In his office, Pearson is gritting his teeth at a pistol.

Between hanging, swallowing guns, cutting his wrists, and poison, he chose to swallow a gun, which was also the easiest way to die. Just looking at the pistol in his hand, Pearson couldn't make up his mind.

But when he thought about the fact that the company had been in the red for several years, and that it was also heavily in debt...

"Forget it, now I have no way out but suicide..."

Thinking of this, Pearson trembled and reached out his pistol into his mouth, ready to close his eyes and say goodbye to this world.

At this time, Pearson didn't hear footsteps sounding outside the hallway, so...

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The first sound was when the office door was pushed open, because the wooden door hit the wall with too much force.

As for the second tone? Pearson was so frightened that the gun accidentally misfired, but fortunately the barrel did not reach into his mouth at that time, and his hand kept shaking, so the bullet only scratched a bloody mark on his face.

"Smack." The pistol fell to the ground, and Pearson collapsed.

After all, not everyone has the courage to commit suicide, everyone has thought about committing suicide, but how many can finally put it into action? The most important thing is that if the first suicide fails, it will be difficult to muster the courage to do the second.

"What are you doing, Mr. Pearson?"

Just when Pearson himself didn't know whether to cry or laugh, the secretary who pushed the door in looked at the bullet hole in the wall and the pistol that was still smoking on the ground, but he quickly screamed.

Hearing his secretary say this, Pearson, who was originally slumped in the chair, also jumped up and grabbed the secretary by the collar.

"What am I doing? What do you say I'm doing, you almost killed me, do you know!! ”

Hawkers, when the suicide failed and survived, Pearson's heart is now only afraid.

Although the secretary was a little overwhelmed by Pearson, he still struggled to break free of Pearson's hands.

"Huhuhu I'm in a hurry to inform you! ”

"What's the hurry, what can I do now?" said Pearson, who sat back in his chair in frustration.

Although he doesn't plan to commit suicide for the time being, think about the loss-making company and the debts that are high outside...

"Why did the shot just scratch my skin?" As he spoke, Pearson touched his face, and there was only a trace of blood on it...

Seeing Pearson's decadent appearance, as well as the pistol on the ground that was no longer smoking, the secretary was also anxious.

"No, Mr. Pearson, there's a Chinese out there looking for you."

"Chinese?" Pearson gave his secretary a strange look. "I don't owe the Chinese any money, what do they have to do with me?"

"It's not particularly clear yet, but it looks like they are planning to buy our company...", the secretary was going to step forward and pull Pearson up, and he knew as well as Pearson what the situation was with the Mexican Eagle, so after learning that someone was going to buy the Mexican Eagle, he hurried over.

It's just that at this time, Pearson didn't need a secretary to pull it at all, and he had already jumped up.

"Really? Where is it? ”

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Pearson was startled when he arrived at the VIP room, because when he walked into the VIP room, all six Chinese inside were pointing guns at him.

"Put the gun down." After making sure that only Pearson and his secretary were coming in, Yan Guang pinned the two shell guns back to his waist, and then motioned for Wang Er to put them down.

After seeing Yan Guang put away the gun, Pearson walked over with some surprise.

"What are you?"

Yan Guang sneered. "It's nothing, it's just that I just heard a gunshot, so I overreacted a little." As he spoke, Yan Guang glanced at Pearson. "You're Mr. Pearson, aren't you?"

"Who are you?" Although he blushed a little at the shot he had just taken, Pearson asked anyway.

"My surname is Yan, Yan Guang, and I am the boss of Huasheng Company." As he spoke, Yan Guang stretched out his hand. "Of course, you may not have heard of this company because it was just started."

Pearson just nodded, but when he sat down in front of Yan Guang, he had some other thoughts in his heart.

No matter how nice it may be, in the eyes of the vast majority of Westerners, China is still an uncivilized country, only better than countries like Africa, Iran and Thailand, and even worse than South American countries like Brazil.

At the same time, many foreign businessmen in China, the rumors of deceiving the Chinese as fat sheep have also flowed into Pearson's ears, for example, the Germans sold the Commission 1888 rifle as a Mauser rifle to the Chinese is a typical example of this...

So the Chinese businessman in front of him was like a fat sheep in Pearson's eyes.

However, just when Pearson was organizing words in his heart, thinking about how to cut a piece of meat on Yan Guang's body, make up for his past losses or even make a fortune, Yan Guang made Pearson's heart cool as soon as he spoke.

"I heard that Mr. Pearson's Mexican Eagle is about to go bankrupt?" Saying that, Yan Guang looked at Pearson's face with interest, of course, the bloodshot on his face did not let go, thinking of the gunfire that came from upstairs just now. "Mr. Pearson wasn't just playing with Gun Swallowing, was he?"

Looking at Pearson's pale face, Yan Guang laughed happily.

Of course, he didn't know what Pearson was doing just now, so he just made a little guess based on a series of clues, but looking at Pearson's face, it seemed that this guess was completely correct.

No way, who says there is only one truth?

"What the hell do you want..."

Looking at the short-haired Chinese devil, Pearson asked in a hoarse voice.

"I want to buy your land." Yan Guang is very honest.

"But I haven't found oil in Tampico for so many years, why did you buy this land?" was Pearson's biggest question.

Of course, it can't be said that Pearson didn't find any oil at all, but the oil field he found was the same as that of Pemex Dohanni, either a very poor quality of inferior crude oil, or a small oil well that could not self-inject, in this case, it was impossible to maintain a balance of payments, and could only fall into a state of loss.

After listening to Pearson's words, Yan Guang certainly couldn't tell him that he knew that there was oil under Tampico, but you didn't know why you hadn't found out.

So Yan Guang just shook his head. "If you want to make money, you always have to take risks, how big the risk is, how big the benefit is, as for why I want to buy your land, please forgive me for having nothing to say..."

Although some were unwilling to sell the land on which they were most likely to produce oil to a Chinese, Pearson bowed his head after struggling for a while.

Eventually, Yan Guang bought his land in Tampico from Pearson for $3 million and his drilling equipment for $500,000, leaving the Mexican Eagle company with only a few plots of land in other areas.

But Pearson wasn't without gains, at least the money could make up for his losses over the years, and at the same time allow him to pay off his debts.

After getting Pearson, Yan Guang negotiated with Dohanni's Petroleos Mexicanos, but compared to Pearson, Dohanni's Petroleos Mexicanos was in a much better situation, because he sold all the oil he produced as asphalt to pave roads, and several cities in Mexico today can be said to have the best roads in the world.

However, after all, no large oil fields have been discovered on Dohanni's land in Tampico, but Yan Guang's green dollars in his hands are real, and in the end, Yan Guang still bought his land in Tampico from Dohanni's hands at a price of one million dollars.

At this point, Tampico, the region with the largest oil reserves in Mexico, has completely belonged to Yanguang.

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