money trouble

Chapter 723 Consecutive gaffes!
"what?!"

A loud cry of surprise was not made by Wu Qian, but Minister Ross who was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window couldn't help shouting. He didn't know what news he had heard, with an unbelievable look on his face.

Minister Ross knew that he had lost his composure. He smiled awkwardly at Wu Qian to express his embarrassment, and then listened to the phone with a stern expression.

Rosalind saw that Minister Ross continued to listen to the phone carefully, and then she whispered: "According to the reports in the media, the negotiation between Maozi and Baipao has completely broken down. I'm also desperate, I'm afraid the situation will develop further, do you want to..."

What Rosalind meant was to remind the boss whether he should contact his friends in Saudi Arabia for details.

However, before Wu Qian could answer Rosalind, the personal mobile phone in his pocket rang.

Sartmucci is very loyal. After the negotiation failed, he wanted to talk to Wu Qian, but unfortunately he couldn't find a suitable opportunity. Finally, he found a quiet environment, so he immediately called.

Wu Qian made a silent gesture to Rosalind, then stood up and walked to the French window farthest from Minister Ross, and pressed the answer button.

"Wu, did you disturb your rest?"

Sartmuzi didn't know which time zone Wu Qian was in, so he asked politely.

Wu Qian said with a smile: "Sartmucci, don't be so polite. I'm in New York, America, and it's not time for dinner yet. Your tone seems a little excited. Is the negotiation successful?"

Sartmucci put his hand on his forehead, and he succeeded. Something is wrong, okay...

"Wu, the situation is exactly the opposite of what you said. Maoziguo does not accept the idea of ​​reducing production. Not only that, but also increases production on the basis of the original production. This is a terrible ending. I am afraid that the international crude oil price..."

"To tell you the truth, I don't even dare to look at international crude oil prices now."

Wu Qian covered the microphone, hooked his fingers at Rosalind, and said softly, "What's the current price of WTI and Brent?"

Rosalind quickly called up the real-time information from the tablet.

Brent Crude: 34.56.

WTI: 32.87.

Wu Qian was shocked when he saw this price. He clearly remembered that when he got off the plane at Kennedy Airport, he took a look at the market. At that time, the crude oil prices in the two futures markets were still above [-] US dollars. Kung fu, twenty percent is gone!
Even now that he is sitting on hundreds of billions of dollars, Wu Qian still feels parched. He is thinking that if Woodward and Barbara have carried out his orders accurately, then the profit will have exceeded 200 billion dollars!
As if knowing what the boss was thinking, Rosalind immediately called up the page of monitoring trading accounts. The profit amount on each account was extremely astonishing, and the long series of numbers seemed so tempting.

Wu Qian glanced roughly, forced his composure in his heart, let go of the hand covering the phone, and said, "Sartmucci, I am very sorry about this incident, but fortunately I didn't buy much crude oil from you back then. Not a big loss, thank goodness."

"By the way, since Maoziguo's attitude is so firm, what is the attitude of your country and OPEC members?"

This is the information that Wu Qian most urgently wants to know at this stage. The attitudes of those countries will directly affect what he will do next in the United States.

Sartmucci pondered for a while, and said: "Wu, the current situation is very pessimistic, I think... I think... I don't know how our country will deal with this incident, in short, prepare for the worst Well, it looks like I'm going to have the toughest Christmas of my life."

It will be the beginning of November, and there is still more than a month before Christmas. What Sartmucci said is that the difficult days may last for a long time.

The energy war is imminent!
Wu Qian accurately grasped this important message, and he comforted: "My friend, fortunately, you have taken care of your own affairs. If you feel unhappy, welcome to visit us at Helios Island, Long Island, New York. I recently Will live here."

Sartmucci politely thanked Wu Qian for his kindness, and the two sides then chatted a few words that were neither salty nor bland, and then ended the call.

However, just as Sartmucci hung up the phone, his assistant came to report in a hurry. The king made a decision to also increase the mining volume, put all mining machines at full capacity, and increase production by 300 million barrels per day!

Snapped.

The news scared Satmuzzi's cell phone to the ground.

"This... this... this is preparing for a price war, and the energy war has begun!"

Satmuzi muttered to himself, he didn't call Wu Qian again because he believed that if the news was true, within 10 minutes, the media all over the world would report it, and Wu Qian would also know about it.

For a commodity, if we produce [-] pieces a day and [-] people demand it, the price can be maintained in a stable range. However, if we increase production capacity and increase the output to [-], if the demand does not increase, the price will inevitably fall.

The price of a good depends on what people want and the labor that goes into obtaining it.

It can be seen that the King of Saudi Arabia is determined to fight Mao Tzu-guo to the end, completely setting off an energy war that will sweep the world!
Generally speaking, the cost of crude oil extraction in Maoziguo is higher than that of Saudi Arabia, and the increase in production will inevitably lower the international crude oil price, which will not benefit Maoziguo in the short term.

But Mao Ziguo has no other choice. If he wants to occupy the current market in the future, he must endure the pains of today.

Maoziguo refused to agree to cut production, and Saudi Arabia naturally could not allow its market share to be occupied by Maoziguo. As a last resort, it could only fight by increasing production capacity.

Originally, the two sides negotiated to reach an agreement on production reduction to stabilize global oil prices, but now it has turned into Maoziguo increasing production by 200 million barrels per day, and Saudi Arabia increasing production by 300 million barrels per day.

The extra 500 million barrels of crude oil every day is already equivalent to the output of half of Maoziguo in the past, how amazing!

Before the king of Saudi Arabia made the decision to increase production, it could only be said that the energy war was on the verge of breaking out, but now it has already started. According to the current situation, OPEC member countries will not feel well, and they will inevitably follow suit and increase production, it just depends on how much the increase is.

Wu Qian's call ended, and Minister Ross's call also ended.

When the two returned to the dining table again, the word "absent-minded" was almost written on Minister Ross's face. Even though there was fine wine on the table, Minister Ross was not in the mood to taste it.

The content of the call he received just now was exactly the same as Wu Qian's, it was about the negotiation result between Maozi and Baipao.

Although he is not a big leader in the field of energy, the fluctuation of international crude oil prices will affect too many fields, such as chemical industry, refining, vehicle, military industry, etc., will have a very big impact, how can we take it lightly.

The bad news made him lose his appetite, and he even felt nauseous when he smelled delicious food, which is a precursor to anorexia.

Wu Qian pretended not to see, he smiled and said: "Minister Ross, I don't know when the handover of Devon Energy Group will start, and how are the preparations going?"

"Um……"

Minister Ross put on the napkin mechanically with both hands, agreed perfunctorily, then suddenly remembered the current situation, came back to his senses, and said, "Oh, Mr. Wu, do you mean Devon Energy Company? The directors over there have already started working Get ready and everything will go very well."

If the result of the negotiation is that Mao Ziguo agrees to cut production, then Wu Qian’s acquisition may be slightly blocked. After all, that would be good news for the US shale oil market. Unfortunately, things backfired, and reality ran counter to dreams.

Wu Qian waved his hand to signal the servant to pour the wine, he said: "Haha, this is really good."

Seeing Wu Qian's full of joy, Minister Ross even had a hint of dissuading Wu Qian from acquiring Devon Energy Company, because taking over a company that was destined to lose money might affect Wu Qian's next investment in the United States, so the gain outweighs the loss, but he Really can't say it.

"Minister Ross, try the wine I brought from Vaughan Romani from France, I hope you like it." Wu Qian said.

Minister Ross watched the light golden white wine poured into the glass, frowning in his heart. Even though he is as high and powerful as he is, he has only tasted Montrachet white wine three or five times in his life. It would be nice to have a quiet taste.

"Come on, Secretary Ross, cheers, and wish us a happy cooperation in the future."

Wu Qian raised his glass very boldly and extended it to Minister Ross who was [-] meters away.

The long dining table is very elegant, but it is not easy to really clink glasses. Even if Yao Ming and Garnett are sitting at the two ends, they can’t do it if they want to clink glasses.

However, just as Minister Ross raised his glass full of fine wine, his damn cell phone rang again.

Minister Ross stood up with a glass of wine in his hand, with an embarrassed expression on his face.

Wu Qian said very generously that it doesn't matter.

"Mr. Wu, I'm really sorry."

While talking, Minister Ross took out his mobile phone with the hand that was not holding the wine glass, intending to step aside to answer it, but just as he put the mobile phone to his ear, before he walked three meters away, the wine glass in his hand fell from his hand. slip on and off.

Bang.

The exquisite crystal wine glass fell on the carpet, and the mellow wine flowed out of the glass.

It is no exaggeration to say that this glass of wine can be exchanged for a Baoma [-]-series station wagon in the American football team. It is not a big deal to just spill it like this, because the carpet on the ground is more precious.

The huge carpet laid in the restaurant is a carpet specially ordered by the Morgan family from the LoomArt company in Turkey ten years ago. It is tailor-made according to the area of ​​the restaurant. The carpet of more than 380 square meters weighs [-] kilograms. Ten years ago, the price was [-]. It is a masterpiece that sixteen weaving masters took four years to complete!
Minister Ross looked at the wine stains at his feet, and was almost bored to death. What happened on the phone made him anxious, and he was also depressed when he accidentally soiled the luxurious carpet of his boss.

Just as Sartmuzzi thought, the news of the Saudi king's major decision spread almost instantly. Although the media had not had time to report it, Minister Ross, who was in a high position, had his news channel.

"I see……"

Minister Ross hung up the phone, tried his best to adjust his mood, turned his head and smiled embarrassedly: "Mr. Wu, I'm really sorry for staining the expensive carpet. I will order someone to clean it up tomorrow. That... suddenly there is an urgent matter. It needs to be dealt with, it's really... really..."

In fact, Wu Qian was also surprised. The first time Minister Ross lost his composure, he could tell that he must have known the result of the negotiation, but he didn't even hold the wine glass just now. The big man is so pale?
"What did Minister Ross say? He just spilled a little wine. It's not a problem, it's not a problem at all..."

While talking, Wu Qian stood up and walked towards Minister Ross, saying: "Although I really hope to have a good chat with Minister Ross, I am too embarrassed to interfere with official duties, but I didn't even eat a meal. Disrespectful."

Wu Qian knew that if it wasn't an extremely important matter, Minister Ross would not take the initiative to say goodbye at the first meal of the first meeting. This is because he didn't even drink a sip of wine, and the business has not even started!

The two walked towards the door together. Minister Ross waved his hands again and again, and said: "Mr. Wu is serious. It is not Mr. Wu who is rude, but me. Today is really... really... things are a little urgent, I waited In the past two days, I have specially invited Mr. Wu to dinner."

Several of Minister Ross' subordinates were sitting in the small dining room for dinner. Seeing the leader walk out of the dining room, they quickly stood up and wiped their mouths. They were full of doubts. Why did the dinner end just after it started?
They are better than the leaders, at least half of their stomachs are full of delicious food.

Wu Qian waved to Bauer and said, "Eating is nothing but work, work is the most important thing. Minister Ross, tell Bauer where you are going, and he will send you by helicopter."

Minister Ross originally planned to live on the Helios Island tonight, but he didn't expect his reception work to be anticlimactic. After repeatedly expressing his disrespect, Minister Ross and his party boarded the helicopter.

Chuck, the helicopter took off, and Wu Qian waved to Minister Ross and his party in mid-air.

In the blink of an eye, the helicopter flew towards the direction of Midtown New York, and disappeared into the half-dark night, leaving only the sound of the receding propellers reverberating in my ears.

They really came and went in a hurry, but it's a pity that Minister Ross, who was in a hurry, didn't even fill his stomach.

When the sound of the helicopter faded away and the tranquility returned to Helios Island, Rosalind walked up to Wu Qian with the tablet in one hand, and said, "Boss, I guess Minister Ross left in a hurry. related."

The corner of Wu Qian's eyes twitched slightly, and he took the tablet from Rosalind's hand and saw that there was a very brief text message from an authoritative media in the United States.

"Negotiations broke down and the King of Saudi Arabia decided to increase production by 300 million barrels per day."

"Haha, hahaha, let's go, let's go after dinner, everyone will eat together tonight, regardless of priority!"

Wu Qian laughed and walked towards the villa. Minister Biros had a sad face, while he had a happy face, but he didn't know that there were two people in London on the other side of the Atlantic Ocean who were going crazy waiting for orders.

(End of this chapter)