At a time when the European powers were concerned about the Bosnian crisis, and Bulgaria's independence sparked tensions between him and Ottoman Turkey. Eder is also monitoring the situation, but Romania is weak and does not have much of an impact on the situation. Therefore, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can only continue to work hard to develop Romania's national strength and lay a good foundation for the next World War.

Now, after three years, the Ploiesti oil field is finally fully completed. Now Eder is led by Standard Oil representative Smith and Mayor Karaturi to tour the completed refinery area.

Looking at the towering factory, Eder said to the red-glowing Smith on his left. "When I first came three years ago, it was still an empty field, and you were yelling at your workers to work, and it felt like yesterday."

In the face of the praise of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, Smith said solemnly. "All of this is thanks to the help of Mayor Laturi, especially last winter, when there was a shortage of manpower, which seriously affected the progress of the project, and it was the mayor who helped us to gather the people to do the work to ensure that we could finish on time."

Smith was also a fairy-through man, knowing that the factory had a close relationship with local officials in order to survive.

About last winter's lack of manpower. This is a group of local ruffians who often harass the construction of the factory, so they make some small moves, and according to the law, the police cannot arrest them due to lack of evidence. Smith didn't want to disturb the crown prince because of this little thing, so he gave a little money and sent away.

Who knew that last winter, this group of ruffians burst with self-confidence, and suddenly the lion opened his mouth to make a profit. When Smith refused, he ran to the workers' homes and threatened them that they could not go to work. Smith approached Mayor La Touri for help, and the mayor ordered the arrest of all the ruffians on the grounds of threatening their lives, and sentenced them to five years of hard labor. They also have a part in the completion of this refinery.

Eder also knows about this matter, there are such a group of brainless people anywhere, and they only need to be educated, and I believe that after this group of people work hard, those who can live will be shrewd.

Edel said as he stood in the middle of the refinery, looking at the buildings around him. "This is the charm of industry, and only industry can make Romania stronger."

"Your Highness is very right in saying that only by relying on industry can our people become rich." Mayor Karaturi was the first to speak out in support of the crown prince. Karaturi's words were like a starting pistol, and then everyone spoke. "Yes" "That's right, if you want to be strong, you need industry." "Your Highness's words are very reasonable."

This made Edel a little helpless, just a sigh of his own can also attract a wave of popularity. However, the crown prince knew that this kind of thing was inevitable with the passage of time, and after three years of understanding, now the officials gradually figured out the habits of the crown prince, and knew that Eder was bent on strengthening the industry, and he also valued his subordinates with ability.

But the habits of the officials will not change just because there is one more Eder, and the current touting is harmless, as long as they are sober, there is no problem. Edel ignored the group of officials and asked Smith beside him. "I heard that Mr. Smith is going to be transferred back to the U.S. headquarters."

"Yes, Your Highness, I only found out yesterday."

"Mr. Smith, in fact, you are also a department manager when you go back to the United States, and you can jump out and become the general manager of an oil company." Eder extended an invitation to Smith, who was surprised. He was a little overwhelmed by the two pieces of good news that came out of nowhere.

"Your Highness's news is too sudden for me, and I have a hard time choosing." Smith's stumbling sermon to Prince Eder.

Edel said as he looked at Smith, who was a little embarrassed. "Mr. Smith, you sometimes think about what I would do if I were an executive officer of the company. You must know that it will take at least 10 years for you to reach the decision-making level at Standard Oil. And there's a whole bunch of corporate resistance that will make you spend a lot of time cleaning up. The new company does not have this problem and can operate exactly according to its own understanding. ”

Faced with the tempting topic of the crown prince, Smith still has a hard time parting. "Your Highness, can you let me think about it?" Eder knew that it was almost the same, and it was all smart people who would lose the effect if they talked too much.

"Okay, I'll wait for your news."

"I won't keep His Highness waiting."

Eder was in such a hurry to find an oil company executive, mainly because the previous executive was too incompetent. It caused a miasma in the Romanian oil company, all kinds of office politics, and bloated personnel, which gave Eder a headache.

If you want to find one outside, Smith, the representative of Standard Oil in Romania, came into the crown prince's sight. Knowing the workings of oil companies, knowing the problems of Romanian oil companies, and most importantly, being very competent. Originally wanted to check on Smith, who had made him do a good job, and Standard Oil wanted to transfer him back to headquarters. So Eder could only tell Smith in advance, who was now the most suitable for the Romanian oil company.

It was dark and Smith returned to his residence, a small two-story building climbed by vines, and Smith lived on the second floor. The room consisted of simple furniture, and on one side of the wall was a large bookshelf with neatly stacked books. Standing on the edge of the bookshelf, you can see that the rough edges of the corners of these books are obviously often read by the owner.

Smith walked up and down the shelves, contemplating Edel's words today, comparing the superiority of the two jobs. 'Back at Standard Oil, you can work your way up in the biggest oil companies and have the opportunity to take the helm of this trust. In Romanian oil, you can now control the situation by yourself. ’

On one side is the present, and on the other side is the future. Smith didn't know the choice, and he slowly stopped, as if he had made a decision. Smith pulled out a two-lei coin. "The front is to go back to the United States, and the back is to stay in Romania, let God arrange all this."

Smith tossed the coin in his hand, which tumbled in midair and fell onto the soft carpet, the Romanian text on the back of his eye. Smith thought to himself, God wants me to stay.

Early the next morning, Smith, dressed neatly suited, came to the crown prince's lodgings and spoke to the guards at the door. "Please inform His Highness Smith of the visit." "Wait a minute." Eder, who had received the report from the guards, was discussing the latest news in Bosnia with the chief of the guard.

"Lead him to the living room and I'll come down at once." The guards ushered Smith into the living room, and Edel straightened his outfit and walked slowly down the stairs, looking at Smith's smiling face. "Mr. Smith, you brought good news, didn't you?" Smith took off his hat and bowed before speaking. "Your Highness, your recognition of my ability has greatly touched Zaixia. It is the privilege of my life to be the President of PetroRomania. ”