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The extraction of crude oil also requires cost, and it is not small.

The lowest cost is the Gulf region, which is basically the place with the lowest oil extraction cost in the world, which is basically one-fourth to one-fifth of the oil price.

So, that place will be rich.

As for Maozi, the cost will basically double. As for the United States, the cost of crude oil is even higher.

Liu Qingshan remembers that in later generations, there were special pipelines for transporting oil and gas from Maozi to Daqing, crossing more than half of Longjiang Province along the way.

Although the initial investment in laying pipelines is relatively large, it will be more worry-free later.

Since Siberia's crude oil is controlled by the Katyusha firm, it can be supplied for decades or even hundreds of years in the future, so it is better to lay pipelines.

"I just realized Mr. Liu's mind today." Lao Mou sighed, and suddenly felt that he seemed old.

His most proud achievements in the past few years are simply not enough for the young Mr. Liu in front of him.

He worked hard to get back a few planes, even the aircraft carrier.

I am complacent when I have acquired ten square kilometers of private land, and they have brought back the entire Tuva, but they are not ostentatious.

He always wants to do something earth-shattering, but this Mr. Liu is doing practical things in a down-to-earth manner.

This gap is too big, right?

Thinking about Liu Qingshan's control of the oil and gas resources of the entire Siberia region, it is no exaggeration to say that he is as rich as an enemy, and it is incomparable, really incomparable.

For a while, Comrade Lao Mou was a little bit depressed, thinking in his heart, could he retire?

If Lao Mou could retreat bravely, he might be able to avoid being imprisoned for the rest of his life, which would be a good thing.

This is another person who was deeply hit by Liu Qingshan, the last one was the one who worked on computers.

"Mr. Mou, I offer you a toast. The development blueprint you have outlined is very exciting." Liu Qingshan picked up his wine glass and lightly touched Old Comrade Mou.

Lao Mou drank the wine in the glass. After putting down the glass, he shook his head slightly, with a trace of bitterness on his face:

"Actually, thinking about it now, those are just castles in the air, but Mr. Liu's company is down-to-earth and down-to-earth, so it can go more steadily."

This blow made Comrade Lao Mou's feverish mind suddenly sober up a lot, and he has begun to re-examine himself.

Liu Qingshan also keenly grasped this point, and was somewhat relieved: If Lao Mou tried to make a change, maybe he could really change his own destiny.

Lao Mou poured another glass of wine and brought it up: "Mr. Liu, I have an unfeeling request. The laying of oil and gas pipelines is beneficial to the country and the people. I also want to do my part."

It seems that Comrade Lao Mou has really undergone a big change. With his communication skills and handling ability, he is really suitable to manage this matter.

Liu Qingshan couldn't help but feel agitated. For the laying of pipelines, he had to deal with Maozi, and also deal with many local governments. In addition, it also involved compensation for the occupation of cultivated land and so on.

There are so many things going on, if Lao Mou can coordinate the overall situation, it will undoubtedly be a huge help.

Because Lao Mou has certain contacts, is more capable, and at the same time does not lack a unique personality charm.

Liu Qingshan looked at Lao Mou calmly, from the eyes of the other party, Liu Qingshan read sincerity, so Liu Qingshan also showed a smile on his face:

"If Big Brother Mou is willing to condescend and give us a favor, I'd love it!"

Hahaha, Lao Mou laughed and waved his hands: "There's no such thing as honor, I figured it out, and I won't play with those fake things in the future, just follow Brother Qingshan and do business with you."

Alright, Liu Qingshan also raised his wine glass: "With Brother Mou's help, I will be more confident in this matter. Brother Mou, I would like to toast you again. Happy cooperation."

"Happy cooperation!"

Lao Mou became energetic again. Although his Nande Group looked like a great deal from the outside, it really had no money and was nothing but empty air.

He himself didn't know how long he could last.

This time, he was stimulated by Liu Qingshan, and Lao Moufan suddenly realized that after he decided to go back, he resigned from his position in Nande and went all out to lay oil pipelines.

This is definitely a big project, and it will not be completed in three to five years.

Liu Qingshan was also happy, first of all, he got the great help of Lao Mou, this old brother still has some ability.

Secondly, as long as he settles down in Longteng's side, Liu Qingshan can basically be sure that Comrade Lao Mou will definitely not have to go to jail.

They all became a family, and the atmosphere on the wine table obviously became harmonious. Hou San, Ding Shan and others also toasted to Lao Mou one after another.

Liu Qingshan simply communicated with Hou San and the others, and elected Lao Mou as the vice president of Longteng Company, mainly in charge of the construction of the oil pipeline project.

"Don't rush to become an official. After I go back, I will resign from my position in Nande and come to join me."

Lao Mou is completely thinking about it now, but he feels extremely relaxed.

Hou San was also very happy: "Brother Mou, why don't you make you a Bi Ma Wen Dang Dang first?"

"This official position is the most suitable for you." Lao Mou also fought back.

Seeing Hou San's monkey-headed appearance, everyone laughed loudly.

That night, when he was staying at the Longteng Hotel, Lao Mou was so happy that he drank a little too much and took a hot bath. The female assistant had already made tea for him and said softly:

"Brother-in-law, is this decision too hasty?"

Lao Mou smiled and shook his head: "You don't know Mr. Liu. I used to have high-mindedness and low-handedness, so I underestimated Mr. Liu."

"I made a phone call to the old leader today, and only then did I know a little bit of the inside story, which already made me completely admired."

"You can tell by looking at the people who follow him."

The little assistant nodded: "Brother-in-law, I will listen to you."

The relationship between the two is a bit complicated. After Lao Mou divorced, his sister-in-law never left him.

On the second day, because of customs clearance procedures, I couldn't leave for Maozi right away.

Li Tieniu took a lot of gifts and drove to visit his father-in-law's house.

Liu Qingshan also brought gifts and went around the border camp, naturally he was warmly welcomed.

Lao Mou also went with him, and he finally understood why the employees of Longteng Company had to salute Liu Qingshan when they saw him.

It was not until the fourth day that Liu Qingshan and his party officially passed the customs.

Lao Mou also wanted to play in the front line, so he also became a member of the team.

After passing the border inspection, on this side of the river, large and small vehicles lined up to welcome them.

This time, not only Medvic from the Black Bear Gang, but also several city officials from the city of Buenos Aires, led by Mayor Makarich, came.

Liu Qingshan's current status has long been different from what it used to be. He is not only the helm of a large consortium, but also the nominal owner of Tuva. He is equal to the presidents of those small countries in the Russian Federation.

After shaking hands and hugging each other, Liu Qingshan also thanked Mr. Mayor.Then introduce Lao Mou to the other party.

After all, the oil pipeline in the future will involve many issues, and it is Lao Mou who will come forward to communicate, so let's get familiar with each other first.

Lao Mou is completely convinced now, he has not come to Maozi's side twice, and wherever he goes, there are stars holding the moon.

But in terms of level, there is still too much difference.

After exchanging pleasantries, I just got in the car, and the city hall came forward, so I couldn't go to the Black Bear Gang. Of course, the current Black Bear Gang no longer exists in name. Medwich.

Medvic can be regarded as a successful whitewash. He has made a living in the city of Buenos Aires. He is a business leader, and he makes friends with officials such as the mayor and the police chief.

Vehicles are driving on the streets of Bubu City, and as far as the eye can see, it is thriving.

This reflects the advantages of border port cities, which are much more prosperous than other inland cities on Maozi's side.

Everyone came to the VIP room of the city hall, sat around a round table, and started a cordial and friendly meeting.

Mr. Makarich, the mayor, first delivered a welcome speech and enthusiastically praised Katyusha Firm for its important role in the prosperity of the border trade between the two countries.

It was only then that Lao Mou knew that Liu Qingshan was the head of the largest business firm in the entire Siberia region and the Far East region.

His company mainly does business with Maozi, and of course he has heard of the giant Katyusha firm.

Lao Mou couldn't help sighing in his heart: I really don't know how much strength Mr. Liu still hides?

"Mr. Mountain, do you have any good suggestions for the development of cloth city and the economic and trade exchanges between the two sides?"

Mr. Mayor also vaguely knew something about Liu Qingshan in the United States, so he humbly asked for advice.

Liu Qingshan nodded with a smile: "Your Excellency Mayor, I really have some personal thoughts."

"The current form of trade has reached its limit, and it is difficult to make a breakthrough."

Everyone nodded in unison, this is indeed the truth, Liu Qingshan hit the nail on the head and got to the point directly.

So everyone listened carefully, wanting to hear what Mr. Mountain, who is known as the Dragon of the East, has any ideas.

Liu Qingshan thought for a while, then continued to speak: "If you want to break through this limitation, there is a method you can try, and that is to build a Huaxia city on the side of Bushi."

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they were about to ask in detail when someone came in and reported, "Mr. Smith from Citibank is visiting."

Mr. Mayor was in a bit of a dilemma: Why did all these important people come together?

The first thousand and 140 chapters, this is strength

Smith is the general agent of Citibank in Russia. In the process of purchasing bonds in the past few years, he exchanged US dollars for bonds at a low price and made a small profit.

Because of the big business, the Katyusha firm took it away, and the firm has goods that are more popular than dollars.

Even so, Smith earned billions of dollars for the group, and was rewarded handsomely personally.

Citibank officially became the largest bank in the United States the year before last. Backed by this big tree, Smith certainly has the capital to be proud of.

He came to cloth city to visit the mayor, but when he heard that the mayor had guests, Smith felt a little upset when he couldn't come out to greet him, the God of Wealth.

Under the guidance of the secretaries, Smith came to the VIP room. After entering the door, he saw several Chinese faces sitting around the round table, and he felt even more unhappy.

In his bones, he has always believed that white people are the best.

"Mr. Smith, welcome." Mayor Makarich stood up and greeted Smith warmly.

Liu Qingshan also looked at this Mr. Smith, who was probably in his 40s, with a little thinning hair, but he was meticulously groomed.

Unlike most middle-aged foreigners who gain weight in middle age, Smith is well-proportioned and well maintained.

It's just that the eyes look a little aggressive and feel very uncomfortable.

Makarich is the master, so of course he had to introduce in the middle. He first introduced Smith, who just nodded slightly and didn't look at Liu Qingshan and the others.

"This one is from China..."

Makarich was about to introduce Liu Qingshan, but old Mou stood up cheerfully: "Mr. Smith, we meet again, let's get drunk again today."

Only then did Smith take a closer look at Old Mou, and seemed to remember it, and he also laughed and opened his arms: "Mou, it's you. I'm glad to see you."

When Lao Mou was in Manchuria, he proposed a tripartite plan: the Americans would pay for it, and then Huaxia and Maozi would come out to build the northern Hong Kong Island together, so he had dealt with Smith.

With Lao Mou's ability to fool around, it is obvious that the two parties get along quite happily.

It's just that Mr. Mayor is a little puzzled: this Mr. Mou, how can he outshine the host?

The corners of Liu Qingshan's mouth turned up slightly. When Lao Mou stood up just now, he patted his arm lightly, obviously wanting to make trouble.

"Mou, what great plans do you have?" Smith chatted with old Mou enthusiastically.

Old Mou laughed loudly: "There really is one. We are planning to build a Huaxia City on the side of Bushi City. It will be much more convenient to trade in this way."

"Sounds like a good one, Mou, do you need our investment from Citibank?" Smith is also very interested in this project.

For the current transaction, you still have to go to the big island in the middle of the river. It's okay in winter, but it's really inconvenient to take a boat in summer.

And if a Huaxia city is built in the cloth city, then this trouble will be completely solved.

Based on Smith's years of investment experience, he concluded that this project must be profitable, so he came up with the idea of ​​investing.

Lao Mou smiled and shook his head: "We already have an investor."

Smith shook his head, eyes full of disdain: "Mou, you know, our Citibank is the most powerful investment bank."

"And I have another idea, we can play a little bigger, set up a free trade zone here, and our goods from the United States can also be shipped here, how about it, this is simply a genius idea!"

Lao Mou felt that the heat was about the same, he was not interested in listening to this foreigner bragging, his level was far worse than others.

So Lao Mou chuckled: "Mr. Smith, I have no objection, but my investors will definitely not agree."

Smith, who was speaking briskly, was interrupted, a little upset: "Mou, you can call now and tell your investor that you don't need him anymore. Citibank is your strong backing."

"No need to call, I can ask now." Old Mou winked at Liu Qingshan. "Mr. Liu, what's your opinion?"

Liu Qingshan also cooperated with him: "In Siberia, Citibank does not have proud capital."

The more Smith listened, the more angry he became, and he shot aggressive eyes at Liu Qingshan: "Who are you, what a big tone!"

He seemed familiar with this young man, but relying on the big tree of Citibank, he didn't care who his opponent was.