December is the rainy season in Singapore, and a light rain envelops the Lion City.

In the gorgeous private restaurant on the 32nd floor of The Peninsula Excelsior Hotel, Li Yiji and Lu Jing laughed and talked while eating. Xu Yangcheng, Li Hongshen, Huang Qianer, Yu Le, and Kou Xiaoman were on the side.

"Mr. Lu, I had a good time last night, I heard Qian'er say, you also went to the casino to take a turn?"

"It's good. I enjoyed the night view of Singapore, and the people under the rule of the Singapore government lived and worked in peace and contentment, which made me envious. ”

Li Yiji smiled, "Mr. Lu is interested in buying a property in Singapore? ”

Lu Jing smiled and waved his hand, "It's a friend of mine who wants to run a high-end restaurant." I heard that Akaf Hill is in the hands of the Singapore Land Authority, I wonder if the Land Authority is interested in renting out Akaf Hills? ”

Li Yiji smiled slightly, "Of course I'm interested, the Land Management Bureau will have to pay for the maintenance fee if I keep it in my hands." As he spoke, he turned his head to Li Hongshen and said, "Hongshen, you go back and go with Mr. Lu's friend." Try to get a good rent. ”

"Okay, third uncle." Li Hongshen smiled modestly: "Brother Lu, I will trouble you to introduce your friend to me in a while." ”

Xu Yangcheng almost wanted to cover his face with his hands. My deep youth, Lu Jing said that he was a friend, do you really believe it, obviously he fell in love with Akaf Villa.

Li Yiji smiled. He sees things from a different perspective than Xu Yangcheng, and this cousin should be able to help him do things after graduating from the National University of Singapore. This kind of humble posture can easily win people's favor in interpersonal interactions.

Lu Jing nodded with a smile, and said without changing his face: "I'll go back and I'll let Yuqi follow you to go through the formalities." ”

Kou Xiaoman almost burst into laughter, and Lu Jing's face was quite thick. Ear next to Yu Le said, "What's the situation?" ”

Yu Le took out his mobile phone and spelled a line of words: Li Yiji and Lu Jing met, and they couldn't help but pay a price. How can Lu Jing be seen casually? It's called an appetizer.

At the dinner table, there were a few people from all over the world. Kou Xiaoman was very interested in Yu Le's words. snatched his mobile phone and spelled: "Then the little sweet girl on the other side is what Li Yiji used to public relations Lu Jing?" She can't compare to Sister Jingwen. ”

Yu Le said with a smile: "Jingwen's appearance and temperament are stunning. This and that can be compared. Although Huang Qianer is a mixed-race beauty, sexy and hot, she is obviously inferior to Jingwen's elegant and elegant famous lady's temperament and bright appearance.

Kou Xiaoman glared at Yu Le dissatisfied, "What do you mean, the old love is over?" ”

I'll go. Yu Le couldn't wait to seal his mouth with adhesive tape, but as soon as he was proud, he said that he had leaked his mouth. His favorite woman templates, one is Ding Ling, and the other is Mo Jingwen. However, his current girlfriend is Kou Xiaoman. Brutal Trumpet MM.

"Xiaoman, I'm interested in Jingwen, but she's not interesting to me. Love hasn't started yet, where is the old love gone? Yu Le hurriedly explained.

Kou Xiaoman's temperament is very rude, but his gentleness is enough to make him intoxicated, and his temperament and preferences are very compatible with him. Dance, club, and he has a very tacit understanding. The mouth, breasts, hands, and buttocks have all been enjoyed by him. He couldn't let go of this feeling.

Lu Jing noticed the entanglement between Yu Le and Kou Xiaoman around him, and couldn't help but smile slightly, these two are standard happy enemies. He is now very optimistic about the future of Yu Le and Kou Xiaoman's relationship.

Eaten. Li Yiji said: "Qian'er, Hongshen, you and Miss Kou go for a cup of tea." ”

"Okay, uncle (third uncle)." Li Hongshen and Huang Qianer agreed. Kou Xiaoman is also a person with transparent eyebrows. Knowing that Lu Jing and they were going to talk about business, they left with the county lord of the Li family in Singapore, Baylor, laughing and leaving.

After the three of them left, Li Yiji smiled and said, "Mr. Lu." You probably know a little bit about my purpose today. President Muto of Mitsui & Co. has some new ideas that I would like to communicate with you. He hopes to join forces with Hehua to go long WTI oil futures. ”

Lu Jing was stunned, and Muto was thick-skinned. I'm still thinking about cooperation. He smiled and said, "Minister Li." Forget about the cooperation. I can't trust Mitsui. Minister Li, you haven't spoken to President Muto on the phone today, have you? According to Hehua's calculations, on last night's New York trading day, Mitsui & Co. had to pay at least $150 million. ”

"I really haven't been in touch with him today." Li Yiji smiled bitterly, he understood what Lu Jing meant, Muto Shunzhao didn't have the heart to "play tricks" now, and the deposit of 150 million US dollars was enough to kill Muto Shunzhao.

Xu Yangcheng gave Li Yiji a step, changed the topic and asked: "Mr. Lu, WTI oil prices are going to fall in the near future?" ”

Lu Jing was willing to admit that he could manipulate oil prices, and smiled: "I can't say for sure." Oil prices have fallen more than 3% for the second day in a row, and maybe they will reverse tonight. Doesn't the Wall Street Journal have an analysis? ”

Xu Yangcheng didn't believe it, knowing that he couldn't get the news from Lu Jing's mouth, so he laughed twice.

Li Yiji tasted the tea gently, and the fragrant tea tasted tasteless in his mouth. He thought about how to deal with Hehua, so that he could not offend Lu Jing, but also not offend Mitsui and Goldman Sachs, and he was very worried for a while.

Lu Jing ate a watermelon, wiped his hands with a wet towel, and asked, "Minister Li, it seems that the acquisition of Singapore oil by the Fourth Petroleum Singapore Company is still under the approval of your government, do you think there is any hope for it?" ”

Li Yiji was silent and paused for a while before saying, "Mr. Lu, let me go and see the progress." Whether it will work out or not, I can't guarantee. ”

Mitsui & Co.'s liquidation is estimated to be a foregone conclusion. He wants to see the follow-up trend, if Mitsui's voice in Singapore's petrochemical industry declines, then the acquisition of Singapore oil by Fourth Petroleum Singapore will be unhindered.

But if Mitsui & Co. can still hold on, he will not sell Lu Jing's face.

Lu Jing nodded with a smile, thinking about Chen Jiulin's evaluation of Li Yiji: If you don't see a rabbit, you won't scatter an eagle.

This kind of character can also be called cunning. However, if it is placed on the heir of the Li family, it will seem too small. The political layout is a strategic layout, and the winner is the present, and the loss is the future.

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Tokyo, Japan. In the suburbs, in the manor of the Nagai family.

In the warm room, Shizuka Nagai wore a pink cherry blossom kimono and knelt respectfully on the ground. Directly opposite sat an old man in black on his knees on the tatami mat. Lean. On the side sat a man in a white kimono.

"Uncle, Mitsui & Co.'s vice president, Shunsho Muto, asked me for help. He was defeated by Hehua in the international crude oil futures market. He didn't scrape together the $164 million margin tonight. The accounts of affiliated companies such as Mitsui Petroleum, Mitsui & Co., Sumitomo Mitsui Banking Corporation and Bank of Singapore will be forcibly liquidated by the New York Stock Exchange. The total loss will be $1.165 billion. ”

Nagai Shizuka saluted the old man and said respectfully.

Muto Shunzhao asked her for help on the phone. Previously. He had already tried to find understanding with Hehua, but he had failed to seek funds from Jierun. She had previously had a tacit cooperation agreement with Shunzhao Muto, providing the support of senior Mitsui executives for his murder of the key person Zhong Sibo.

Kuniji Nagai's thin face was expressionless, and he gently turned his head like a stiff tree, looking at his son, "Ningji, what do you think?" ”

Nagai Ninji was about to make a statement in front of his father, and talked eloquently, "I think Shizuka should accept Muto Shunzhao's request." Muto Shunzhao has a lot of influence within Mitsui & Co., and is in charge of the Mitsui Foundation's business in Singapore. Shizuka, if there is his support..."

After his son finished speaking at length, Kuniji Nagai was noncommittal and asked, "Shizuka, what is your opinion?" ”

A sly and coquettish smile appeared on Nagai Shizuka's face, and she bowed her head and saluted, "Uncle, I listen to your decision. ”

Kuniji Nagai laughed out loud. "Haha, haha, haha. Okay, I have a successor to the Nagai family. He said. looked at his son with disdain, "Keep someone else's position, so what if you have your own position?" ”

Nagai Ningji was stunned by the scolding. Kind of understood.

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Singapore.

Muto Shunzhao waited anxiously for Shizuka Nagai's reply, and the night was dark outside the window. It's almost 22:45 again. A new trading day is about to begin. His $164 million bond has not yet been secured.

"President Muto..."Keisuke Miura hurriedly came in from outside the office, "President Muto." It's already 22:30. Traders are already in place..."When will the funds be in place?"

"Wait, there will be no problem." Muto said slightly tiredly, and repeated, "Well, there won't be a problem. "It's like I'm holding up my confidence.

Not surprisingly, Li Yiji fed back the news of Lu Jing's refusal to cooperate. Jierun's side itself was also in a situation of liquidation, and there was no capital for him to turnover. The nearly $1 billion he had previously invested in oil futures had depleted his liquidity.

In desperation, he had to ask Shizuka Nagai for help. Shizuka Nagai is the vice president of Sumitomo Mitsui Banking Corporation in Hong Kong, and she has the ability to mobilize five or six billion yuan. In addition, the Nagai family is a powerful member of the Mitsui Foundation.

If the Nagai family is willing to intervene, he can survive until the day when oil prices rise. Clark Monroe is trying to lobby Goldman Sachs partners to pull up oil prices. Oil prices are expected to rise by January next year at the latest. Today is December 16th.

Keisuke Miura's heart trembled, and listening to President Muto's tone, it seemed that there was little hope.

When he was relatively speechless, the sound of "Da Da" high heels came from far and near, and Miko, who was wearing a black office uniform and skirt, walked in quickly, panting and said, "President Muto, the funds have arrived..."

"Yo Xi, that's great, haha..."Muto laughed and jumped up from the chair behind his desk, his body was vigorous, and he continued to circle excitedly.

Keisuke Miura, who was sitting on the hospitality sofa, let out a long sigh of relief, leaned back on the sofa, covered his face with his hands, and muttered softly. Narrowly escaped death, President Nagai's funds came too timely.

The office double-row chandelier glows brightly at night. Muto Shunzhao walked back and forth, and it was obvious that as long as Shizuka Nagai made a move, even if the oil price continued to fall in the next half month, he was sure that Mitsui could withstand it.

"Miko, go get me some dinner, oh, wait, and a pot of sake." Muto Shun instructed the assistant Miko, but suddenly, he found that the assistant didn't move at all, but looked like he wanted to speak and stopped, "What's the matter, Miko?" ”

Miko stubbornly said, "President Muto, the funds are only 50 million US dollars. ”

"What?" Keisuke Miura bounced up from the sofa and put his hands on Miko's shoulders in a faux puff, "Why is it only $50 million?" The margin we need to pay is $164 million. ”

He couldn't believe it.

Miko said timidly, "There are only so many. Absolutely true. ”

"Ahh (To be continued......)