Heavy oil investment is not well-known in the investment world. But those who are familiar with it know that this is a ruthless company.

They rarely miss what they fancies. Whether it's a trick or a trick, they will get their hands on it.

In the office of the board of directors of Heavy Oil Investment, a group of directors of Heavy Oil Investment are holding a celebration party.

"Gentlemen, please allow me to introduce our company's latest and largest investment in history, the oil university!" a middle-aged man with a big back combed his hair stood elegantly in front of the projector and brandished a laser pointer.

A big promotional video is playing on the projector, which is produced by Zhou's Technology Company.

"I believe you are already familiar with the role of oil, so I will not repeat it. Now I want to focus on the fact that the oil is completely ours!"

The man with the big back took the lead in applauding, and the board members stood up and agreed. He pressed his hand, and the directors fell silent again.

"You may be concerned about how much our company spent on this project!" the man with the big back paused with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Zhao, don't sell it! This project is worth tens of billions, even if it costs one billion or eight billion, it's worth it!" shouted a director.

"Don't say it's one billion and eight billion, even if it costs tens of billions, I support you to take it down! After all, it may start an energy revolution!" another director took over.

"Lao Wang's words are good, my news tells me that the above is already investigating. Once the performance of the oil is determined, it will most likely be included in the next batch of 863 plans!"

All the directors took a breath of cool air when they heard this. The 863 Program is the country's highest science and technology development plan.

The projects that can enter the 863 Program are all high-tech research projects in the country and even the world. As long as the oil is greatly entered into the 863 plan, not to mention the market value of tens of billions, the market value of 100 billion yuan and the market value of trillions of dollars are not impossible.

"Lao Wang's news is very well-informed!" the man named Mr. Zhao laughed, "I also received news in this regard." But everyone guessed wrong, and the price I paid for this project was almost... Zero!"

Boom, the conference room was a sensation. The directors looked incredulous.

"I know you don't believe it, after all, Sequoia Capital, Qingyun Venture Capital, and IDG, which are well-known in the investment world, are also participating in the competition. But we have one advantage that they don't have, and that's all of you. The energy of everyone here adds up, even if it is a provincial feudal official, they have to take a detour. ”

The directors all smiled smugly when they heard this, and indeed the background of each of them was not simple.

"Anyway, with a little bit of means, this priceless project is ours. I have more good news for you. Just yesterday, I have won the approval for the production of oil and the sales channels of several major oil majors. In other words, the oil is about to be mass-produced and make money for us!"

There was a round of applause in the conference room. The oil is so against the sky, you can think with your toes that they will make a lot of money in a hurry. As for what shady means Mr. Zhao used, they didn't care at all.

"Half of the credit for the company's success today goes to Mr. Zhao, and I suggest champagne!" one of the directors stood up and proposed.

Mr. Zhao waved his hand, "It's all everyone's credit, I'm just showing up." Champagne is a must, celebrate the billions of dollars you are about to make!"

All the directors laughed heartily, a lot of money doesn't bite their hands, let alone so much money. Mr. Zhao's secretary, Secretary Xiong, stopped recording when he saw this, and walked out of the conference room quickly to get champagne.

In less than a moment, he hurriedly returned to the conference room, and said to Mr. Zhao in his ear, "Mr. Zhao, Xiaopi has been killed!"

"What?" Mr. Zhao didn't care about the champagne and exclaimed, "When is it?"

"Yesterday night. ”

"Has the murderer been caught?"

"Nope!"

"Do you know who did it?"

"I heard from the witnesses, the murderer's name is Zhou Xing!"

Zhou Xing: Isn't that the inventor of oil? Mr. Zhao frowned slightly. I didn't expect this little ant to dare to resist, I really don't know whether to live or die!

"Mr. Zhao, is something happening?" a director leaned over and asked.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Mr. Zhao replied with a smile, "Let's celebrate!"

He turned his head and instructed Secretary Xiong unhappily, "Let the police handle the murder of the murderer, you bring the champagne and glasses first, don't spoil the directors!"

Secretary Xiong answered. Within a few seconds, Secretary Xiong went and returned. Mr. Zhao looked frightened when he saw him raising his hands high, but his hands were empty, which had already aroused anger.

What are you doing when everyone gathers for victory? Mr. Zhao has already decided to expel this unlucky guy.

Before he could finish speaking, a young man walked out from behind him.

The young man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he looks good. To the horror of Mr. Zhao and the other directors, he was carrying a gun in his hand.

"Who are you? Do you know where this is? Get out!" Mr. Zhao commanded condescendingly.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Zhou Xing, I am the inventor of oil and the chairman of Zhou's company. Zhou Xing took out a pack of cigarettes and lit it, and slowly spit out a smoke ring, which was full of force.

"If I didn't know where this is, I wouldn't have come!" Zhou Xing waved his pistol, "Everyone squatted under the projector and took out their mobile phones!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Secretary Xiong was really obedient, and he squatted under the projector with his head in his hands. All the directors looked disdainful, this little bear is a real bear!

"Hmph, with a dead mouse in your waist pretending to be a hunter, you want to scare us with a prop gun, really haven't we ever played with a gun?" a director in his thirties scolded loudly as he slapped the table.

Zhou Xing turned the muzzle of the gun and pulled the trigger. After a crisp gunshot, the director, who had just slapped the table, found himself with a bloody hole in his chest in disbelief.

It's a real gun! His pupils dilated in an instant, and he fell headlong. The director next to him quickly held his hand. It's a pity that the part where he was shot was in the chest, and he was already out of breath and intake in less, and he was about to return to the west.

"Who else doesn't believe it?" Zhou Xing looked around, and the people who saw it were terrified, for fear that this outlaw would shoot if he didn't agree with him.

The director who sat the farthest was only more than ten meters away from Zhou Xing, which meant that everyone was under the deterrence of Zhou Xing's gun. Only then did they stand up in shock, took out their mobile phones and threw them on the conference table, and squatted under the projector one by one.

Another director hilariously took out his wallet and signaled that Zhou Xing could take it casually. His wallet was very large, and in addition to various cards, there was also a thick wad of money, about tens of thousands of yuan.

"Paralyzed, I actually treated the comedian as a begging for food, killed!" the system was furious.

The system has spoken, and it is necessary to give face after all. Zhou Xing pulled the trigger, and the director who was in charge of the funny fell down. A large bloody hole in his upper abdomen and his dead eyes reminded the people in the conference room that this man was a murderer!

A director moved, he yelled, and rushed towards Zhou Xing.

Khan, Zhou Xing hurriedly opened fire, but he missed! He let the attacker attack, flew up and kicked him in the head, kicking him upside down, smashing the chairs in the conference room crookedly.

The director who attacked Zhou Xing struggled to get up, his mouth covered in blood. Bang, Zhou Xing made up two shots, and now he was finally dead.

Zhou Xing's two shots and this kick shocked everyone. The careful thoughts they had been eager to try were now extinguished. Some are just the fear of death.

"I killed three people just now, do you know why?" Zhou Xing asked in a pretended manner when he saw that they were no longer resisting.

No one answered him, and the scene was very awkward. "The first one, I don't believe that this gun is real, damn it! The second one, treat Lao Tzu as a person who asks for food, damn it! Lao Tzu is worth 20 million or 30 million, will he ask for food? Hehe... The third, dare to resist Lao Tzu, damn it!"

Zhou Xing's words shocked these directors again. Everyone here is worth at least a billion yuan, and you are embarrassed to say that you are not asking for food for 20 or 30 million? But thinking of these billionaires dying at the hands of this poor ghost, everyone is a little sad.

"One of these three men is the grandson of the commander, one is the nephew of the minister, and the other is—" one of the directors reminded weakly with his head in his hands.

Smack, before he finished speaking, Zhou Xing shot again. The director of the collapsed with a shocked face, and he didn't know why he was shot when he was dying.

"Do you know how this died? Too much talk!" Zhou Xing fired two more shots at his corpse in disgust, "In my eyes, you are nothing!"

It's a madman! The people in the room who are still alive are really scared. Rather mess with the king of Hades, don't mess with the madman. The king of Hades is still sensible, and the madman is afraid of madness.

"Very good, which one is Mr. Zhao?" Zhou Xing sat in the corner of the conference table and raised his gun.

"Him!" Secretary Xiong held his head in one hand and pointed to a man with a big back in the other.