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Chapter 1764 Black Gold (Second update, please subscribe)

Officials are not the only ones paying attention to the situation in Libya.

Compared to the officials, there are some people who care more about Libya.

The South Pacific Libyan Petroleum Company owns all of Libya's oil exploration rights. Back then, when oil companies in Europe and the United States saw a glimmer of hope for exploitation, they spent tens of millions of dollars to acquire their exploration and production rights and eventually drilled the first oil well in Libya.

From that day on, the company became a legend - they developed Libya's huge oil fields when everyone else had given up.

In this legend, Ding Deyun is a figure that can never be avoided. It was he who reached an agreement with the tribal chiefs and obtained the right to oil exploration by bypassing the king.

It was also he who presided over the acquisition of exploration rights from European and American oil companies.

It was he who made the Libyan oil fields so prosperous.

Ding Deyun, who is only 1.7 meters tall, is over 50 years old, but he still maintains a daring character and his physique is as strong as a tank.

He had an air of superiority and piratical rudeness which charmed women and frightened his opponents, and he was cunning enough to pretend to respect, as the ruler of the kingdom, both commercial and political life, although he knew that both were being corrupted by men who were sanctimonious and almost unscrupulous.

Among his circle of friends, there are many high-ranking royal officials in Libya. Their relatives will serve in the consulting agency he founded and receive additional high allowances so that they can squander them in Mindanao and Surabaya.

There are offshore financial centers there, with billions of funds flowing between the two places every year, and many of them are "subsidies" provided by large companies to certain politicians.

What is this allowance?
They are lubricants. Because of their existence, they can do business better and turn other countries' resources into their own wealth.

This is the rule of business and an inevitable part of world politics.

Like anyone who works with oil, Ding Deyun knows that it is the most precious mineral in the world. It may not be valuable, but it is the most important.

Oil is black gold!

The color black means that everyone who is associated with it must get their hands dirty.

When Ding Deyun first entered this business, he knew it was inevitable, and when he sat in the leather swivel chair behind the desk on the top floor of the Libya Building, he understood that it was not just his hands that needed to be dirty.

He leaned forward and flicked the intercom on.

"Miss Sarah, come here for a moment, please."

He had called her Miss Sarah for fifteen years, she had been his personal secretary for fifteen years, and even before that, she had followed him from Libya, from an ordinary company secretary to a senior secretary.

No one ever suggested that she should have a name. In fact, she did have a name, Francesca.

She is an Italian expatriate and was a secretary hired by Ding Deyun when he was in Libya. She has been following him all these years.

"Ms. Sarah, the situation in Libya has been very unstable in the past few months. Do we have any corresponding reports?"

"Of course, Boss. There are some potential partners mentioned in the report."

"Oh, you knew about this?"

Of course she knew this; she would never forget anything that passed across her desk.

"Yes, boss."

"Very good. Then, could you please check for me who our most preferred partner is?"

"There is a case to check, boss. I'll go check it out."

She came back 10 minutes later. She had already done the preliminary examination.

"The royal family, led by Army Chief of Staff Abdul Aziz Al-Salhi, is trying to get the king's approval to take over power in a dignified manner. If they cannot get support, they will take further action. Since the king has not made a public statement, they have been waiting.

The report concluded that he was the most suitable candidate of all.”

“Who submitted the report?”

She looked at the card in her hand and said:

"Hans Graf, Overseas Contracts."

A qualified secretary can help people get twice the result with half the effort, which is why Ding Deyun brought her here from Libya.

"Would you please bring me his report, Miss Sarah?"

She was gone again. The oil company chief looked out through the plate-glass window across from his desk.

At this time, dusk was falling in Kuching's central business district.

The lights of the building are dazzling in the twilight. Although Kuching is not as prosperous as Chang'an, it has its own special features.

Why is the Libyan Oil Company's headquarters in Kuching?

Because this is another oil center, another oil center far away from Taiping.

However, the reason for choosing this place is not only because it is far from Taiping, but more importantly, it is located in the far west, closer to Libya. In fact, in addition to Chang'an, the company has been deliberately dispersing the headquarters of some large enterprises to various places to ensure economic balance. Only with the headquarters of large companies can a city provide more high-income jobs, so basically every city has several headquarters of large enterprises.

After thinking for a while, Ding Deyun walked to the desk and gently turned on the desk lamp. At this time, Miss Sarah came back, put the report he needed on his record book, then stepped back to the wall and left the office.

This is her working habit, neither talking too much nor asking too many questions!
Soon, Ding Deyun finished reading the report.

Ding Deyun was no stranger to Chief of Staff Abdul Aziz Salehi. Like many corrupt officials in that place, he also received special subsidies from the oil company.

If he launches a coup and seizes power, what will be the result?

Thinking this in his mind, Ding Deyun leaned forward again and pressed the switch of the intercom again.

"Please tell Mr. Graf in the Overseas Contracts Department to come see me, Miss Sarah."

Two minutes later, Graf came up from his office on the 37th floor.

He doesn't look like a white-collar worker in a company. Instead, he looks like the captain of a prestigious university sports team. Indeed, Graf was a college football player.

He is quite handsome, with clear features, curly blond hair and deep blue eyes. There are many young German people like him in SEA. After all, there are many German immigrants here. Even if some of them return to Germany, German immigrants are still the most important source of immigrants in SEA.

As he entered the office, Graf looked towards his manager, who was a legend in the Overseas Contracts Department.

It was he who acquired Libya's oil fields through negotiations with the chiefs, and it was he who created the current glory of the Libyan Oil Company.

For this reason, Ding Deyun is an idol in the hearts of many young employees in companies.

Ding Deyun smiled kindly at his subordinates.

"Hans, I have something I need to think about. I need to make a decision and need your advice."

Listening to the manager's questions, Hans knew that this must be related to his report.

“Manager, do you mean Libya?”

“Yes, you are talking about Libya. The situation in Libya is very delicate now. I noticed that you mentioned in your report that there is a high possibility of regime change in Libya in the near future.

And it's not that the king passed the throne to Wang Chu, it's very likely that there was a military coup, right?"

"Yes, Manager. Judging from the current situation in Libya, even if the old king passes the throne to Wang Chu, it will not be able to change the turbulence of the situation. The royal family... to some extent, they have lost control of Libya."

After thinking for a while, Hans added:

"I think what will happen in Libya is a military coup. In that case, we have to make some preparations in advance."

"Are you saying that I need to support someone to participate in a military coup?"

"Yes, Manager. We have extremely broad interests in Libya, not just oil, but also other related interests such as ports. In this case, if a military coup occurs, and the person who will take power in the future is not one of ours, it is very likely to cause damage to our interests. In order to safeguard our interests, the best choice is to participate in the coup, so we choose a suitable target."

After listening to Hans' analysis, Ding Deyun thought for a moment and then said:

"So you think this Chief of Staff is the most suitable candidate?"

"Yes, not only is the chief of staff our friend, but he also has the support of other members of the royal family and the tribes, and at the same time he has the army in his hands, so his chances of success in launching a coup are very high."

Hans' answer surprised Ding Deyun. He didn't expect that the guy in front of him knew so much about this kind of thing.

"As for us, all we need is to choose a partner. We don't have to directly participate in the military coup, but we just need to give him appropriate support at the right time."

Nodding, Ding Deyun said.

"Yes, you are right. We need some local partners. How about going to Libya as well?"

“To Libya!”

Hans looked at the manager in front of him. Although he knew very well that going to Libya at this time would undoubtedly be very risky, going to Libya now meant promotion, salary increase, and unprecedented opportunities. How could he miss such an opportunity?
"Manager, I have been to Libya before, and if possible, I don't mind revisiting the place..."

Revisiting the old place?

Ding Deyun looked at the young man in front of him. He remembered that the guy in front of him was of German descent. He might have sailed from Libya to Borneo with his parents. After all, many people were in the military camp in Tunisia at that time. After waiting for a while, they boarded the cargo ship to Southeast Asia.

Nodding, Ding Deyun said:

"Then you should prepare. Go there in the next two days. If possible, contact the Chief of Staff directly on behalf of the company and find out what he wants."

"Ok!"

Hans agreed immediately, and then he asked:
"But, then, what identity should I use to contact him? The Overseas Contract Department, or?"

"Use your identity as the deputy manager of the branch. The appointment will be issued tomorrow!"

The manager's words made Hans smile - come on, this is just a promotion and a pay raise!
(End of this chapter)