Rebirth 1987: From selling fake wine to the top

"Is this the oil field you're talking about?"

Anna walked to Yue Hao and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Everything that can be demolished here has been demolished, and it can be said that it has completely become a wasteland.

Who would have thought that Yue Hao would pick up such a big leak in such a poor place.

"Brother Hao is so awesome. In a blink of an eye, you will be the oil boss."

Bao Bufan also walked to Yue Hao and was filled with emotion.

As black gold, everyone knows the value of an oil field.

"What a gas boss, what you say is so unpleasant."

Yue Hao laughed and cursed.

He was completely lucky, but the feeling of picking up oil leaks was much better than picking up gold leaks.

"It's awesome. It's awesome if someone picks up an antique or something like that. Brother Hao, you just pick up Brother Hao's oil field."

Zhao Yugang also came over and gave a thumbs up.

Xue Shan did not look at Yue Hao, but looked at the oil field in front of him with a complicated expression.

This is China’s first overseas oil field, and its reserves are so abundant, so its significance is self-evident.

The workers on the car came down one by one and stood in line, looking very orderly.

"Mr. Yue, the atmosphere is here, why don't you say a few words?"

Seeing the current atmosphere, Wang Baoqing stepped forward to give a reminder.

No matter what happens in reality, Yue Hao is the boss of the company on the surface, so it can't be justified without saying a few words.

"Okay, let me say a few words."

Yue Hao was also excited.

Although when Wang Baoqing and others confirmed that there was oil in the oil field, he was also excited.

But hearing the news is different from seeing it.

It was impossible not to be excited when he saw that such a large piece of oil field belonged to him.

He has also seen the oil storage data surveyed by the survey team. According to the current oil storage capacity, even if he lies completely flat for the rest of his life, it will be enough for him to live the same as those guys with a piece of cloth on their heads.

"Brothers, I am Yue Hao from Tenglong Energy Company. I won't talk about those scenes. I will express two things today."

"First, I will help people renovate the dormitory here as soon as possible, and turn on the heating, TV, phone, etc."

"Second, everyone works hard here, and their salary will be doubled, and there will be additional performance."

"Everyone, please work harder here and try your best to buy a house and a car in a few years!"

Yue Hao stopped after saying this, but the crowd was silent for a moment, and then burst into thunderous applause.

After all, as a worker, who doesn’t want the environment where he works to be better and the salary to be higher?

And while Yue Hao is busy with oil construction, the crude oil market can be said to be in a gloomy state.

Damao City, the business hotel where Yue Hao stayed before, a dozen foreigners gathered together.

"Has any of you seen Anna these days?"

A foreigner with a shaved beard and messy hair said with a gloomy face.

A week ago, he was still high-spirited, with his hair neatly combed, gathered in front of Anna, dreaming of carving up the state-owned assets of the bear.

But just a few days later, all the money they invested in the crude oil market was forced to be liquidated, leaving them with no money left.

"I'm also looking for that woman. Now the international oil price is getting worse day by day. We can't wait any longer."

The speaker was another man with glasses. He was an executive of a financial company on Hua Er Street.

This time, his decision caused heavy losses to the company. The company has already said that if he cannot recover the losses for the company, he will stay in Mao Xiong for the rest of his life!

"By the way, do you know how much money that woman invested in the crude oil market?"

Another Western foreigner asked.

As soon as he said these words, everyone present suddenly felt a thump in their hearts.

After all, they had all been dazzled by the beautiful blueprint of the crude oil market before. As for whether Anna invested money in it, no one really paid attention.

"That woman... doesn't seem to have invested any money!"

Someone gritted his teeth.

As soon as these words came out, the room fell into dead silence.

"In other words, we were all deceived by that Bichi?"

Someone had murderous intent in their eyes.

"We people represent almost half of the forces in the entire Hua Er Street. Tell us more. Does anyone know the true background of this woman?"

Another foreigner who was quite old and seemed to have some status spoke up.

However, his words still greeted everyone with silence.

"That is to say, none of us know her details? Are all the previous rumors about her just speculation?"

The man who spoke was at his lowest point.

"There is no point in pursuing the origin of Na Bichi now. The most urgent task is to find a way to recover our losses."

Someone else interrupted, but his response was still silence.

"There is one thing I need to mention. Yesterday, I received news from the domestic side that when we were long in the crude oil market, a large amount of funds were injected to secretly go short."

The older foreigner who spoke in the middle said.

"Ah? Who is it? How could he know that the price of crude oil is being deliberately controlled?"

Someone exclaimed.

The level of secrecy surrounding the Yingjiang incident was absolutely top-notch. Even though these people present represented more than half of the forces in Hua Er Street, they still didn't get any information in advance.

And that person who can swear to short-selling in advance has obviously received the news. Who is the person with such a terrifying intelligence network?

"The other party acted very mysteriously. We couldn't find out his background, but we checked his account and his name is Flower Planter."

The older foreigner continued.

"Flower Planter? This name seems a bit familiar... By the way, is it the same guy who followed Quantum Fund to short Asia Finance?"

"Yes, that person was also known as a flower grower at the time. I just don't know if these two things were done by the same person."

"Flower gardener, flower gardener, does that person like to grow flowers, so that's why he gave it such a name?"

"It's possible that those who like to plant flowers are usually old men, maybe they are just old men."

"Who on earth is it?"

A group of people acted just like the vegetable market, speculating on the origin of the flower grower, but after guessing for a long time, they still found nothing.

We can only guess that it is the old man from that financial institution.

"One thing is certain. The other party entered the market at the same time as us. We are long and he is short. It is clear that he is setting a trap for us."

Someone gritted his teeth.

"That's right, this matter has been a set-up from the beginning. Anna is the other party's person, and she has been arranging for us to jump, and all our funds have been locked up!"

The matter has reached this point, and everyone has guessed the truth of the matter.

"You bastard, you are so despicable. If you have the ability to compete with us in the financial market with real swords and guns, what are you doing with these intrigues?"

a young financial manager said angrily.

But as soon as he said these words, everyone present looked at him as if they were a fool.

Real swords and guns?

Could it be that your brain is showing off?

We are a financial institution, not a samurai duel.

The financial market is all about intrigues and intrigues, and the winner is the king or the loser.

Although everyone gnashed their teeth in hatred towards the flower grower, they had to submit to the other party's methods.