Chapter 91: Why the Ransom Is Given?
Now I will grasp any hope in my hand and try it.
A little apprehensive, Yang Dawei dialed the very ordinary phone number on Wu Wei's business card.
Wu Youzheng and Hu Lei are working together on some new additional layouts.
Over time, the growth of the mountain trees has long exceeded the initial plan, and something needs to be added to the original plan.
The phone rang.
Wu Wei took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a strange call, it was still a good serial number, and he wanted to hang up directly, but he still chose to answer it.
There was a somewhat apprehensive voice on the other end of the phone.
"Hey, is it Mr. Wu?"
Wu Wei felt that his memory should not be bad, but who was this person with a little uneasiness in his voice?
"I'm Wu Wei, may I ask who you are?"
Yang Dawei, who was sitting in a chair, loosened his tie.
"Mr. Wu, you may be a noble person who forgets things, I am Yang Dawei, the one who has had a relationship with you at Sophia Hotel. ”
"Oh~ Mr. Yang, I am very impressed by the taste of those two yellow-lipped fish!"
When he heard Yang Dawei's three words, Wu Wei immediately remembered it.
It's no wonder that Wu Wei didn't hear it at first.
At that time, Yang Dawei gave Wu Wei the feeling of confidence, calmness, politeness and unassuming.
It is a model of a standard successful person in Wu Wei's impression.
And now the person on the phone, from the voice revealed only anxiety and hesitation, and deep exhaustion.
On the other end of the phone, Yang Dawei saw that Wu Wei still remembered himself, and he cheered up a little.
"That's the case, take the liberty of asking, Mr. Wu, are you very familiar with the Saudi prince?"
Wu Wei was a little entangled, as if he was begging him to do something.
He is most annoyed by this kind of thing, and he and the Saudi prince have only chatted once to put it bluntly, and they are not very familiar with each other, and they can even be said to be people from two worlds.
"Mr. Yang, if you have anything, just say it, but I am not very familiar with the Saudi prince. ”
Yang Dawei chuckled in his heart, and then felt a little relieved.
"Mr. Wu, I won't tell you, I, Yang Dawei, planted it this time, and I originally wanted to eat yellow-lipped fish last time... ”
Yang Dawei seemed to be confiding, how he found the opportunity to meddle in the fuel business, how he bought enough fuel in a foreign country, and then was hijacked by pirates.
A series of things were told to Wu Wei.
After speaking, Yang Dawei felt much more comfortable in his chest.
After listening to Yang Dawei's suffering patiently, Wu Wei felt like the first half of a business movie, and the protagonist should turn over because of something.
However, Yang Dawei left a good impression on him, and if he can help, he can also help.
"Mr. Yang, your biggest crisis now is that you can't deliver the goods within the time limit, right? I'll help you try to contact someone else, and call you if you have news. ”
"Well, thank you, Mr. Wu... ”
Looking at the phone that showed that it was hung up, Yang Dawei couldn't hold up any hope in his heart.
That kind of character, the friendship of a meal, it is already okay to listen to your complaints.
After hanging up Yang Dawei's communication, Wu Wei called Zhou Peng again and asked if there was an acquaintance in the fuel business who could be emergency.
Zhou Peng also thought that Wu Wei wanted to do fuel business, so he asked for help.
As a result, there are acquaintances doing this business, but the available fuel stock is less than 10,000 tons, which is far from enough for Yang Dawei's shortfall.
Zhou Peng suggested that Wu Wei contact the Saudi prince, maybe it would have an effect.
Wu is worried, but since it's all here, let's leave a note under Mohammed's Twitter, it's considered to have worked hard.
He tweeted on his mobile phone and left a message asking the Saudi prince if he was selling fuel at a neighboring country's oil depot.
As a result, I didn't expect that only 10 minutes later, an unfamiliar number came to my mobile phone.
The caller claimed to be Prince Mohammed's Asia PR manager to confirm whether the tweet had been sent by Wu himself, and if so, the prince felt that the fuel was not a problem.
It is possible to transport a batch of oil from the oil depots of China, India and Kazakhstan to sell to him, and it is not a problem to sell it to him within 200,000 tons.
By the way, the manager also asked Wu Wei, if there are rare gems or bodyguards who are interested, you can contact him.
Wu Wei thought before that people might not even remember themselves, but he didn't expect to send someone to call back so soon.
It seems that both the Pearl of the Night and Garuru made a deep impression on the prince who loved novelty, and they are now obsessed with it.
After hanging up the phone, Wu Wei felt for the first time that his face was so valuable.
If there is good news, of course, contact the parties as soon as possible.
Yang Dawei sat boredly in the chair and flicked his nails.
The cold ringing of the phone startled him.
At first, it seems that electricity is Wu worry.
There was a glimmer of hope in his heart that had already been dead and silent, and in his opinion, Wu Wei's last words just now were perfunctory.
But now that he is called back, the situation is different.
"Hey, Mr. Wu!"
"Hey, Mr. Yang, do you want to make up the money to buy fuel, 40,000 tons, shipped directly from the domestic oil depot of the Saudi prince, and the price is collected according to the international standard, no problem, right?"
"I... I... ”
Yang Dawei was a little incredulous.
"Mr. Yang doesn't have enough money?" Wu Wei saw that Yang Dawei was full of energy, so he asked again.
"No, no problem, I can definitely get this part of the money... Who should I contact?" he and Xu Maojun were still able to scrape together the money.
Wu Wei could feel Yang Dawei's excitement, and he didn't sell it.
"The contact person's name is Xiao Lucheng, and he is the Asia Public Relations Manager of Prince Mohammed, and I will send you the contact information. ”
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Yang Dawei rushed to his hotel as quickly as possible, and then contacted Xiao Lucheng.
When the steps in the middle of the information were confirmed to be true or false, Yang Dawei couldn't help but yell in the office, "Yay." ”
40,000 tons of fuel oil was transferred directly from the warehouse located in China, which is absolutely in time.
And the fuel that comes back after paying the ransom can be used as a batch of goods, although it may be that the money from these two businesses went to the pirate to work, but his whole game of chess is alive.
Don't dare to slack off, and immediately call Wu Wei back to thank you.
Wu Wei saw Yang Dawei call back and knew that he must have confirmed it.
"Hey, Mr. Yang, is there no problem with fuel?"
"No problem, no problem, Mr. Wu, you saved my life, if you didn't say it, I will come to thank you." ”
Yes, another one to thank you.
"Don't bother, by the way, how are you going to solve the pirate matter?"
Yang Dawei was a little entangled, but his tone was already relaxed.
"I can only take out a loan to pay the ransom first, and the batch of goods will be stored for the next time. ”
Wu Wei said casually with a smile.
"Why pay the ransom. ”
Yang Dawei on the other end of the phone was stunned when he heard this, would he give up the goods and crew if he didn't pay the ransom?
Mr. Wu said with a smile, the safety of the crew is still the most important, and the freighter must also be recovered. ”
"Haha, joke joke, by the way, Mr. Yang, the ship had an accident in the Gulf of Aden, right?"
"Where else could it be, there are detailed reports on the news network. ”
After hanging up the phone, Wu Wei's mind became active.
It's not that he really wants to help people solve the problem for Yang Dawei to the end, but he thinks that it seems that those pirates are good material.
It's even more appropriate than finding "humanoid materials" in the East Realm.
And that group of people seems to have a lot of arms and other things in their hands, so it's not a problem to get a small amount of money.
There are still too few "humanoid monsters" in my hands.