There are all sorts of stories in oil.

Failure, success, luck, misery, there is never a half-chance in this business, either success or failure, and thus half the chance of success will explode in an instant as oil gushes nearly 100 feet from the top of the rig.

"We've got oil!"

Ji Li, who was napping in the mansion in the city, was awakened, jumped up, got into a carriage escorted by the bodyguards, and rushed to the oil well outside the city.

The scattered natives near the drilling put on their coats and rushed into the twilight crowded with people.

Anglo-Mexican oil has been found on its rigs, and it has found enough oil to wake up all of Mexico, enough to make the earth shake. The rig is a magnet that draws all life forms towards it. Why? Because oil is more than just a commodity like cocoa powder, nickel or iron. Oil is the fuel. It's warmth, it's power, it's light. In fact, it's fairly close to life itself – the second thing in the world after money. And here it was, surging outward, rushing into the sky, and then slamming down on the ground a hundred and twenty feet or more.

The faces of the people facing the wind, their beards, and their hats shone with this beautiful black spray. No one minds. Children and adults alike ran forward to wet their heads and stretched out their hands to catch the precious liquid. Near the rig, a man even knelt under the oil fountain, bare his chest, raised his head to meet the gushing black rain, and then fell as if by magic.

And this person is Zhang Zhipeng, at this moment, he finally understands why in the oil industry, there are so many people to follow, there will be so many stories, not just because he is wealth.

It's not even like winning the lottery; It's even more exciting than the lottery. Anyone can buy a lottery ticket if they win the lottery. The lottery is just a matter of luck. Everyone buys a lottery ticket. A certain percentage of people will have good luck. As long as he persists long enough, he will definitely get his luck.

This is not the case with oil. It's like being hit by God's finger. And God doesn't just give someone a check with a few zeros written on it, it's a gift for a person, a real person, a strong and shrewd person, to make him profitable. The lucky ones are the ones who own the land here that night, any land.

Overnight, they will become millionaires in their backyards, or millionaires if they think it right. People's minds will turn to the share of concessions, the size of the land, the question of drilling. There are those who are faced with such an opportunity and let it slip away. They may have agreed to 15 percent when they could have asked for 30 percent.

They may sign a contract with a sponsor who knocks on the bone and sucks the marrow. They may be tempted by a small sum of money to sell millions of dollars worth of land for a pitiful hundred, a few thousand.

But not here, it's just a dream! The land here does not belong to the "lucky", and God's finger is not pointed at the poor natives, nor at the greedy Mexican landowners. God pointed his finger at another group of people, a group of people who had come from afar.

The land here belongs to Petroleos de England and Mexico, a British company registered in London, and he now owns more than 4 million acres of land and the rights to explore and exploit the land, and the cost is only $8 million, not including the nearly $2 million "tribute" paid to President Díaz and some officials.

As Lucas and Thomas command eight Anglo-Mexican employees in a desperate attempt to keep the rig under control, the frenzy of the black dragon erupting from the ground continues. People continue to gather. Now it's not just the residents of the neighborhood, but people from farther afield. These are the envies of those who envy them. Those who do not have half an acre in heaven. They were watching, too, but they kept their mouths shut and dragged their children away from the black fountain.

Thick black fountains continue to gush over the heads of all winners and losers, dreamers and jealouss.

Finally, nearly two hours after the oil gushed, the wellhead was loaded quickly as the drillers put the wellhead in place, inserted the huge screws into the cement, and then secured it. They tightened the valves, and the source of oil spewing out of the ground was stopped.

Lucas climbed ninety feet up the iron ladder outside the rig. He hung as far outside as he could, letting the oil-scented air pass through his hair. Lucas, covered in oil but smiling, saw the carriage approaching quickly from a distance.

He took a deep breath, he knew that the woman from England in the carriage was destined to become the richest woman in the world, and in just two hours, he believed that the oil well had spewed at least nearly 10,000 barrels of oil, and that this well might bring her at least a few million dollars in wealth.

The carriage stopped, and everywhere she looked, it was black, and the original yellow-red soil would be all viscous, shiny oil.

"Morel, this ...... Is this oil? ”

"I think so! Miss! ”

After getting this answer, the excited Ji Li jumped off the bus station and into the oil despite the white chiffon skirt she was wearing, and then excitedly picked up a handful of oil.

Looking at Ji Li, who was dancing on the oil "dance floor" like an oil angel, Lucas walked over, took off his oil-stained hat, and performed a standard gentleman's salute.

"Miss Sterling, I think you're right!"

Looking at the land that was completely "flooded" by oil within a few hundred feet of the surrounding Fang Yuan, Ji Li's eyes were full of trust, her husband would never make a mistake!

"He said there would be oil here, and I believe him!"

He!

Noticing the words in her words, Lucas became curious about him, but this curiosity was only fleeting, for him, the oil spewing from this oil well not only meant the wealth of the woman in the white dress in front of him, who was like an oil angel, but also meant his wealth, and he could get a huge prize of five thousand dollars.

Of course, this is nowhere near the same as the well, which was worth at least $10,000 of oil just before the well was stopped.

Ji Li, who had some oil on her face, asked Lucas with a pair of beautiful eyes.

"Mr. Lucas, what do we need to do next?"

"The next thing to do is connect the well to the pipeline, and then start counting the money! Miss Sterling! ”

Captain Lucas would have forgotten any gentlemanly manners, and replied in very rude words.

"Then let's connect the pipes and start counting the money!"

As she spoke, Ji Li smiled and looked towards the place where the sunset set, her white dress under the sunset was full of oil, her face was red by the sunset, like an angel, an oil angel, everyone, whether it was an employee who was using an iron bucket to collect oil on the ground or an onlooker, thought so.

"You know what? Husband, your oil well has already extracted oil! ”

You start counting the money!

With a stupid smile, Ji Li seemed to see the surprised look of the dumbfounded man who saw a large sum of money flying in front of him not long after, and the smile on Ji Li's face became even brighter when he thought of it.

The late spring sky is as blue as the empty and quiet sea, without a trace of clouds. The air was moist, and the breath felt exceptionally fresh and refreshing, and Chen Moran, who was sitting in the garden, smiled on his face, and his heart was full of happiness. Half an hour earlier, he had received a telegram from Mexico, the content of which was simple.

"Xianggong, the oil field is out, and 76,000 barrels are out. Love your wife! ”

What is the concept of 76,000 barrels of oil a day, which means that this is an oil well alone, in the next few months, will bring him more than 80,000 US dollars of wealth every day, even if you remove various expenses, at least more than 70,000 US dollars, this well is the first oil well opened by Ji Li, Dos Pocas No. 1 well, this standard can be found in Mexico The oil well of the American "spindle top" oilfield type of high-yield large oil field, originally in history because the driller did not extinguish the boiler, burned for two months, and injected 10,000 tons of oil per day, The fire could not be extinguished until more than two months later, when the injection was reduced, and in the next few years, this well alone could bring him tens of millions of dollars.

"It's developed! This can be regarded as a development! ”

With a muttering mouth, a smile squeezed out of Chen Moran's face.

When Xiao Xinren, who was in a good mood, walked over, he saw the smile on Chen Moran's face, and said a word when he sat down, he also had a smile on his face, today is a good child.

"Well, it looks like you're in a good mood today."

"Ah, yes, it's a good day."

Chen Moran looked directly at Xiao Xinren's face, and his eyebrows were overflowing with joy when he spoke.

"What's going on today? Is there any good news? Tell me about it! ”

Xiao Xinren asked with a smile.

"Isn't it a good day for the first phase of Whampoa to graduate?"

Chen Moran blinked, but did not say anything about the oil from the oil field, but mentioned another thing.

After the Spring Festival, the graduating cadets trained with the recruits on Hell Island, and even held two exercises, which were quite good. Today is their graduation day, some of them will go to Hell Island to serve as officers, through continuous exercises, improve the level of company and platoon command, and another 132 cadets will return to their hometowns to establish a branch of the Whampoa Sports School.

Xiao Xinren put on a look of disbelief.

"You're glad about it, you laughed last night! I'm afraid it's something else! ”

"Hell, the telegram that just came half an hour ago!"

Chen Moran, who was in a good mood, took out the telegram from his wife from his pocket.

"Tsk, tsk, look at the two of you...... 76,000 barrels, obedient! ”

Xiao Xinren, who was originally shocked by the numb words on the telegram, had goosebumps all over his body, but after seeing the numbers on the telegram, his face suddenly changed, and he was all stunned and surprised.

“8…… $80,000, a ...... God, almost nearly 200,000 yuan! ”

Smiling and nodding, Chen Moran replied in an affirmative tone.

"Not really! 200,000 a day, at least for two months, this number can be entered every day! In the future, I think no matter what, tens of thousands of dollars a day should be no problem, not to mention, this is just an oil well, I dare to bet with you, the land there alone, in the future, can bring us at least hundreds of millions of yuan a year! ”

Xiao Xinren, who was dumbfounded, looked at the thin telegram in his hand, listening to Chen Moran's words, he could hardly believe his ears, a huge return of hundreds of millions of yuan a year, this is almost the wealth of a rich country and an enemy country, the annual fiscal and tax revenue of the Manchu Qing Dynasty is only 100 million taels, less than 150 million yuan, while Chen Moran's oil field of the U.S.-Mexico oil company can come with a return of hundreds of millions of yuan.

When he was stunned by surprise, Xiao Xinren realized a problem, when he was in the United States, he had read about the oil fever in the United States from the newspaper, and he also knew that the oil that seemed to be black and gold, on the other hand, was stained with blood, and the big oil field that earned hundreds of millions of yuan a year was enough to make the whole world crazy.

"However, with such a large oil field, aren't you afraid of being robbed? At that time, the bamboo basket will be empty! ”

"Rob?"

His words only made Chen Moran smile coldly.

"Isn't my marriage to Ji Li, to some extent, out of this aspect?"

From the beginning, he considered the safety of the oil field, otherwise he would not have married Ji Li.

"The only ones that can pose a threat to the Anglo-Mexican oil company are the New Jersey Standard, the California Standard and the Texaco company, and they will definitely do everything possible to get the exploitation rights of the Anglo-Mexican oil company. But now it's Ji Li? Sterling, she's a real British aristocrat! ”

Chen Moran said softly, even with some smugness on his face.

"Ji Li's identity is the safety and security of her and the oil field, the British Empire is still the world's number one power, or the oil kings of Rockefeller can worry about me, but how much in Ji Li, they will not directly use the method to deal with her, and the safety of the oil field will be guaranteed to a certain extent."

"But the problem is, no one can ignore such a large amount of wealth! Anyone! ”

Xiao Xinren deliberately accentuated his tone, even he had the idea of wanting to take the oil field as his own, if he could do it, of course he knew that he didn't have that Nengai at all, and there was Nengnai who took the oil field, and there was no Nengnai to keep the golden doll from being snatched away by others.

"Weiyang, you're right, anyone will be tempted by this wealth!"

A slight indifferent expression appeared from Chen Moran's face, he believed that Xiao Xinren was also tempted, but this expression was only fleeting.

"So they will definitely go after the Anglo-Mexican oil company, and they will come up with astronomical funds to ask for the acquisition of the Anglo-Mexican oil company or the cooperative development, which is what those American oil tycoons often do, and then if they refuse, it is equivalent to forming a bond with him, how did Standard Oil of New Jersey start? Those American oil companies have their own oil tankers, oil refineries, and even they can affect the Mexican railways, if they don't give you oil, don't give you oil refining, you can guard the oil fields and cry! Back then, Rockefeller relied on transportation and oil refining to swallow a large number of oil wells, which led to the world's first billionaire! ”

The words seemed to be contemptuous, but Chen Moran's face was a look of envy, not to mention the side, if he could become a rich man like him, it would be enough for him, but this is just a dream, and it is an impossible dream, for a yellow-skinned Chinese, even if he really has such a fortune, it is just a golden doll standing in a wolf pack of children, even those Jews who are not in the concession can bully him, let alone those real tycoons.

"So what are we going to do?"

Xiao Xinren asked nervously.

"Carry the foreign to self-respect!"

Calmly exhaling five words, Chen Moran took a cigar first and then took a sip of tea.

"You mean pull up the UK?"

"Although cars are still considered the toys of the rich, the economic potential of the oil age is beginning to be recognized by more and more people. It's a pity that now it's just an understanding, and it can't rise to the national level, but now it's different, although the car has been invented for more than ten years, but in addition to lighting the lamp with kerosene, gasoline and diesel have almost been discarded in vain, the American political axe does not realize the important surname of oil, and the United States itself is the world's largest oil-producing country, so the political axe may be directly intervening in the surname is very small, of course, if it is more than ten years later, the American political axe will definitely intervene, and at that time, even with the support of the British political axe, I am afraid it is no play. ”

With a cigar between his fingers, Chen Moran began to talk about his "oil and horizontal" strategy.

"But now it's different, on the one hand, Britain's influence is, on the other hand, more than ten years ago in Britain someone mentioned the important surname of oil, but what? Britain itself has no oil, and the kerosene he uses is completely dependent on the United States and Russia, the oil field of the Anglo-Mexican oil company can be said to be the first oil field owned by the British company, and naturally Ji Li can get the support of some British officials with this, Britain has the world's largest fleet, and it also has its own oil tankers and oil refineries in the country, so if you want to break the suppression of the American oil company, there is only one choice, and pull Britain in through Ji Li! ”

Staring at him, Xiao Xinren listened carefully to every word he said, for fear that if his attention was distracted even for a second, he might ignore something, and it was this concentration that made him realize that there were still some problems in this plan to use Britain to block the United States.

"There is something feasible about this plan, but it can ...... Of course, the Americans may not know, but the British will certainly find out that you are the investor of the Anglo-Mexican oil company, and you own all the shares, will the British still be able to support you at that time? ”

"Huh! I am Chinese, an inferior person with braids, does China need oil? No, you don't! Is China being connived at by the British? Of course! And my wife is British! ”

Chen Moran did not directly answer Xiao Xinren's question, but said a few words one after another, and then looked at the time of the watch on his wrist.

"Weiyang, it's time for us to go to school and see off the students!"

(To be continued)