Chapter 133 The largest ever

In the Kingdom Suite on the third floor of the Szafoy Hotel in London, the restaurant of the Kingdom Suite has become a conference room, and the dining table has become a negotiation table. At this time, the atmosphere here seems a little relaxed, and laughter can come from time to time in the restaurant.

Negotiations have been going on for an hour. In this hour, the guests in the room with an American accent have made substantial progress that has not been achieved in the past six months. If they close the door to avoid the four guests in front of them, these Americans may close the door and enter the real surnames today. The exhibition cheered.

Even in order to show the celebration of the partial consensus between the two sides, in John Jr.? D? At Rockefeller's suggestion, he specially opened a bottle of red wine. Although everyone took a breath, the red wine on the table represented that both sides were in a very good mood.

"...So, Mr. Rockefeller, I think this is the condition we have made!"

Little John? D? Rockefeller slowly put down the red wine glass and didn't send it to his mouth. He slowly leaned against the back of the chair and held the arm of the chair with both hands. Looking carefully at the Chinese who spoke English with a London accent, he did not imagine that his negotiator would be an Oriental before the Sterling sisters visited.

Because of this, it also convinced him of the rumors all the time. Although he got some evidence that the rumor was not a rumor, and even armed with it, the result was ridiculous.

"20 years!"

Little John? D? Rockefeller muttered this time in his heart.

They will prescribe this condition more than he imagined, or it is beyond his consideration, but now they can't help but consider it. Miss Sterling said very clearly that these three conditions are the root of solving the real real problem.

"New Jersey Standards can make a commitment that they will never try to get involved in oil exploration and development in the Persian region before the expiration of the concessions of the British Oil Company in the future, that is, before 1960, there is no problem!"

Cas? After a little silence, Miller looked at Zhang Hao with a smile. As one of the three basic conditions, this one is almost dispensable. The Anglo-Poland Oil Company has the exclusive exploration and exploitation rights granted by the Persian king. Even if the New Jersey standard tries to explore the Persian oil fields, it cannot bypass this concession.

"In the future, Anglo-Poland Oil Company will form a business partnership with New Jersey Standard Oil Company. New Jersey Standard Oil Company will transport oil and refine oil for Anglo-Poland Oil Company with a cost fluctuation of 5%, and promises to transport oil to Anglo-Poland Petroleum Company outside the destinations of non-U.S. direct belligerent countries. For Miss Sterling's vision, I My personal admiration is that her foresight will be used by our two companies to gain more benefits in the future!"

Cas? Miller's flattery only made Zhang Hao laugh and did not answer. Now he is no longer the "translator" who graduated from Hamburg Business School, and he is the leading negotiator of the industrial company and the business representative in Europe.

On steel mill equipment, his strategy not only forced the Germans to make 20% concessions, but also obtained a long-term credit loan totaling 25 million marks from the four major German banking groups. This is a simple commercial loan without any additional conditions. Given according to the contract, it is not even with creditor's rights. Transfer, before the industrial company refuses to redeem the creditor's right without negotiating with the industrial company, any creditor's right is aware that the industrial company can refuse to recognize and repay the loan. Although it is only the most common commercial loan, for Chinese enterprises, this may be the first equal cross-border loan.

It was also the negotiation with the German industry and financial community that established Zhang Hao's position in the industrial company, otherwise he would not be one of the negotiators now to participate in this business negotiation that seems to have no connection with the industrial company.

"However, in the next 20 years, we promise to provide your company with up to 80% of the market price of oil and refined oil production in Mexico's oil fields. Please forgive us for not accepting it."

Cas? Miller rejected the third condition in a very flat tone, which is equivalent to New Jersey Standard Oil Company becoming an oil refiner of Anglo-Poland Oil Company after acquiring the Mexican oil field. Secondly, Anglo-Poland Oil Company can get millions of pounds every year, which is absolutely unacceptable.

Zhang Hao looked away from Cass? Miller's body was transferred to little John? D? On Rockefeller's body.

"Mr. Rockefeller, what do you think?"

Little John? D? Rockefeller just shrugged his shoulders slightly.

"Cass's opinion also represents my opinion!"

In the face of rejection, Zhang Hao just smiled mysteriously.

"Mr. Rockefeller, I think you may need... Uh-huh! Maybe in two or three hours, changes will be made!"

Make a change in an hour or two?

Little John? D? Rockefeller, Cass? Miller, Horace? At the same time, Weigel and others looked at Zhang Hao with a mysterious smile in surprise. They didn't understand why they said this to him, and they were so confident.

"The 68 oil wells that have been exploited in the Mexican oil field have proved the potential of this oil field. I think there is no doubt about this. Mr. Rockefeller, maybe this year, the oil industry in the Mexican oil field will exceed the oil production of the whole United States, and I am convinced of this!"

Zhang Hao said confidently that just before he came to the Savoy Hotel today, he got a telegram from his wife to him. The content of the telegram was very clear, and the oil field drilled an amazing oil well again.

"I believe that the Mexican oil field will become the largest known oil field in the world, and..."

Zhang Hao paused for a moment, and then looked at little Rockefeller confidently.

"Maybe in a few days, the whole world will understand this fact!"

"Mr. Zhang, I understand what you mean. Your Terro Delano No. 4 well has been spraying oil for three consecutive months, and it should eject about 7 million tons of oil. Up to now, more than 100 million barrels of oil have been stored in your oil storage tanks and oil storage sites, but it has only been sold until now. However, 20 million barrels of oil, there is no doubt that you have found a large oil field, but if there are no refineries and oil tankers, your oil stored in oil barrels and tanks is no different from underground!"

Horace? Wiggle sneered and wanted him to collapse completely. It was very simple to remind him of the facts he needed to face.

"The loan of 12 million pounds, excluding 2 million pounds for the construction of terminals and oil pipelines, 2 million pounds for the largest oil refinery in Europe, and 8 million pounds for the purchase of oil tankers and the purchase of second-hand cargo ships to transform oil tankers, Mr. Horace, what do you think this embargo can last? When? If London's financial community gets a controlling stake in Anglo-Mexico, then New Jersey Standard will have to face an unprecedentedly powerful oil giant, won't it? He has the world's largest market, the largest merchant fleet, and the world's largest oil field!"

In Horace? When Weigel was cold and speechless, Zhang Jie understood that now the doctor was afraid, and his face suddenly became at a loss and blurred, as if the boxer in the boxing ring had received a beautiful blow and felt dizzy. So he turned his eyes to little Rockefeller again.

"Mr. Rockefeller, just yesterday, we drilled a high-yield well again, Cerro? Assur No. 4 well, which may be the highest oil production well in the world that can never be surpassed, is said to produce more than 37,000 tons of crude oil. Mr. Rockefeller, now is the time for you to make a choice! Do you want to buy 55% of the shares of Anglo-Mexico, or let Anglo-Mexico Petroleum become your biggest competitor!"

Little John? D? Rockefeller and his party were completely stunned by Zhang Hao's words. Three 10,000 tons of oil wells have been exploited in the Mexican oil field. These amazing oil wells prove the potential of this well to the world with their oil production. While they were sitting there motionless, Zhang Hao rubbed his temples with his hands, which seemed to be very The appearance of trouble.

"Maybe they still need time, Charles, how much time do we have left!"

"Mr. Zhang, we have less than two hours left!"

"Two hours..."

Zhang Hao muttered softly, and then rubbed his temples.

Even if he didn't know how much time he was referring to, little Rockefeller vaguely guessed what he meant. The reason why they were willing to sit down and talk about the sale of Anglo-Mexico shares was that they were forced by those British bankers to let Yingmo with a simple loan. Oil was in a dilemma and had to accept the request of the British banking group to sell 45% of the shares to the banking group at the reserve price.

Divestment of the capital injection links between Anglo-Poland Oil Company and Anglo-Poland Oil Company and restore contact with New Jersey Standard Oil Company. They did this to fight back the greed of those bankers. Perhaps the bankers can get shares of Anglo-Poland Oil Company and get huge returns, but they can't control the oil fields, which is It was Ms. Sterling's reason for doing so. The bankers were rewarded, but they could not regret the oil monopoly of Britain and the colonies in the future after the oil exploration breakthrough in Persia.

Ms. Sterling has her needs, and the Rockefeller family also has its own pursuits. Building a huge oil empire has always been his father's dream and also his dream. In this oil empire, it will never tolerate any competitors who can threaten them.

Silence, silence for a long time, little John? D? Rockefeller raised his head and looked directly at Zhang Hao in front of him, and then smiled.

"Let's make a price!"

A simple sentence surprised Zhang Hao. He thought that little John? D? Rockefeller still needs time to confirm the oil well with a production capacity of 37,000 tons, but... Although he was surprised, Zhang Hao wrote a number on the note of the Savoy Hotel and handed it over.

Did you pull this memo, little John? D? Rockefeller just took a look, and then looked at Zhang Hao again, but then stood up without saying a word, walked to the small wine cabinet behind him, took out a bin champagne, " Bang!" With a sound, the champagne opened!

Then he filled a few goblets himself, and then filled himself. The champagne overflowed the glass. Everyone looked at his move and knew what it meant, which meant that he accepted the price.

"Mr. Zhang, today, we have made history. This will be the largest merger and acquisition in history. Even Morgan's acquisition of Carnegie Steel Company last year can't be compared with it."

"I think so! Congratulations, little John? D? Mr. Rockefeller, now you have the largest oil empire in the world!"

"Cheers to your oil empire..."

Ding... The crisp impact of the glass of the glass sounded in the room of the Bank of England.

"Miss Catherine, I know. You may be wondering why they are so happy, right?"

With a glass in his hand, Sheffield couldn't help looking around. He could feel the excitement of these bankers. Sometimes it was always like this. Although there was still a certain distance from the expected goal, the rich return would still make these greedy bankers extremely excited.

"Wealth, isn't it?"

Catherine sneered and drank the champagne in the glass.

"As a banker, shyness and shame have long been swept away from their personality dictionary. There are only interests in their eyes, haven't they? Mr. Sherfield."

"Miss Catherine, you and I are all bankers!"

Sherfield nodded in agreement with Catherine's opinion.

"From the time you contacted the Rockefeller family, they had already got the news, but there was nothing to stop you, for them!"

After drinking the champagne in the glass, Sherfield's expression became extremely serious.

"If you can control the Anglo-Mexico oil company, then control the company. Of course, it will need to invest tens of millions of pounds in the future, but your sale has tied the Anglo-Mexico oil company to Rockefeller. The refinery and cruise convoy owned by Rockefeller are just what they get. The report is more abundant and stable. Rockefeller has a complete oil market network in the New World, the Old World and Asia. This cooperation is more stable. On the surface, they have increased the purchase price by 30%, but in fact, you know that even so, the actual return they have obtained has far exceeded their thinking. The elephant."

"Cheers to Britain!"

Suddenly, Sherfield whispered to Catherine, and then he asked with interest.

"Is there really oil in Persia?"

"Do you care about this problem?"

Catherine asked softly, and then smiled softly.

"Yes," Sherfield nodded and filled a glass of champagne for Catherine himself.

"Some people may not care, but some people still care about this problem? Isn't it? Miss Catherine, not everyone only has a golden pound in their hearts!"

After saying this, Sherfield sighed again.

"Well, do you know who I'm most worried about in the whole UK?"

Sherfield looked at Catherine seriously, with a little helplessness in his expression, but his words stunned Catherine first, and then understood what he meant most worried about. His worry was that the huge amount of money had been withdrawn.

Cather, holding a glass, laughed loudly.

"Mr. Sherfield, I think you can completely relax. After all, the 3.75% interest is something that no one can ignore, can't it?"

"But even so, I'm still very worried!"

Sherfield said immediately.

"Maybe you can suggest that Miss Ji Li, and of course her husband, make some substantial investments. Personally, I think Mr. Chen may consider expanding the automobile factory or steel factory, or even directly investing in the UK to establish an automobile factory. What do you think?"

No bank in the world is afraid of a run, even for the Bank of England. These bankers get the wealth they need, and they also concentrate an amazing amount of cash wealth into one person. This problem is a problem that the Bank of England does not face. Wealth belongs to silver. The problem belongs to the country!

"Well... I think this question, I'm afraid you can only pray that the UK will not increase tariffs on certain products, right?"

Catherine's cunning smile, losing sometimes also means getting. Chen Moran lost one thing, but got the same thing in the United Kingdom and the United States that they can't help but be afraid of! I'm afraid this is something that British bankers and Rockefeller have never thought of. Maybe they have thought of it and are happy to think of it.

"Those people don't have that influence! Even their influence can't catch up with the carriage!"

Sherfield said the truth that the influence of car manufacturers in the United Kingdom or the United States is not enough to influence the decision of Congress, and the financiers in this house are probably more willing to see the popularity of cars than anyone else. Cars need to burn gasoline, and gasoline is extracted from oil. The development of automobiles will only bring them more wealth.

Especially after the Mustang won the car race from Yanjing to Paris, the whole of Europe is talking about the car as solid and reliable as the Mustang, even in London and New York.

"Miss Jili lost the Mexican oil field, got two amazing amounts of wealth in two countries, and also got two allies, Miss Catherine. Maybe one day, I will go to Shanghai to visit Miss Jili's husband. Two months ago, I once thought that Miss Jili married an oriental man to Ying. An insult to the Grand nobility, but now, Miss Catherine, I have to say, maybe I will witness the rise of the Morgan family in Asia!"

"Look at what you said, the industrial company is just a small company!"

Catherine smiled softly.

"Maybe he can have unimaginable wealth, but you know that in the East, especially in that country, wealth does not mean power, and sometimes it may even be a disaster!"

His shoulders shrugged slightly, and a smile appeared on Sheffield's face.

"Who knows? Maybe one day, wealth will become power. In this world, there are always many things that we can't predict, right?

(to be continued)