Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Big Event

Bakker and Obersdorf were coaches to Jonas and they were also invited to attend the Jonas family's party.

Although they were once World Champions and have some fame, they seem a little out of place compared to the people who are at the party today.

Young people don't play with them, and most of their peers are billionaires, and the social status gap between the two sides is huge.

So the two of them kept a low profile, drinking wine in the woods and watching everyone have fun.

Obersdorf raised his glass and said, "Bakkel, take a look." This is a wine made by hand by a master winemaker, and the grapes grown by themselves are absolutely free of any pesticides and chemical fertilizers. If it is sold, it will definitely cost more than 100 Swiss francs, but in this home, it can be used as a hospitality wine for parties. ”

"Money doesn't speak for itself!"

"Yes. But Jonas, who was born into such a family, doesn't need to train hard for a medal, that's the reality. ”

Buckle has finished his two-month part-time job at the training gym, but he has not yet decided whether to return to Ross Academy.

He will take Jonas to WYN tomorrow to watch the 45th World Fencing Championships and try to convince Jonas to go professional.

If Jonas was willing to take the path of specialization, he would have made up his mind to resign from Ross College.

Obersdorf had no hope in this, believing that Jonas was gifted, but too rich to live would make him comfortable.

Although Jonas is training actively, it is because of his interest, and if he really takes the path of professional sports and falls into difficult and monotonous training, no one knows how long his interest will be maintained.

A whoop caught their attention, and Jonas, wearing only a pair of swim trunks, bounced twice at the end of the plank, jumping head down and into the water in a standard fish jump.

"You see, Jonas is not only talented in fencing, he also has a lot of potential in swimming, and, as far as I know, Lucerne Football Club has always wanted him to be a goalkeeper and has reserved his place in competitions every year," Obersdorf added. ”

Buckle exclaimed, "No!"

Jonas was registered as a footballer at the age of twelve, which is normal in Switzerland, where there are more than 300,000 registered footballers out of more than 6 million people.

It is not unusual for a registered athlete to be registered, but it is unusual that the team is willing to reserve a place for him.

However, he quickly figured it out and said gloomily: "I remembered that Lucerne Football Club is the property of the Kostlerstadhardt family, and they have been good friends since childhood. ”

Obersdorf didn't know Kostler, but the training hall where he worked was right next to the Lucerne club, a short walk from the team's training grounds, and he knew a lot about the club.

"Football has a bigger audience and more fun than fencing, so it's almost impossible to get Jonas to go professional. ”

Buckle sighed heavily and shook his head in disappointment, but he still didn't want to give up.

Jonas leapt from the water to the surface and swam to the nearby wooden trestle. On the trestle, Neuer was waiting there with a towel. "Brother Jonas, give you a towel. ”

"Thank you, Neuer. Jonas took the towel, wiped his hair, and asked, "Why don't you go and play a killing game with the Larnaca women?"

"They're too naΓ―ve to play with them. ”

Paller jumped off the springboard, and her movements rivaled those of a professional diver, earning applause from the crowd.

Jonas and Neuer joined the crowd in clapping, and Paler, who came out of the water, smiled smugly, waved to the applause, and swam to the pier.

Jonas reached out and pulled her up, smiling, "Parler, you can go to the Olympic trials at your level." ”

"I went, but I didn't make it. Parler found his towel from the railing, wiped his face and said, "Neuer, stay away from this guy, he's too dangerous for you." ”

Neuer pursed his lips and said without hesitation: "I am troubled that he never wants to look at me. ”

Palehaha laughed and quipped, "Teach you a way, don't go home tonight, strip naked and sleep in his bed." ”

Neuer was ashamed and said arrogantly: "Sister Parler, you are too bad. ”

Happy times always pass quickly, and the party that started in the morning became more and more popular after noon.

Many friends who heard the news came uninvited, and they even brought their own friends, so that the number of people in the party exceeded 100.

Almost all around Lake Lucerne are visited by children from wealthy families.

Depending on their age, the young people were divided into small groups and enjoyed the party.

As the host, Jonas greets his friends from time to time, and cares about whether the drinks, drinks, and snacks are enough.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, he felt a little tired, and lay down on the chaise longue under the big tree at the door, and took a nap.

The phone rang again, and Brino, the bodyguard on duty in the room, picked up the phone and hurried downstairs after a while.

Jonas asked, "Who is coming over again?"

Brino shook his head and said, "No, no one is coming. I'm going to find Yannick. ”

Seeing his serious expression, Jonas asked, "What's the matter?"

He walked briskly towards the lake, only to turn back and say a word. "At 10 a.m., the Amenian Ministry of Justice officially announced that Mr. Macridge was wanted. ”

Although Jonas had already known about this, his heart suddenly became much heavier when he heard the news.

Makridge is officially wanted, which means the end of an era and the beginning of an even more insane era.

The world oil market, until the seventies, was monopolized by the Seven Sisters. Oil-producing countries have a monopoly on resources, they have a monopoly on technology and trade.

Oil is not a commodity, but a weapon.

From the seventies, Macridge began to lay out in the oil market.

Their main mode of trading was to take advantage of the desperate need for capital in Eastern European or Third World countries, where Richie and his disciples lent money to cash-strapped companies in exchange for the right to buy their minerals.

As oil production in Alaska and the North Sea declines, more and more oil supplies come from the most corrupt or unstable regions in the world.

Given international sanctions, embargoes, anti-bribery, and counter-terrorism, large U.S. oil companies are afraid to trade with these regions.

But that's when these traders make a lot of money.

Rich and his disciples founded tens of thousands of companies, dozens of which were founded by Rich himself.

They use "front" companies to cover the deal, and a barrel of oil, probably still underground, has already been sold.

After an oil tanker departs from the port, it may change dozens of trading partners.

Rich's biggest role was not in the amount of money these companies made, but in building a network of the most powerful, informal, independent mineral traders in the world.

He has done this mainly by funding the creation of subsidiaries and new companies around the world for decades, as well as training traders who have already set up shop.

Rich was a businessman and the coach and godfather of countless oligarchic regimes.

He was known for his ability to build power at the top, and his phone calls could reach almost all diplomats and energy ministers, as well as presidents and strongmen.

Although Rich no longer owns a stake in most of these business organizations, his efforts have led to the formation of a worldwide network of transactions.

As the founder of this network, he has an astonishing social status. I don't know how many presidents of small countries are lining up to meet him.

Armenia wanted him for "tax evasion", but the real reason was that he was doing business with Armenian sanctioned Persia, and his presence threatened Armenia's monopoly on oil.

For example, in the past, oil development in the Middle East countries was monopolized by the Seven Sister Companies, whether it was Saudi Arabia, the United Arab Emirates, or Iraq, they did not have the technology to produce oil.

However, through the layout of transactions in this market, Macridge has formed a number of oil technical service providers, which can help these countries produce oil.

With these companies, Saudi Arabia and other countries immediately nationalized the oil, and all the rights and interests belonged to themselves, instead of the seven sister companies earning more than half of the profits as before.

In September 1960, representatives of Iran, Iraq, Kuwait, Saudi Arabia and Venezuela met in Baghdad and decided to unite against Western oil companies and safeguard the interests of oil revenues.

But 73 years ago, OPEC was established more than ten years ago, but it was still choked by the throat of the Seven Sisters and had to swallow its anger.

The exploration, exploitation and sale of the world's oil is almost entirely controlled by the Western oil monopoly. The consequence of this monopoly control is that the developed countries of the West reap super-profits, while the oil-producing countries receive only a few benefits.

And in turn, Western countries also have oil as a weapon, which in turn controls oil-producing countries.

In 73, after acquiring the technology for oil production, the Arab oil-producing countries united and used oil weapons to attack their opponents through production cuts, embargoes, and price increases, leading to the "shock wave" of the first oil crisis.

Since then, OPEC oil producers have taken advantage of the victory, nationalizing the oil industry in part or in whole by expropriating assets and gradually increasing their shares.

The oil is produced by itself, and Macridge's goal is half achieved, because the oil of these countries can only be sold through him.

And now Armenia has finally begun to deal with Macridge, which also represents the future world oil market, which has truly entered the era of chaos.

Even if Macridge is not in business himself, as long as he controls this trading network, he is still one of the most powerful people in the world.

Jonas from later generations knows that until decades later, there is still no one in this world who can compare to Macridge, who is the real king of oil and the overlord of the underground.