Rockefeller Jr. was still very interested in Yan Guang's proposal, so after suspending the meeting, he sent a telegram to the headquarters in New York, asking his father what he thought of the proposal.

After receiving the telegram, the old Rockefeller just summoned a few of his cadres out of a secret relationship, and when the cadres arrived in the conference room, the old Rockefeller handed the telegram to them and asked in a deep voice. "What do you think of this proposal?

Several people looked at each other, and then one of them nodded. "If it's only 20 years, it's good for us, I think we can say yes."

"That's right, and the Mexican axe is not to be feared, even if they want to nationalize the land," the other man smiled. We just need to change to an obedient political axe. ”

"That's right, it's a long-term profitable deal..."

Seeing the support of several of his cadres in every word, the old Rockefeller also nodded. "Since everybody agrees, let's do it," said the elder Rockefeller, touching his chin and thinking to himself. Why would this Chinese named Yan Guang put forward such a condition that was obviously unfavorable to him? ”

When Rockefeller Jr. received a telegram from New York, he smiled at Yan Guang, who was standing beside him. "Looks like I'm going to congratulate you, soon you're going to be a billionaire..."

"Billionaire? Isn't it nothing compared to standard oil? Yan Guang also smiled.

"Standard Oil?" Rockefeller Jr. shook his head, this business negotiation would indeed bring great benefits to Standard Oil, him and his father, but he understood that it would not be long before Standard Oil would be forcibly dismantled. And Standard Oil, which monopolizes the entire U.S. oil refining and transportation industry, will also disappear.

"By the way, I have something I want to ask you about." Just as little Rockefeller shook his head and sighed there, Yan Guang suddenly spoke.

"What's the matter?" Now Yan Guang is also a friend of Standard Oil, so if it is not too difficult to ask for Rockefeller, Rockefeller Jr. will not refuse.

"That's right." Yan Guang scratched his head. "Didn't you come by boat? If you can, can you take us with you when you leave? ”

Although after signing the agreement, the land of Tampico has nothing to do with Yan Guang, but...

This does not mean that those who did not get the land will not seek out their anger, especially those who feel that they have been fooled by Yan Guang, the Chinese. And if you want to go back to the United States by land, you have to cross at least half of Mexico and half of the United States, there are too many opportunities to kill their team of more than 30 people on the way, and there are many wounded, as for the waterway...

Although Tampico is also a port city, there are no ships to and from the United States, and if you want to take a ship back to the United States, you have to cross Mexico and then arrive on the other side of Mexico to take a boat, so the best way now is to take the ship that Rockefeller Jr. and they are on to go back together, so that at least the safety on the road is guaranteed.

And they died two people this time, although they were cremated on the spot because of the journey, but there were still five seriously injured and eight lightly injured inconvenient to move, so it would be best if there was a boat.

Little Rockefeller laughed when he heard this. "No problem, in that case, you can take the passenger ship I came back to New York tomorrow, and I will stay in Tampico for a few days." Little Rockefeller had no reason to refuse such a simple thing.

"In that case, thank you!"

"Don't be too polite." As he spoke, Rockefeller Jr. patted Yan Guang on the shoulder.

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The news of Yan Guang's Huasheng signing an agreement with Standard Oil soon spread, and those evil wolves who were eyeing Tampico did not expect that Standard Oil was obviously deeply involved in antitrust, and would actually make a kick in the matter of Tampico.

But now it's too late to say anything, for the behemoth of Standard Oil, even if they want to do anything, it is useless, and finally have to find Yan Guang, a Chinese, to vent their anger, intending to let him stay in Mexico forever, but when they were ready to attack Yan Guang, they found that these people had actually embarked on a journey back to the United States on a passenger ship.

However, before leaving, Yan Guang had recommended De Goorier to Rockefeller Jr., after all, the matter of the Mexican oil field had completely ended, and Yan Guang could not take De Gorell back to China to find oil.

Little Rockefeller just laughed at this, and then told Yan Guang that even if he didn't recommend De Gorear, he would invite him, after all, talents are rare in this world.

"Boss, we can finally go home this time..."Wang Er, who was still pinned to his waist with two shell guns, said, he was about to leave China for half a year, and he really wanted his new home in Sichuan.

"No, we're going to have to stay in New York for a while and we can't go back until we're done." Yan Guang shook his head.

"What else?" Wang Er really doesn't think much about staying abroad.

"Don't worry." Yan Guang patted Wang Er's shoulder. "I don't think it will take a week."

A few days later, the ferry arrived at the port in New York, where it was considered safe.

Although Yan Guang now feels that there will definitely be many people who hate themselves and grit their teeth, but the United States is not Mexico after all, and it is still impossible to do the thing of more than 20 people rushing in directly like when he was stationed in the station, at most it is to hire a few killers or something to carry out assassination.

Therefore, Yan Guang lived directly in the Standard Oil building in New York.

In this way, even if many people want to kill themselves, they can only look at the tower and sigh.

And living here can also allow those injured players to recuperate.

"Manager Lot, I'm going to trouble you in this matter." After moving into the building, Yan Guang said to a manager in his forties.

The manager named Lott smiled. "Rest assured, Mr. Rockefeller has commanded me to help you as much as I can."

The reason why Yan Guang wanted to stay in New York for a few days this time was to be able to recruit some retired German officials in New York.

It's May 1910, and there's still a little more than a year to go before the Road Protection Movement and the Xinhai Revolution, so there are some things that really need to be prepared, such as in terms of force.

But Zhao Erfeng is not the governor of other provinces, and his ability is definitely not comparable to those wine bags and rice bags, if he makes some big moves under his nose, it will only be a dead end. Therefore, this force is destined to be a small but very elite one.

It's just that now although Yan Guang has absolutely no problem with funds, there is no suitable candidate at hand, and although Yan Guang himself can't say that he doesn't know anything about military affairs, but...

So, Yan Guang thought of hiring some German instructors.

At least in this era, the combat effectiveness of the German Army is still the best in the world, although Germany did not get anything good in the two wars...

In Yan Guang's view, it is much better to invite some German instructors to train the unit he is about to form than to invite some retired officers of the New Army who can't even understand the coordination of infantry and artillery.

As for why he wanted to hire German instructors in New York instead of Shanghai, it was because New York was a financial city with a large number of people at this time, and as a white country, there were also many Germans who came here to pan for gold.

And there is also Standard Oil in New York to help, and the influence of Standard Oil is very terrifying, and this kind of thing can only be said to be a piece of cake for them.

"Wang Er, you have to study hard with those Germans next." For his No. 1 henchman, Yan Guang has always had high hopes.

"I understand, instructor." Wang Er, who understood a little, nodded.

“…… Wrong, it's the boss..."

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On the question of whether he will be slaughtered as a fat sheep after returning to China.

The agreement between Pig's Feet and Standard Oil is secret, so no one will know about it unless Standard Oil deliberately leaks it. In addition, Pig's Foot is a Chinese, so everyone will think that the agreement is a harsh kind.

At the same time, at the beginning of the twentieth century, information was backward, and it was very troublesome to confirm identity.

Last but not least, even if the identity of the pig's foot is determined, it will take a long time, and a year later there will be the Baolu Movement, and in a few months there will be the Wuchang Uprising, and it doesn't matter if it is known at that time.