Case Analysis: Big Business (IBM) Conflict with China due to Coronavirus Pandemic.
TASK
You are a C-level manager of a big business organization {an example: to choose the IT firm (IBM & Lenovo} and have been asked to write a 10-page big business case analysis report refers to the Coronavirus and how China’s supply-chain, geo -political etc are affected in North America and its impact into your business. Identify problem and recommendation
Developing the Report
1. Begin preliminary background reading through searches of the news media, industry publications, etc.
· You may choose to write about firms that are contemplating entry or firms that have already entered China.
· 2. Describe the specific challenge faced by the company.
· Be extremely economical in your description, including only relevant information, and homing in directly on the challenge that will need to be resolved.
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Step 3:Â Continue your research on the case and specify at least three different approaches the company could have taken to resolve the challenge it faced in China.
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· Make sure to assess the upside and downside risks of each strategy, the potential costs and benefits involved, etc.
Step 4:Â Based on your understanding of the alternative paths that were available, develop a critique of the actual approach that the company took.
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Format Time New Roman, 12 font 10 pages, double space. Citation: MLA
Identify the Problem: pages 1-5
Recommended Actions: pages 6-10
Plus Appendices and follow the class reading as reference purpose.
One of the reading link: https:
www.worldpoliticsreview.com/articles/20460/can-xi-pivot-from-china-s-disrupter-in-chief-to-reformer-in-chief
Rest Reading matrials are attached as PDFs.
Selected Stories of Lu Hsun.rdo
17.547/& The Government and Politics of China
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STORIES· OF
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PREFACE TO THE FIRST CO.LLE CT ION OF
SHO RT STORIES, "CALL TO ARMS'!
A MADMAN'S DIARY
KUNG I-CHI
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TOMORROW
AN INCIDENT
STORM 'IN A TBACUP
MY OLD HOME
THE TRUE STO RY OF AH Q
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THE NEW YEAR'S SACRIFICE
IN THE WINE S HOP
A HA PPY FAMILY
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THE MISANTHROPE
REGRET POR THE PAST
THB DIVORCE
THE PLIGHT TO THE MOON
FORGING THE SWORDS
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PREFACE TO THE FIRST COLLECTION
OF SHORT STORIES. "CALL TO ARMS"
When I was young I, too, had many dreams. Most of them
came to be forgotten, but I see nothing in this to regret. For
although recalling the past may make you happy, it may some-
times . also make you lonely, arid there is no point in clinging
in spirit . to lon"eiy bygone days. Howeyer, my trouble is that
I plnnet forget completely, and these stocies have resulted
from what I have been unable to erase from .my memory.
Foc morc than four years I . used to go, almost. daily, to a
pawn
oker's and to a medicine shop. I cannot remember
how old I was then; but the cou~tcr in th~ medicine shop
was the same height as r. and "that " in the pawn
oker's twice
my height. I used to hand clothes and trinkets up to the
counter twice my height, take the money proffered with con-
tempt, then go to the counter the same height as I "to buy
medicine for my fa"ther who had long been ill. On my "return
home I had other things to keep me busy, for since the phy-
sician who made out the prescriptions was very well-known,
he used unusual drugs: aloe root dug up in winter, sug!lr-cane "
that had been three years exposed to" frost, twin crickets, "and
ardisia: . . . all of which were difficult to procure: But my.
father'! illness went from bad to worse until he died.
I believe those who sink from "prosperity to poverty wilf
probably come, in " the process, " to understand what the w
ld
is really like. I " wanted to go to the K - school in N - ,*-
perhaps because I was in search of a change of scene and
faces. There was nothing for my mothc"r to do but to raise
eight dollars for my travelling expenses, and say. I might do
as I pleased. That she cried was only natural, for at that
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time the proper thing was to study the classics and take the
official examinations . . Anyone who studied "foreign subjects'"
was looked down upon as a fellow good for nothing, who,
out of desperation, was forced to sell his soul to foreign
devils. Besides, she was so
y to part with me. But in spite
of that, r went to N - and entered the K - school; and it
was there that I heard for the first ' time the names of such
subjects as natural science, arithmetic, geography, history,
drawing and physical training. They had no pbysiology course,
ut we saw woodblock editions of such works as A New
Course on 11M Human Body and Essays on Chemistry and
Hygiene. Recalling the talk and prescriptions of physicians
I had known and comparing th~m with what I now knew,
I came to the conclusion those physicians must be either un·
witting or deliberate charlatans; and I began to sympathize
with the. invalids and families who suffered at their hands.
From translated histories I a lso learned that the Japanese
Reformation had originated, to a great extent, with the intro·
duction of Western medical science to Japan.
Th~e inklings took me to a provincial medical college in
Japan. I dreamed a beautiful dream that on my return to
China I would cure patients like my father, who had been
wrongly treated, while if war
oke out I would serve as an
army doctor, at the same time strengthening my countrymen's
faith in reformation.
I do not know what advanced methods arc now used to
teach microbiology, but at that time lantern slides were used
to show the microbes; and if tbe lecture ended early, the
instructor might show s.lidcs of natural scenery or news to
fill up the time. This was during the Russo-Japanese War,
so there were .many war films, and I had to join in lhe clapping
and cheering in the lecture hall along with the other students.
It was a long time since I had seen any compatriots, but one
day I saw a film showing some Chinese, one of whom was
ound, while many others stood around him. They were all
strong fellows but appeared completely apathetic. According
to the commentary, the one with his hands bound was a spy
working for the Russians, who was to h'ave his head cut off
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y the Japanese military as a warning to others, while the ·
Chinese beside him had come to enjoy the spectacle.
Before the · term was over I had left for Tokyo, because
after this film I felt that medical science ~as not so important
after all. The people of a weak and backward country, how·
ever strong and healthy tbey may be, can only serve to be
made examples of, or to witness such futile spectacles; and
it doesn't reaUy matter how mllny of them die of illness. The
most ·important thing, therefore, was to change their spicitr
and since at that time I felt that literature was the best means
to this . end, I determined to promote a literary movement.
There were many Chinese students in Tokyo · studying law,
political science, physics and chemistry, even police work a nd
engineering, but not one studying literature or art. However,
even in this uncongenial atmosphere I was fortunate enough
to find some kindred spirits. We gathered the few others
we needed. and after discussion our first step, of course, was
to publish a magazine, the title of which denoted that this
was a new birth. As we were then rather classically inclined,
we called .it Xin Sheng (New Life).
When ·the time for publication drew near, some of our
contributors dropped out, and then our funds were withdrawn,
until finally there were only three of us left, and we were
penniless. Since we had started our magazine at an unlucky
hour. there was naturally no one to whom we could complain
when we failed; but later even we three were destined to
part, and our discussions of a dream future had to cease. So
ended this abortive New Life.
Only later did I feel the futility of it all; at that time I
did not really understand anything. Later I felt if a man's
proposals met with approval, it should encourage him; if they
met with opposition, it should make him fight back; but the
eal tragedy for him was to lift up his voice among the living
and meet with no response, neither approval nor opposition,
just as if he were left helpless in a boundless desert. So I
egan to feel lonely.
And this feeling of loneliness grew day by day, coiling
about my soul like a huge poisonous snake. Yet in spite of
my unaccountable sadness, I felt no indignation; for this ex·
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perience had made me reflect and see that I was definitely
not · the heroic type who could rally multitudes at his call.
However, my londiness had to be dispelled, for it was
causing me agony. So I used various means to dull my senses,
oth by conforming to the spirit