A knife at the beginning almost killed the apocalypse

Wu Zhenhua asked: "Then you agreed?"

Yuanchu nodded, "That's right, I didn't plan to sell it abroad in the first place. And they dared to send troops to block my island. I will make them pay for this later."

Wu Zhenhua was overjoyed at first, and then asked solemnly: "What are you going to do to them?"

Yuan Chu was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "Haha, what can I, an ordinary citizen, do to them? The most I can do is draw a circle and curse them."

"Pfft...hehehe..."

The girl really couldn't hold it in this time and was immediately amused.

Realizing that she had lost her temper, the girl quickly shut up.

Wu Zhenhua said meaningfully: "Are you going to draw a circle with a radius of fifty kilometers to curse them?"

"Ahem, if we don't engage in land enclosures now, Commander Wu would be so exaggerated."

"hope so."

Wu Zhenhua meant something. He was really afraid that the tragedy of his childhood would happen elsewhere.

Everyone knew this and tacitly understood it. Once this kind of thing is exposed, the entire country will become the target of crazy retaliation by some countries.

It is best for the world's most powerful country to bear all the doubts now.

Yuan Chu changed the topic, "Now that Dongwen Island is blocked by the navies of various countries, even if I have oil, how can I transport it out?"

Wu Zhenhua didn't listen to his nonsense at all. He took out a map of Huibo City from his briefcase and gave him a pen.

"Draw a circle for yourself, the land belongs to you, we will pay to build the site, and the oil will be traded in your place from now on."

Damn it! Is this guy too lazy to hide it anymore?

Yuanchu rolled his eyes and felt speechless.

Wu Zhenhua grinned and said with a half-smile, "I occasionally read some fantasy novels."

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, they no longer wanted to talk nonsense with him. It seemed that the official thought that he was a cultivator who had returned and controlled a strange world. This made everything clear.

But he won't admit it. If the other party likes to think wildly, let them do it.

In the early Yuan Dynasty, a circle was drawn along the river and tens of thousands of acres of mountainous land were claimed.

Wu Zhenhua agreed directly without even frowning. Then he asked: "In terms of price, how much do you want to increase it?"

Yuan Chu shook his head, "Since it saves transportation costs and a lot of diplomatic troubles, let's lower it a little more, to 300 yuan a barrel."

Wu Zhenhua was slightly startled and asked tentatively: "RMB?"

Yuanchu nodded, "Of course."

"Thank you!"

Wu Zhenhua stood up and gave a solemn military salute.

"But I have a request. Domestic oil prices are too high. Let's lower them by half."

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Wu Zhenhua was a little embarrassed. Things like oil prices were not something he could decide. The interest relationships involved are complicated and are basically decided after consultations between various interest groups in the country. Even the emperor would find it difficult to intervene.

If the price is reduced by half, wouldn’t it be the same price as Wahaha?

Yuanchu said calmly: "You are not at a loss, and I can provide more than 40 billion barrels every year."

"really!"

Wu Zhenhua was so shocked that he stood up directly and stared at Yuanchu with burning eyes.

Yuanchu nodded and said calmly: "My whole family lives on this land, there is no need to make fun of you."

Wu Zhenhua's eyes narrowed slightly and he said in a deep voice: "Do you want to give money to benefit the people? But they may not thank you. After all, the human heart is not enough."

Yuanchu smiled and said: "Of course I know this, but most people still deserve to be treated kindly. Just think that I am doing good deeds and accumulating virtue."

Wu Zhenhua suddenly realized that he felt that he had slaughtered all his childhood in the early Yuan Dynasty, and his karma was too heavy. He was afraid that he would need to accumulate a lot of negative virtues to alleviate his sins.

But I don’t know that at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, it was just because of the domestic oil price that it was unhappy. If others increased the price, it would increase the price, and if others lowered the price, it would still increase the price. It was so damn speechless.

"Okay, I will report your request truthfully and try to give you a satisfactory answer."

Yuanchu nodded, and the matter was settled.

Wu Zhenhua started to discuss the second thing,

"What about the jade trade..."

Yuan Chu interrupted him with a wave of his hand, "Commander Wu, you can't be too greedy. If you eat meat, you can't even leave a mouthful of soup for others to drink, right?"

"Aren't we afraid that they will use our things to deal with us?"

Wu Zhenhua smiled awkwardly. Who would be willing to share good things with others if they have good things in their hands?

Yuan Chu smiled and said: "Jade is so expensive, how much can they buy? How much can they extract? Besides, your customs are not vegetarian. I sell it to them at a high price, and you charge high tariffs. Isn't it great to make money together? Okay?"

"Hahahaha... You are quite sinister, but I like it. It's settled then. I'll contact the construction company later. Just discuss with them how you want to plan the land. The necessary expenses will be allocated by the finance."

"That's ok, happy to work with you."

In the early Yuan Dynasty, people waved to see off guests.

Wu Zhenhua left happily.

In the car, the girl asked: "Commander, who is this Yuanchu? Where does his oil come from? Why do we have to comply with so many conditions of him?"

Wu Zhenhua took a deep breath and said solemnly: "A very mysterious person. The higher-ups require us to win over him at all costs and we must not be our enemy."

"Ah? Is it because he has oil in his hand?" The girl was a little confused.

"Haha, Xiao Li, don't you know how to calculate an account? At the current international oil price, his price is more than 40% cheaper. With billion barrels sold every year, he will make more than trillion less!"

Xiao Li's eyes widened in disbelief. He had been thinking about other things just now, but now he realized what he was doing.

"Then he's going to die?"

"People have a lot of money and are happy to do this. You said that such a rich man does good things for the people, why should we offend him? Should we protect him?"

"It makes sense, why didn't I think of this?"

"Haha, you are still young. You will naturally understand after a few more years of experience."

The two of them went home happily.

......

Luo Xiaorou reminded Yuanchu that tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Yuanchu suddenly realized it, and then he remembered that he should go home tomorrow.

So he said to Luo Xiaorou: "Will you go home with me to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"Ah? But we're not married yet. Wouldn't this be bad?"

Luo Xiaorou came from a big family and had many rules, so she was a little hesitant.

Yuanchu smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, I'll tell my father-in-law and he will agree."

Then he called Luo Tianen face to face.

Luo Tianen was extremely happy when he saw the call from his future son-in-law.

"It's the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. Your call was so timely. I've been annoyed to death these days. People are chasing me everywhere for oil."

After hearing what their father-in-law said, the two of them smiled knowingly.

At the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he gave him a trick, asking him to fabricate a smuggler, and then deliberately and accidentally leaked the news. The smuggler was assassinated by his enemies, and the source of oil was cut off.

In this way, those countries have to accept this fact after holding on for a period of time without harvesting.

The father-in-law gave a thumbs up and decided to use his method.

Then at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he proposed to take Luo Xiaorou home to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival. The father-in-law said that it was no problem and he could take her home for the New Year. It was best to give birth to a fat grandson while he was young.