money trouble

Chapter 728 This bastard is so cute

Wu Qian looked at Taylor Alison with a firm gaze and smiled slightly, stood up and walked in front of her, picked up the wine glass and handed it to her, and said, "Come on, cheers, and toast our tomorrow."

Bang.

The sound of clinking glasses sounded, and the two drank the red wine with their necks raised.

After drinking, Wu Qian waved to Rosalind who was standing at the door, and said, "Rosalind, let the CEO of Devon Energy come to see me tomorrow, and also go to Universal Music to initiate an acquisition invitation. In the name of the British investment company, if the other party has no right to make a choice, contact Mr. Mark's secretary and make an appointment for me to talk."

Now that Taylor has expressed his attitude, there is no need to hide some things. After all, there are still many things that need her help in the future, and it is impossible to hide everything.

"Boss, let me do these things. Rosalind may need to perform a more important task."

Cooks said.

Wu Qian comprehended, he let out an oh, looked at Rosalind, and asked, "Is there a clue?"

Rosalind nodded and said, "I'm planning to go over to see the situation first, so that I can make preparations in advance."

She has looked into where Kama Harrison will speak next.

Wu Qian nodded and said, "Okay, this is the most important thing at the moment, you go and get busy, and leave those small things to Cooks to deal with."

"Okay, boss."

Kux agreed and left the living room. He was going to prepare some documents. Even though he knew that the acquisition invitation would be difficult to succeed, he still had to do the work.

After Taylor Azshara drank the red wine, there was still a smear of amber liquid in the corner of her mouth. The flaming red lips paired with the wine were very attractive.

She watched the conversation between Mr. Wu and his subordinates back and forth, and she felt an inexplicable sense of grotesqueness in her heart. Even the acquisition of a group with a valuation of 300 billion US dollars is a small matter, so what is a big thing?

Taylor will not think that Mr. Wu is pretending to be X, because she finally knows who the so-called "lobbyist" is. Mr. Wu can call him Mr. Mark, and the only one who can get along with French Vivendi is the French That Mr. Mark.

No wonder the person in front of him is so confident, because the social network is too powerful, but this makes Taylor even more confused, such a capable person, what can he do to help the other party.

"Mr. Wu, I'm very curious. You said that you need my help, but... But I really don't know. Can you tell me if I can help you?"

Tyler couldn't sleep at night without asking about it.

Wu Qian's eyes looking at Taylor's cheek moved down without hesitation, down, down, all the way down, to the pair of long legs that had been insured for 4000 million US dollars.

"So anxious to know the answer?"

Taylor Alison felt the hot eyes of the other party, but didn't twitch, just nodded.

Wu Qian raised his wrist to look at the time, and said, "I flew over from Solan, the black continent, and I haven't slept for twenty hours. Five of Spades, take Ms. Alison and her assistant to the American-style villa to rest."

"Alison, the villa on Helios Island will be yours from now on. Come over whenever you want to use it, but you are not allowed to bring any guests."

After all, Wu Qian passed by Taylor and slapped Taylor's leg with a "slap", leaving a faint palm print on his white leg.

Wu Qian looked at his palm, as if recalling the touch just now, smiled and shook his head, left the living room and walked towards the bedroom.

Taylor Alison was not frightened by Wu Qian's actions. She knew what link she should enter next if she followed the normal process, but she never thought that the other party directly arranged for her to go to rest.

This made her very discouraged, and she had unprecedented doubts about her own charm.

……

There was only one day of good weather, and when Wu Qian woke up from his sleep the next day, it was raining lightly outside the window, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, making the already cool weather look even colder.

The first thing Wu Qian did when he woke up was to pay attention to the current price of international crude oil, Brent: 17.26, WTI: 17.84.

Overnight, the price has not changed much. It can be seen that the negative effect brought about by the increase in production of Maozi and Baipao has been released. If you want to stimulate the international oil price to fall further, you need new forces to cooperate.

If Wu Qian chooses to close his position at this time, the increase in wealth is unimaginable. Although the price will rise slowly as a large number of short orders are delivered, for Wu Qian whose average cost price is around [-] US dollars, it is really It's nothing, the winning ticket is already in hand.

But Wu Qian didn't intend to settle for profit, his plan was far from that.

"It's time to take the next step..." After muttering, Wu Qian rolled over and got out of bed.

Minister Ross tried his best to match, the director of Devon Energy couldn't get what he wanted, and Wu Qian was happy to pay. With the joint efforts of these three parties, Devon Energy Group became the property under Wu Qian's name overnight.

In the morning, a black Cadillac Escalade parked at one end of the causeway leading to Taiyan Island from the land, and the access control blocked the way of the vehicle.

The CEO of Devon Energy, Christo, sat in the car and kept practicing his voice skills. He didn't expect that his boss would change within a day. Today, he came to meet the new boss for the first time. He decided to show a good performance. Fan.

Christo is about 40 years old, wearing a neat dark gray suit, black short hair looks very energetic, and makes him look younger, high nose bridge and big eyes make people feel a bit majestic.

Although the price of international crude oil made Christo anxious, and Devon Energy was about to face huge losses, he had to bite the bullet and come to see the new boss. After all, the other party summoned him on his own initiative, and he had to come unless he didn't want to do it anymore.

Christo came here mainly to report the status of the company to the new boss. He has been in the business for nearly 20 years, and he has never seen such a hasty acquisition. No.

It is really too hasty and too childish to acquire a company with a valuation of billions of dollars only through the minister of commerce.

But they did give out real money, and Christo felt that this had refreshed his values, so he came to meet the new boss today, very nervous and cautious, he didn't know what kind of person he was about to face.

Yes, he didn't know who the new boss was, what he looked like, or even whether he was a man or a woman.

Not long after, the gate was raised, startling Christo, who was concentrating on practicing his tone, and hurriedly stepped on the accelerator and stepped onto the embankment road leading to the island.

In the window on the second floor of the American-style wooden mansion in the southwest of the Victorian-style villa, Taylor Alison is wearing a pair of pandas and watching the Escalade drive to the door of the villa where Wu Qian lives. With a faint palm print.

"GIGI, can you guess what Mr. Wu is wooing me for?"

Taylor asked a person behind him.

In order to think about this problem, she went to sleep for less than three hours a night, turning over and falling "pancakes" on the bed. This feeling drove her crazy. She really wanted to grab Wu Qian's shoulder and ask him about the matter. The reason, but she didn't have the guts.

GIGI is Taylor's personal assistant, a black woman with a round figure, who looks very happy, and her explosive curly hair is unforgettable.

GIGI's thick lips pouted, shook her head and said, "The way of thinking of those big people is completely different from ours. Tay, you can't figure it out, let alone me. I'll help you prepare breakfast. Don't forget that I have to go there this afternoon." Meet the designer at Givenchy."

Taylor looked into the distance and nodded casually.

Under the guidance of several burly men, Christo walked into the villa, entered the living room, and was slightly taken aback when he saw the young man in pajamas on the sofa.

It was still the living room where I had a conversation with Taylor Alison last night. Wu Qian was sitting on the main sofa, and there was a folder on the small coffee table next to him.

The cold weather makes people depressed, Wu Qian didn't even bother to change his pajamas after waking up, a typical home pattern.

"Crystal, South Carolina, from Greenville."

Wu Qian looked at the middle-aged man standing in the living room door, raised his hand to signal, and said, "Please sit down."

Christo woke up from a brief stupor. From the speech and behavior of the man on the sofa, he judged that this was his new boss. Even though he was wearing pajamas, he still couldn't conceal the temperament of a superior.

"Mr. Wu, it's me, my hometown is Greenville, hello."

Christo sat on a chair following the direction Wu Qian raised his hand, and he put the materials he brought on his lap, looking very restrained.

Before coming here, Christo really didn't know what kind of person his new boss was, but this didn't hinder his imagination. He thought it would be an elderly man, or a mean woman in her mid-mature ,Think……

He thought a lot, but he just didn't expect to face a young Asian who was about half his age.

Wu Qian twirled his fingers at the servant standing beside him, and said, "Go make a pot of tea."

After finishing the order, Wu Qian looked at Crystal and asked, "Christo, I didn't expect that I came to the United States this time just in time for your country's general election, and there are topics around the general election everywhere. Who will Carolina support?"

Even the disabled Christo couldn’t have imagined that the first question the new boss would ask him was the political stance of him and the people in his hometown. Shouldn’t he be concerned about international oil prices and the status of the group first?

"Uh... um... this...Mr. Wu, let me say it personally. For me, I appreciate some of Jordan's views. If I vote, I think... I should vote for Jordan. Well, that's probably the case .”

"As for the situation in South Carolina, I don't know much about it... I'm really sorry."

All the tone and intonation exercises Christo did in the car were useless, and he stammered about his views on the general election.

Why stutter, because he doesn't have a clear direction at all!

Wu Qian nodded thoughtfully. He saw that Christo probably didn't pay too much attention to the general election. Because he didn't understand it thoroughly enough, he hesitated to express it vaguely.

Wu Qian was thinking that maybe the vast majority of American people are the same as Christo, maybe they didn't care about the presidential candidate's speech at all, and they all have their own things to care about.

After a general understanding of the situation, Wu Qian turned to the topic, picked up the folder on the coffee table, opened the information, and said: "I have already understood the situation of the company, and judging from the current situation, it is still quite healthy. "

"I called you here today to inform you of two things."

"First, sell all projects outside of the United States, no matter what stage the projects are in, they will be cut off."

Before Wu Qian could continue, when Christo heard the first point, he couldn't sit still.

Devon Energy has projects in several countries in South America, some of which have been in healthy operation for two or three years, some are in the initial stage, and some projects are still on the plan, but no matter which project it is, it is the company's technology. The decisions made by the personnel and the original board of directors after careful consideration are all high-quality projects.

And not every project is crude oil exploration and production, but also refining business, which is an indispensable part of an industrial chain. If they are all cut off, the consequences will be unimaginable. It is no less than reorganizing the entire company. Terrible.

"Mr. Wu, the projects in Brazil and Argentina are very important. Together, the projects in those two countries will make a year's profit no less than the profit of shale oil exploitation in the United States. If..."

Perhaps because he noticed Mr. Wu's cold gaze, Christo slowly stopped talking, but his face was extremely ugly, because if he followed the new boss's method, the company he worked for would not even last a year. It may only take half a year before he will go bankrupt and he will lose his job.

Seeing that Christo stopped talking, Wu Qian said: "I have the company's financial report in my hand, how could I not know what you said, as the CEO, you have earned a lot of money for Devon Energy. Fortune, I believe in your ability, but I am the boss, please listen to me."

Christo frowned slightly, with dissatisfaction written all over his heart, and secretly thought, you bastard...

But before he could continue cursing secretly, he heard Wu Qian say.

"Of course the company will face losses when it reforms. I believe this is temporary. This will not affect you. Your salary will be increased by 20.00% from the original standard. If you are not at ease, I can pay you a year's salary in advance , is there still a problem?"

"You bastard is so cute." Crystal said in his heart.

"Oh, boss, you misunderstood me. I just want to remind you briefly. I believe that your foresight must be beyond my comparison. Please continue, and I will follow your arrangement."

The so-called money can communicate with the gods, as long as money speaks, all beeps will be silent.

Wu Qian nodded in satisfaction, and continued: "I've seen the company's development trajectory, and I think it's too big a step, and it's too late to expand the business to South America, and it's very uncomfortable to disperse the limited resources. wise."

"The second point I want to say is that all the resources of the cut project will be poured into the exploitation of shale oil in the United States. At least the exploitation of the Permian oilfields should be maximized, and the existing resources should not be wasted. , the development of the company needs to be steady and steady!"

(End of this chapter)