The boss of a foreign organization called the police, claiming that he was defrauded by me

In fact, the current oil price is the result of national regulation. However, the purchase and transportation costs are too high, even though the relevant government departments have been giving subsidies, the oil price is still high.

Judging from the current development situation of Kyushu, the price could have been lower.

It is not just the people who are unhappy with the oil price, the government is also unhappy with it. Xu Lao and others have always hoped to have their own oil production line to keep the oil price down.

However, due to geographical resource limitations, most of the world's oil resources are in the hands of a few oil exporting countries. They have made a lot of money by exporting oil, while other countries can only passively accept high oil prices.

"What oil production line? What are you talking about?" Radi suddenly shouted. He tried his best to show that he was not aware of the situation, but the effect was counterproductive, and he looked particularly guilty. To be honest, he was not as excited as he was now when he offered more money just now. He took the initiative to double the amount, and the hesitation and pain he showed were too fake.

Radi was really upset now. He really didn't understand how Xu Cheng got the news. He had been very cautious since he got it, fearing that any big move would expose his secret. Could it be that there was really a spy around him?
Apart from this possibility, he really couldn't guess how Xu Cheng knew the news. After all, only a few of his confidants knew about this matter, and most people in the headquarters knew nothing about it.

In fact, Radi did not intend to make this oil production line a national public property. He planned to operate this matter in his personal name, find someone to be the person in charge, and he himself would be the real shareholder, controlling everything in secret. Then, he would sell this production line to the Indians and make huge profits from it.

He only needs to lower the price a little bit, even if it is only a little lower than the current market price, there will be a steady stream of people buying it. After all, oil is a consumable product, something that needs to be purchased all the time. In this way, there will be no price difference, and all the money earned will belong to Radi. From a long-term perspective, the value of this production line is no less than 500 million US dollars.

If Radi had been allowed to choose, he would have chosen to give an extra 500 million US dollars without hesitation. But this was just Radi's personal idea. Now that Xu Cheng of Jiuzhou had already known about this matter and had brought it up, he would obviously not let it go.

"These are just unrealistic rumors," Radi continued, trying to cover up his guilty conscience. "I don't know where you got this information, but I myself don't even know there is such a so-called production chain. Don't even think about things that don't exist."

"Well," he went on, "I'll give you another $100 million, and you won't even think about oil anymore. It's a very complicated thing, and it's totally irrelevant."

"It's useless for you to have that production line," he tried to persuade Xu Cheng, "Its output is not enough for Jiuzhou to use... In short, there is no such thing, and there is no need for me to lie."

However, the more Radi tried to prove that he did not have the oil production line, the more he said something confusing. Sometimes he emphasized that he did not have the so-called oil production line, and sometimes he persuaded Xu Cheng to give up the idea. He himself did not realize that his words were contradictory, but this made Xu Cheng more convinced of the authenticity of the "rumor".

Judging from Radi's reaction, even if there was really no inside information, there must be some problems. Otherwise, why would he be so excited and say a bunch of nonsense?

Obviously, Mr. Xu's sudden question caught him off guard.

Radi was totally unprepared for this. When asked by Xu Cheng, he panicked and his reply was full of loopholes.

However, this is also normal.

After all, the news that he had kept strictly secret was actually known to outsiders, and many people inside were unaware of it. This was undoubtedly a huge blow to him! He had been wondering where Xu Cheng got the news from, and his heart was full of doubts. If there was really a traitor among his confidants, the consequences would be disastrous.

Radi himself did not dare to think too deeply about it. On the one hand, he was worried about the internal traitor, on the other hand, he had to deal with Xu Cheng.

The result is obvious. He didn't handle both sides well. He really couldn't handle these two huge pressures at the same time.

"I didn't say anything specific," Mr. Xu replied calmly, "Your reaction is indeed a bit exaggerated. Don't say such self-deception anymore. Do you think I will believe it?"

Xu Lao's words interrupted Radi's chattering. Radi himself fell into silence. He realized that his previous and subsequent reactions were too obvious. The words he just said directly exposed his guilty conscience and indirectly proved the authenticity of the news.

Originally, Xu Cheng might not be sure whether the so-called production line really existed, but now he is 100% sure and is very interested in it.

Radi's face changed from time to time, and a trace of regret flashed across his face. He was afraid of attracting attention, so he pretended to be calm, but his facial muscles seemed to have lost control and trembled irregularly.

However, he himself could not see this situation. Xu Lao and others on the other side of the sea naturally could not see such a "wonderful" scene.

Under normal circumstances, not everyone's facial muscles can be so "flexible", as if they have been freed from the constraints of ligaments, giving people an inexplicable sense of joy.

"Where did you hear this news?" Radi couldn't help but ask, "Almost no one at the Indian headquarters knows about this. Did you send a spy?"

Rather than giving the requirement for a production line, he was more concerned about the former - who leaked such confidential information.

No matter how hard he thought, he couldn't figure it out. Just thinking that there might be a traitor among his confidants was bad enough. He couldn't even identify the suspects because those people were trained by him. Before this incident, he had never doubted their loyalty. Those people knew too much. If someone continued to leak the information, Radi couldn't imagine how much of the secrets of the country and his own private affairs would be exposed. That would be a devastating blow to him!

He could no longer pay attention to the production line, and was eager to know where the other party got the news from. If he didn't solve this problem, he might not even be able to eat tonight.

Imagine that if all the top-secret information involving the core of the country were to be leaked, it would contain so many scandals and shady means that the entire country would be in an unprecedented embarrassing situation. At that time, the pressure from the outside world would surge like a tide, and President Radi's every move would be closely monitored, which is by no means comparable to a simple prison sentence.

Radi still cherishes his attachment to wealth and longs to spend his old age in peace. He has no intention of stepping down, and he is even less willing to spend the rest of his life behind bars. Faced with such a difficult situation, he urgently needs to find a way out.

At present, it seems that the quickest way is to get the truth from Xu Cheng and others.

Although its credibility remains to be verified, it is undoubtedly much faster than internal self-inspection.

If he made the matter public internally or conducted a secret investigation, it would likely alert the enemy and make it even more difficult for the truth to surface.

Of course, there are other possibilities, but the horror of that situation is no less than the appearance of a traitor within the organization.

Xu Cheng did not respond, and Radi was extremely anxious. He was almost certain that the other party had learned the news through special channels, and deep in his heart he was more inclined to believe that there was a traitor among his own people.

"Where did you get the news? Did someone among us leak the information? As long as you hand over the traitor, let alone the oil production line, I can give you another one, and even the 1.1 billion US dollars promised before. How about it?" There was a hint of panic in Radi's words. He had lost his usual calmness. He seemed willing to pay any price as long as the other party could hand over the so-called "traitor".

At this time, Radi was already in a state of panic. He firmly believed that there was a traitor inside and was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. His words were full of irrationality, as if he was willing to agree to anything as long as the other party could provide a list of "traitors".

At this moment, all he cared about was his own interests and safety. If he was forced to agree to some harsh conditions, it would be a helpless move. At this moment, he had no choice.

Although it was not stated explicitly, those who were involved in politics were aware of the twists and turns involved. Regardless of whether there were spies, even if there were, they would not easily reveal the specific names. Radi was so anxious that he lost his composure and added one condition after another. At first, he was still hesitant because of the problem of the oil production line, but at this moment, his mind was full of the serious consequences of the secret leak.

No matter how much it costs, he must find out how Xu Cheng got the news. Otherwise, he and some people behind him will sooner or later fall into an irretrievable situation.

"Can you do it? Give me a straight answer! If you have any other requests, just ask. As long as I can afford it, don't waste your time. Money, oil, or technology? What do you want?" Radi urged anxiously. Every minute and every second at this moment was torture for him. His heart was like being burned by fire, and he was eager to get the "list" from Xu Cheng.

However, Xu Cheng responded calmly: "There is no so-called list at all. President Radi, you think too much. Don't you trust the people under your command? If my guess is correct, there should be very few people in the headquarters of the Indian country who know this news, right?"

Then he continued, "I can tell you clearly that this is just a rumor, and the source is not accurate. But it has absolutely nothing to do with your insiders. Some things cannot be blocked just because you want to."

"There is an old saying in Kyushu, 'If you don't want people to know, then don't do it.' The reason I say this is a rumor is because I can't confirm its authenticity. What really makes me sure is your attitude." Xu Cheng's tone was full of sarcasm.

"So, we don't have any list at all. Even if there is, there is only one person, and that is you, President Radi!" Mr. Xu's words were like a heavy hammer, hitting Radi's heart hard.

President Radi's first reaction was to doubt others, even his own confidants, but he never looked for the reason in himself. This is really ridiculous! Take the oil production line issue for example, President Radi's thoughts are obvious. If he really cares about the country and the people, this should be an achievement he can publicize.

Imagine that he discovered an oil production line that could solve the problem of high domestic oil prices. Once it is truly developed and forms an industrial chain, it will be a great move that benefits the people. However, Radi chose to cover it up. He was not concerned about the oil price, but how much profit he could get from it. What's more, while he was making a profit, he could also let ordinary people in India taste a little sweetness, so why not?

Any businessman would be complacent about this, gaining both profit and reputation. No matter who it is, they would want to get a piece of the pie if they have the chance. The most important thing is that President Radi, as the man behind the scenes, actually has very little risk. Even if something really goes wrong, as long as he refuses to admit it, no one in India can do anything to him. Then he can just push someone out to take the blame.

"You lied to me!" Radi roared. He had never expected that the person on Xu Cheng's so-called "list" was actually himself. What did this mean? Could it be that he was the one who leaked the information?

He couldn't accept this answer and felt like he had been cheated. And if Xu Cheng hadn't taken the initiative to bring up the oil-related stuff, he wouldn't have said those words. As a result, the more he talked, the more information he revealed.

At this moment, the problem is not only the safety of the mountain team, but also the oil production line and the internal traitors. The latter two are far more serious than the former.

Radi couldn't convince himself to believe this answer. He was not a fool, and he couldn't accept it either from a rational or logical point of view. What is a rumor whose source cannot be determined? Even the people in their headquarters don't know the source of this information. How did Xu Cheng know it?
This is irrational and unscientific. After excluding all the options with extremely low probability, he still thinks that the probability of a traitor inside is greater. (End of this chapter)