself to relax and spoke aloud, intending exactly what I felt in my heart: I had to stay in Shanghai.

Luckily I stayed on for some of the best years of my life.

A NEW JOB & THE AMAZING LARS

The day after making this resolution, I made a telephone call to the right place at the right time.

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Considering the tone of our article, you seem very proud that Madam Liu "gave the man a lesson" (and so are some of the readers, e.g. robritt). I wonder, what is there to be proud of ? Having a first-hand proof that China is a country governed by a regime and when one is "more equal", they can get away with anything? I do not approve how the "tall man" behaved, one should pay bills, but there is a proper way of handling such situation, not behaving like mobster: the message was clear, "I am of those that own this country and I will can crush you if you do not bow before me".

Posted on 07/23/2008 at 7:07:52 AM

Oh, where is that dam bird?

Posted on 12/16/2007 at 6:12:06 PM

You know how many times I had to go to the Liu while reading this?

Posted on 12/16/2007 at 6:12:02 PM

It is also most interesting that you present this story in a way that makes an American reader admire and respect a member of the Chinese Communist Party.

Posted on 12/16/2007 at 9:12:05 AM

Absolutely stunning article! I already nominated your face series for article of the year but now I think I will have to nominate this one. The cultural insight is fascinating and the storytelling captivating.

Posted on 12/16/2007 at 9:12:53 AM

This was long but worth the read. That Madam Liu was amazing and wonderful. I know you treasured her friendship. I bet that tall man about pooped his pants when he realized who he was messing with. hahahahah!

Posted on 12/15/2007 at 8:12:17 PM

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