Nestor Corporation is so massive, it makes one feel insignificant.
Xu Yang could understand Asa Katsuragi's concerns. Nestor Corporation's employee base was already nearing 12 million, with a rigid organizational charter, endless meetings, and intricate operational models. Every employee's daily, even minute-to-minute workload, was meticulously outlined.
For the citizens of the Northern Archipelago, Nestor Corporation had already become an inevitable presence in their lives. From cradle to grave, every product they used came from the company's manufacturing department.
Working at such an enterprise, employees felt proud deep down, utterly satisfied with the company's achievements. Every corporate metric seemed as critical as their lifeline, every corporate honor as crucial as their personal reputation.
Yet, Nestor Corporation was like an endlessly sprawling corridor, trapping those with ambition, leaving them with nothing but ceaseless obstacles and cycles.
