Chapter 133 Can Stand the Test

Stand up from the big table, go through the room, walk to the European-style glass window of the east wall, staring at the squirming people and carriages on the Bund street downstairs. Occasionally, Chen Moran can even see the "Wild Horse" cars driving on the Bund Highway.

The logo of the Mustang car was copied according to the logo of the "Ford" Mustang car he saw in the magazine. The only change was the tricolor flag behind the running horse, but compared with the name "Marco", the Chinese people are more inclined to Pegasus. They always feel that the name "Marco" is a little difficult to be elegant.

After pouring two cups of coffee from the coffee pot, Guan Mingtang handed Chen Moran a cup of coffee standing by the window. This kind of "medicine soup" in the country's population is not liked by everyone, but Chen Moran did not seem to resist it.

"Are you thinking about British blackmail?"

As the manager of the company, Guan Mingtang already knew that Chen Moran invested in the big oil field in Mexico. When he was surprised by the value of the oil field, he was even more surprised by Chen Moran's intention to monopolize the oil field.

Chen Moran did not answer. He looked through the window in front of him and stared at the street downstairs. Occasionally, he looked at Pudong on the opposite bank. Not far from the bridge, he could see a towering bridge pier. On the river, the huge sinking base box kept spewing mud-colored river water, and hundreds of workers were steel. It works in the sink of the wooden structure.

After tasting a sip of coffee, Guan Mingtang looked at the boss by the window seriously.

"Chairman, if you want to monotonize the Mexican oil fields, then I can clearly tell you that this is simply impossible."

"Oh!"

Chen Moran answered softly, and he didn't think there was anything unexpected about Guan Mingtang's opinion.

"That oil field can bring me billions of dollars or even tens of billions of dollars in the future!"

Holding a coffee cup in his hand, Chen Moran said reluctantly. According to the magazine, even by 2010, the oil field still produced tens of millions of tons of oil every year. Although the magazine mentioned that there would be a revolution in Mexico in ten years, Mexico's political axe nationalized the oil field, which was 34 years later. .

Who is willing to give such a return of hundreds of millions of dollars every year in 30 years? Even if you want to sell the Mexican oil field, you can wait until more than 20 years later, before Mexico has the idea of nationalize the oil field, sell the oil field to that New Jersey standard, and finally squeeze out another sum of money.

Taste the bitter coffee on the tip of his tongue, but Guan Mingtang shook his head.

"If that oil field can only bring hundreds of millions of dollars in returns, then it is possible to succeed according to your plan. With the help of British influence, you can fight against Rockefeller's acquisition, but you can see that even now, British support for Anglo-Mexico Petroleum is limited, including Lieutenant General Fisher. They are more The focus is on the future Persian oil, not Mexico.

took a sip of coffee and looked at the ships of various countries moored in the Huangpu River.

"In the face of such a large amount of wealth, it is naturally impossible for British bankers to miss such a grand event. Their help was so generous at the beginning, wasn't it? They have provided huge loans to Yingmo and lobbied the political axe to support Yingmo Company, but they turned around. Will they do things that are not good? Of course not!"

"They wanted to squeeze out Rockefeller, and then put on the fat meat and bite it twice." With that, Chen Moran added another sentence.

"It's not even as simple as wanting to take two bites. In the end, they will do everything they can to directly control Anglo-Mexico Petroleum. What Rockefeller wants is an oil field, but those financiers want to annex the whole Anglo-Mexico oil company."

"Rockefeller! British financial business community! Chairman, these two wolves have rushed over. How much do you think you can preserve the Anglo-Mexico Petroleum Company?

"The possibility of completely preserving Anglo-Mexico Petroleum is not a big name!"

Chen Moran, who walked to the window, stood in front of the window and looked at the other side motionlessly.

"But what they want is digging my heart and cutting my flesh. Even if I get hundreds of millions of dollars now, what I have lost is billions or even tens of billions of dollars. How can my heart be willing!"

What does it feel like everything is not going well?

Thinking of her recent experience, Chen Moran really had the idea of wanting to go to the temple to burn incense. The news from the capital that the wife and Li Lianying both hated her. If it hadn't been for the card of Ji Li, she might have been caught and thrown into the prison of the Ministry of Criminal Justice. Half a month ago, when Ji Li told him that he had received a certain amount of support and that Anglo-Mexico Petroleum had tide over the difficulties, Chen Moran thought that he had finally come to the end of hardships.

With the unexpected harvest of the Mexican oil field and the Persian oil field, Chen Moran can imagine that in ten or twenty years, he will become the richest person in the world, and he can also complete what needs to be done in the future. But now, the dream has not woken up, and the cruel reality is in front of him. This Fat meat is not exclusive to him, and even those people can leave him some scum, which is a great gift.

"What's the heart?"

Gang Mingtang muttered.

"You know those people. Do you think it is possible for them to give up such an oil field?"

"But... Zheqin, do you know what the income brought back by the oil field can do?"

When he turned to face Guan Mingtang, Chen Moran looked extremely serious.

"It can make you the richest person in the world, which can be used to expand the industrial factories of industrial companies, and accelerate the development of Pudong..."

Guan Mingtang talked about the help brought by a series of oil fields, but Chen Moran suddenly stopped talking. Guan Mingtang did not know the final use of the money.

Perhaps Chen Moran himself will become the richest man in the world because of his possession of the oil field, but the most important thing is that the money can support the future war, and even support the military, political and economic reform of the New Deal Axe. At the same time, he also provides and needs funds for the education and industry of the New Deal Axe. As soon as he leaves the support of the oil field, he also It is possible to get the "flying fortune" from somewhere.

Britain and France have been plundering for hundreds of years, the United States has accumulated for a hundred years, and Japan has compensation for the First Sino-Japanese War, and what is China? The only thing China can rely on is that oil field.

If necessary in the future, the money will change from Chen Moran's hand to the national bond, and Chen Moran will become the largest holder of the national bond. It is nothing more than just taking the money out of the left hand and the right hand back. While the individual makes profits, the country will also profit from it, not to mention... "That money can do a lot of big things! "

Chen Moran just muttered in the end, and the unwillingness on his face was obvious.

"However, only 200 million barrels of oil were mined around the world last year, with a market value of more than 200 million US dollars!"

Guan Mingtang said softly that since he knew that the chairman had such an oil field in Europe, he paid attention to the "big oil field with an oil blowout close to world production", and he was also concerned about oil profits. Oil was indeed a profitable black gold.

"Ten years later, the world will need 1 billion barrels of oil a year! At that time, Mexico can produce at least 200 million barrels a year, and Mexico can provide me with 200 million dollars a year. Twenty years later, the world needs at least 1.5 billion barrels a year..."

Chen Moran shook his head with an expression that you don't understand. How many people in the world understand the important surname of oil? It doesn't mean that Chen Moran doesn't know. In later generations, as long as you turn on the TV every day, you will see too much oil-related news, war, price increases, international relations, for now. For the country and itself, oil is just money.

"If China is the United Kingdom or the United States or Germany, you all have the opportunity to own oil fields, don't you? But this is the Qing Dynasty, and..."

After hesitating for a while, Guan Mingtang gently reminded him.

His words were just a sad smile on Chen Moran's face, which was a helpless and sad smile.

"Zheqin, when you go to Nanjing Road, you can see the two pieces of silver I lost, and they are still displayed there!"

The expression changes with this sentence. Almost every time Chen Moran finds that his will has become weak, and even when he is intoxicated with the current life, he will get on the carriage and go to the "mahogany carriage" on Nanjing Road to see a tael of silver Charlie put in the display cabinet. The one or two standard Guanping official silver is Chen Moran compensated. As long as he saw the one or two taels of silver, his face was always hot.

"When I took out the two pieces of silver, I said that I was strong, but the country was weak, and I would always suffer losses. I was not willing to be slapped in the face so much. Now that I am so blackmailed, I am even more unwilling!"

Silence. After this sentence, both of them were silent. Chen Moran stared at the Huangpu River and looked at the [***] ship in the heart of the Huangpu River. He couldn't say a word for a long time, but finally sighed.

"But... what's the use of not resumption!"

Chen Moran, who shook his head bleakly and helplessly, was unable to fight back after being severely blackmailed, walked towards the desk with a slightly tired look, and finally sat in the chair.

"Since it is inevitable to sell, try to sell it at a good price!"

After saying this, Chen Moran leaned back against the chair again and looked straight at Guan Mingtang.

"Zhe Qin, have you ever thought about whether you are from the Qing Dynasty or a Chinese?"

Silently facing Chen Moran's eyes, Guan Mingtang looked at it for a while and shook his head.

"I will be the king of foreign countries and the master of China! Baodaqing but not China. Maybe they have told me the answer, what do you think? To be honest, it is God's blessing for a subjugated slave like me to keep a little scum. Normally, I really want to thank them!"

After saying that, Chen Moran leaned over to his desk again, took a note and began to write a telegram to Ji Li, even if the most helpless reality was still to be faced.

"If it's just to maximize the benefits, I still have some suggestions!"

Looking at Chen Moran, who was writing a letter, Guan Mingtang suddenly said that he pulled away the chair in front of Chen Moran's desk and finished it.

Upper Fisher smiled in the middle of the office and stepped forward to meet Ji Li.

"Ah, Miss Sterling! Please come in."

After Ji Li entered Fisher's office, the staff of the Admiralty closed the door behind her.

Fisher glanced at his pocket watch, which was a quarter of five. He knew what Miss Sterling was here for. When Ji Li was about to speak, he smiled apologetically.

"Miss Sterling, I hope you can understand that I'm just the second Secretary of the Navy!"

Fisher also seems a little helpless. He has given some support to Anglo-Mexico Petroleum within his ability, but he can't control the behavior of London's financial industry.

"Your Excellency, when I accept your apology, I also need to convey my apology to you!"

Ji Li's seductive and beautiful face showed some regret.

It was Fisher's turn to understand. He was surprised to see that Ji Li took out a piece of paper from his handbag. After taking it, he quickly raised his head and wanted to say something, but he stopped talking. Businessmen are always like this. When there is only one choice, they will choose to maximize their benefits. It is understandable that London's financiers have forced Ji Li and her husband to have no choice.

"Your Excellency, what you have seen will be one of the agreements between me and Mr. Rockefeller. Although we have just begun to contact, I hope to inform you before reaching an agreement, which is based on courtesy and gratitude for your help!"

Ji Li said solemnly, and her expression seemed extremely serious.

And when Fisher knew that he could not stop her decision, he was moved again. The lady and her husband in front of him were undoubtedly respectable.

"Miss Sterling, are you sure you want to do this? You know, maybe this condition will cost you tens of millions of pounds!"

Fisher returned the note to Ji Li in an uncertain tone.

"Your Excellency, you have given support to Anglo-Mexico Petroleum, and I have also made an appropriate commitment to you. This is a sacrifice that must be made to maintain the promise at that time. The only thing I hope is that you can forgive Ji Li's dishonesty!"

Ji stood up, held her handbag in her hands, and bowed deeply to Fisher in front of her. There was no doubt about the apology in her expression.

"My husband hopes that I can convey to the tax that he is grateful for your support. He said that this may be the only way to express his apology. Although it can't be compared with the oil field, he still hopes that this may make up for it! At the same time, I hope to get your understanding!"

"Miss Sterling! You and your husband are undoubtedly the most respectable people I know!"

Fisher, who was a little moved, looked at Ji Li seriously. He clearly knew what the simple note meant, which meant that Miss Sterling in front of him would lose tens of millions of pounds or more. The reason for doing so was just to apologize to him and mention it. The generosity and selflessness of the help he could not have imagined before today.

"Please turn to your husband and ask him to visit the UK at any time. If you mind, I hope to welcome him as a friend! Also at the right time, if I visit Shanghai, I hope to visit your husband as a friend!"

Fisher said seriously that for the first time, he had heartfelt respect for a businessman. Although he did not rule out commercial interests, the agreement was extremely beneficial to Britain.

"I think my husband will be extremely honored to do this!"

Ji Li said with a smile that she knew what Chen Moran needed her to do, and she had already done it. Although she didn't know why her husband would let her make this "loss" decision to make friends with the second sea minister in front of her, she believed that even if he did so, he must have his intention.

"Your Excellency, Anglo-Mexico Petroleum Company may have become history, but Anglo-Poking Petroleum Company still needs your support in the future!"

"It's my pleasure, Miss Ji Li!"

Fisher bowed gently as a gentleman, straightened his chest and looked at Ji Li in front of him seriously? Sterling..

"At all times, you and your husband are my friends. Please believe that my friendship will be as testable as yours and your husband's!"

The carriage of the luxury carriage is very warm. It is not as cold as the streets of London at the end of October, and the soft sofa seats are also very comfortable. After completing her use, Ji Li smiled and immersed herself in the memories of the two people. She knew that she could soon return to her home in Shanghai and return to her husband.

"Ji Li, those bank financiers may hate you so much!"

Catherine said to her sister seriously that the joy on her sister's face said that she had obviously got what she needed from Admiral Fisher, although she didn't know what she needed.

"They also get what they need, don't they? That's just a part of it!"

Ji Li said seriously that Yingmo Petroleum Company soon no longer belonged to her and Chen Moran. She looked at the pedestrians outside the carriage, and the chirping sound on the roadside stopped.

"Yes! They will hate you, but what they hate more is Rockefeller!"

Catherine said without denying that her brother-in-law got rid of all the contradictions and got an unimaginable return from the world in exchange for Rockefeller's support to some extent. Anglo-Poland Oil Company has completed the divestiture from Anglo-Mexico Petroleum Company, and the two of them lost Anglo-Mexico Petroleum Company. What I got was an oil field that I don't know how long it will take to extract oil. And what did Rockefeller and those financiers get?

"If they want to hate Rockefeller, let them hate it! Sister, haven't we already made an appointment with Mr. Rockefeller?"

Ji Li said with a smile that there is only one thing left.

At this time, the carriage passed by a newsstand, and the newspaper seller stood there shouting loudly. Whenever he heard his hoarse shouts, passers-by might feel a whole body shake.

"Look at the moment of history, the Mustang team won the great car race in history, and fourteen Mustang cars rushed through the Arc de Triomphe in turn..."

(to be continued)