339 Crazy
Basel did not have the guts to challenge the authority of the French president.
By December, Basel had finally raised 20 million francs, and then set up the Basel Petroleum Development Company to start oil exploration in Tur Nis.
Although Basel Petroleum Development uses the name Basel, in reality Basel has nothing to do, the management of the company is in the hands of the old Renault, and the distribution of funds is the same.
The 20 million francs immediately became the first income of the United Oil Company.
Basel promises not to ask about the company's performance, but only to look at the specific results. So the money is now completely at the disposal of the United Oil Company, or rather, completely at the disposal of Qin Zhiyuan and the old Renault.
The money was immediately divided between Qin Zhiyuan and Old Renault on the spot.
Qin Zhiyuan needs money to buy islands all over the world, while old Renault needs money to repay bank loans.
Old Renault is indeed very rich, but he will not take money out of his pocket to buy things, half of his money is borrowed from the bank, and the other half is raised through various channels.
See, this is the real way to invest, using other people's money to help yourself make money.
After hearing about Qin Zhiyuan's plan, the elder Renault said that he was also very interested, so he also joined Qin Zhiyuan's global purchase plan.
Old Renault now recognizes a fact, don't care what Qin Zhiyuan does, just follow it, maybe I can't understand Qin Zhiyuan's intentions now, but in the near future, he will definitely make a lot of profits.
Obviously, since Qin Zhiyuan's series of bits and pieces of gold turned into gold, it is not just Old Renault who thinks so.
In France, there is a group of people who are staring at Qin Zhiyuan's movements, as long as Qin Zhiyuan wants to buy something, then everyone will rush up.
In this regard, Qin Zhiyuan has no good way, he can only try to hide himself deeper and not let people figure out his investment direction.
When the Prince of Basel stopped causing trouble and was genuinely willing to help, the progress of the project was significantly accelerated.
The relocation of the indigenous people in the New Baku corridor was completed in three days, and Qin Zhiyuan and Renault Sr. finally took full possession of Djerba. The construction of the pipeline has also been significantly accelerated, because according to Qin's plan, oil exploration in Tunisia will not be launched until the pipeline in the new Baku corridor is completed.
This is forcing Basel to fully cooperate with the construction of the pipeline in New Baku.
Although Basel was angry about this, he had to give in, and it was still the same sentence, "I am the fish and the flesh......
After going to Djerba, Qin Zhiyuan returned to Paris, and almost as soon as he arrived in Paris, Qin Zhiyuan was called to the office by Clemenceau.
After more than half a year in office, Clemenceau's demeanor is still the same, he is still so fat, he is also so energetic, and his power is increasing day by day.
"I wanted to comfort you, but now it seems unnecessary, I heard that you and Luis have made a lot of money in Djerba this time." Clemenceau received Qin Zhiyuan with a smile.
Before becoming the prime minister of France, Clemenceau was also a businessman, so Clemenceau was not afraid to talk about interests, and he could also put down his shelf to express his envy for Qin Zhiyuan and old Renault.
"I looked for you, but you gave up the opportunity." Qin Zhiyuan looked quite happy.
This is nonsense, whoever just earned 30 tons of gold will be happy.
When the United Oil Company was established, Qin Zhiyuan invited Clemenceau, but Clemenceau did not join the United Oil Company in order to avoid suspicion.
Now it seems that in fact, it doesn't matter whether they are suspected or not, the presidents have joined, and there are not many more prime ministers.
"Ha, indeed, I think my salary is enough to pay for my life, and I still believe in it." Clemenceau expresses limited envy, not everyone has a thirst for money.
"Don't worry, the tax that should be paid will not be less than a single child." Qin Zhiyuan wants to be a good citizen who does not evade taxes.
Paying taxes is a matter of course in the West, where people respect personal property and strive to maintain the tax system, and if someone is exposed to tax evasion, that person will immediately be ruined, and the nature of the crime is much more serious than in the East.
"That's the best! But the crux of the matter is that if United Oil wants to generate profits at the earliest, it will be next year at the earliest, and my mess looks like it will go bankrupt tomorrow, so I really don't know if I can hold on until next year. Clemenceau frowned.
By the end of the World War, the French government was close to running out of oil, the wealth accumulated over hundreds of years had been burned in the flames of war, and the money owed to the Americans was accumulating every day. Clemenceau sometimes really wanted to put an end to this hopeless, damned war right away, when only God knows when it will end.
"The path you have chosen, no matter how difficult it is, you have to stick to it." Qin Zhiyuan has no mercy.
There is no right or wrong thing about turnips and cabbages, and before taking over the French government, Clemenceau knew that the government's finances were not in good shape, and since Clemenceau still chose to become prime minister, he had to accept all this.
"Yes, of course I'll stick with it, even if it's ten thousand times worse." Clemenceau is determined, and he is indeed not a man to retreat.
"I've been told that if I'm in financial trouble, I might as well come to you to find a solution. Now, I'm in trouble with Qin, help me figure out a way. Clemenceau was worried, although he was ambitious, but a penny was difficult to beat a hero.
"Who told you that? Why didn't I realize I still had the ability? Tell me his name and I'll let him know the price of his words! Qin Zhiyuan swore an oath.
"Don't ask me who he is. I thought about it carefully, you do have a hand in financial management, look at your LLL, then look at Future Biotech, and then look at United Oil...... I have to say that although you have just been in France for more than a year, you have done more than an old man like me in my life, and when it comes to financial management, I think I will not be able to earn the money you earned in this year in my life. "Clemenceau's high-hat treatise.
Future Biotech is a company established specifically to operate penicillin, and this company is now the most profitable industry in Qin Zhiyuan's hands.
After Sandy discovered penicillin, he turned his attention to biotechnology, with agricultural improvement and industrial synthesis as the key directions.
Qin Zhiyuan is still the same, with no upper limit on financial support, no time requirements for project settings, and full freedom for Sandy.
"The point, the point is ......," Qin Zhiyuan prompted.
"Uh...... The point is...... "Clemenceau is really old, hearing Qin Zhiyuan's prompt, he rolled his eyes and thought for a long time before remembering what he wanted to say: "The point is that every one of your industries is beneficial to society, such as penicillin, which has saved countless lives in the past few months; For example, the LLL company, their products are of high quality and low price, you see, hunter clothing even an old man like me very much. ”
Clemenceau said, showing Qin Zhiyuan the "hunter" shirt he was wearing.
"When it comes to penicillin, the French government earns more than me, and I only charge 100 francs for each penicillin, but how much do you sell? God, I heard that the black market price is now 10,000 francs. Qin Zhiyuan was indignant.
Qin Zhiyuan also has eyeliner in Paris, and what happened in Paris can't be hidden from Qin Zhiyuan, especially something as sensitive as penicillin.
"The French government has never resold penicillin, it was all the personal actions of some unscrupulous people." Clemenceau's rhetorical statement.
Clemenceau stared at the two and said nonsense, Qin Zhiyuan had enough evidence to prove that the French government was systematically reselling penicillin for huge profits.
However, there is no need to expose this kind of thing, and it is precisely because of penicillin that the French government can tolerate Qin Zhiyuan's outrageous behavior in Corsica and Sidi Belle Abbas, and although he was reluctant in the "Surabaya Incident", he also had to cover for Qin Zhiyuan.
In fact, there is no right or wrong in the behavior of the state, and it is a rigid application to demand the behavior of the state by ordinary moral standards.
Thinking of the state's behavior, Qin Zhiyuan suddenly thought of a way to make money, but this required Clemenceau's cooperation.
"When it comes to making money, I have an idea, but I need the cooperation of some government departments." Qin Zhiyuan tested Clemenceau's bottom line.
"Cooperation? How to cooperate? "Clemenceau is interested.
"Morocco...... There is oil there. Qin Zhiyuan said in an extremely affirmative tone.
"Really?" Clemenceau surprises.
"Fake!" Qin Zhiyuan is honest.
"Oh...... God, it's frustrating! Clemenceau slammed his head on the couch as if he had been hit head-on.
"However, a lot of people don't know it's fake." Qin Zhiyuan found another way.
"What do you mean?" Clemenceau is brilliant.
"Have you noticed that since Luis and I bought New Baku, there are many people staring at me now, and they are waiting for my next move, if now I want to buy a part of the Moroccan land......" Qin Zhiyuan was serious.
"Wha...... Qin, I like you, you're such a bad guy! If I had a daughter, I would marry him to you. Clemenceau laughed.
Qin Zhiyuan looked at Clemenceau's vicious old face, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, and he really couldn't laugh.
Clemenceau's daughter......
Uh, it's kind of scary.
Soon, a rumor began to spread in Paris: Qin, who owned the oil fields of New Baku, went to the Prime Minister's Office and asked to buy land in Morocco......
This rumor is really vague and the information is not sufficient, that is, it does not explain which region Qin Zhiyuan wants to buy, nor does it specify the specific price.
But this did not stop the enthusiasm of some well-intentioned people, and almost overnight, more than a dozen oil companies sprang up in Paris, flocking to the Prime Minister's Office to demand the purchase of Moroccan land.
Where to buy?
It doesn't matter, as long as it has anything to do with the word Morocco!
So overnight, because of the crazy speculation of more than a dozen oil companies, Moroccan land went from unwanted to hot, and prices began to soar wildly.
In some desert areas that look somewhat similar to the New Baku region, land there is no longer even sold in "square kilometers", but in "hectares", and there is even a tendency to sell in "acres".
Wealth can really make people fall into blind madness.
(To be continued.) )