Nanyang 1931: From piglets to giants

Chapter 106: Malaya Colonial Bureau is a Thing

In fact, oil exploration is very similar to gambling on stones.

The most brilliant geologists and the most brilliant jade experts are all similar. No matter how brilliant they are, they can only make a rough judgment: there may be jade under this stone, or there may be oil underground.

As for the oil reserves, quality, and how many meters underground the oil is, no one can guarantee it unless we drill down and push the drill needle to the bottom.

One cut can make you rich or poor. It is not uncommon for an oil group to go bankrupt due to its exploration.

Oil, in terms of both cost and profit, is much more stimulating than jade.

Davis's situation at this time is actually that of a gambler who spent more than 10 million US dollars on a gamble but almost lost everything, a gambler who lost everything.

As a result, after a few words of advice from Zheng Yi, he suddenly got a jackpot. Not only would he be able to make back the money he lost, but the profit would also be ten times, a hundred times, or even a thousand times!
The value of the Ghawar oil field cannot be measured by money. The emergence of this oil field will completely change the oil industry, change the world pattern, and change everything in the world.

Although nothing has been discovered yet and only a little oil has just been dug out, given that the oil is so shallow and of such high quality, even in the worst and most conservative scenario, this will be the biggest treasure of their Standard Oil Company.

The cost of mining and refining oil will be ridiculously low.

Developed!
Not only does he not have to worry about unemployment, but he will also definitely be the next president of the company.

The person who gave him all this, pulled him out of the abyss of failure, and kicked him directly into the clouds was Zheng Yi.

This is simply a god-like man.

geologist?

Compared to Professor Zheng, he is nothing but a shitty geologist.

Some Western media call Zheng Yi a great engineer on par with Einstein. Einstein is the ceiling of theoretical physics, while Zheng Yi is the ceiling of applied science recognized by the world, at least in the business community.

I thought the report must be exaggerated, but now it seems that Einstein is nothing. How can he be compared with Professor Zheng?
This guy is clearly a fucking god!

Science is indeed profound!

Turning around, he saw Zheng Yi still looking calm and composed, smoking and reading a book under a parasol in the desert, looking very pretentious. He couldn't help but walk over and kneel down in front of him.

"I'm sorry, Professor Zheng. I apologize for my ignorance and rudeness. Please forgive me."

Seeing this, Zheng Yi naturally helped the man up and said, "Not really, not really. As long as there's oil, it's good. I also have a stake in the Saudi Arabia project. If we find oil, we can all get rich together, right?"

Not only Davis and the Standard Oil workers, but Henry was also obviously a little confused at this moment.

Shell also holds shares in this project, and it was led by Zheng Yi who brought them in to carry out the equity swap.

Originally, Henry had no objection to this, and only regarded it as an opportunity for Shell Oil to enter the Middle East.

The oil business is essentially linked to a country's strength. Anyone who still thinks that this is a so-called commercial behavior when it comes to big businesses involving tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of US dollars is definitely a fool.

Zheng Yi knows the locations of almost 80% of the world's major oil fields. Before he joined Shell, would he have dared to get involved in the oil industry? Before Standard Oil took the lead in developing Saudi Arabia, would he have dared to come to Saudi Arabia to pick up bargains?
It is true that Zheng Yi, the time traveler, has a golden finger, but due to the particularity of his profession, his ability of foresight and golden finger can only be used more when his status is higher.

Now, he, the so-called Lord of Penang, has only just barely reached the threshold of occasionally using the golden finger.

He only managed to snag a 3% stake in a large oil field he discovered, and he didn't even dare to hold onto it. Shell Oil was a merger that Henry had implemented, becoming a British-Dutch joint venture, a unique structure of one son and two mothers. The company was previously primarily Dutch, so most of its operations were in former Dutch colonies, areas where it had a tangled web of British interests.

Now that he has a son and two mothers, he naturally has the confidence to develop in the Middle East. In his original expectation, whether he can make money is not important. He can get a share of the pie as a British company. Even if it means losses, it is meaningful to succeed.

Who would have thought that the original intention was to just do it casually, as the important thing was to participate.

A mountain of gold was drilled out by driving a nail!

Penang Petrochemical holds 30% of the Saudi project, and Shell Oil holds 33% of Penang Petrochemical. This means that Shell Oil holds 10% of this Saudi project.

Just based on this 10%, just based on that nail just now, for Shell Oil, the US$ million investment in Penang has been recovered.

And at least the investment will be recovered, and there is a high possibility that the profit will be doubled.

After so many years in the business world, Henry had the illusion for the first time that money was so damn easy to make.

Compared to the mountain of gold in front of him, Henry turned around and looked at Zheng Yi with a changed expression.

This is the real gold mountain!
While other workers were still cheering for the oil field, Henry remained calm and approached Zheng Yi who was reading a book.

I took a look at the book he was reading and found it was the original German version of "On War". I couldn't help but ask curiously, "Mr. Zheng, can you actually read German?"

"Well, it's okay, but not as smooth as English."

"Mr. Zheng likes military affairs?"

Zheng Yi: "What man doesn't like military affairs? Especially now that I have a city."

Henry: "With your talent, what's a mere city to you? It's only a few hundred thousand, or at most a million people. If you're willing to join a great nation, you'll at least be treated like a distinguished guest."

"Hahaha, you can just treat me as a kid. It's my own thing, so of course I can like it as much as I want, but I also have to find a way to protect it.
To be honest, Mr. Henry, the living conditions of us Nanyang Chinese in the Far East are not good. The local indigenous Malays are very hostile to us. Alas~"

Upon hearing this, Henry slapped his thigh and said, "Mr. Zheng needs weapons? I'm very familiar with the leaders of the Royal Machinery Company (ROF). I can ask them to sell them to you...

No, I think they should build a branch factory in Penang and hire you Chinese to produce weapons for their own defense!"

Upon hearing this, Zheng Yi said with a half-smile, "Mr. Henry, can you convince Royal Machinery to build a factory in Penang?"

Henry: "Probably."

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Henry. It's just that we Chinese in Southeast Asia can produce weapons ourselves, but...

The Colonial Office is very wary of us. You know, I am just a small Kapitan of Penang. Compared to the British Colonial Office..."

Henry: "The Malayan Colonial Bureau is fucking shit! Did they offend you, Mr. Zheng? Who offended you? I'll make him unemployed within a week! Unemployed!"

Zheng Yi smiled and said, "Not that, not that."

Henry: "Of course, it's true. Penang is nothing. Mr. Zheng, your ability alone is far greater than that of the entire Malaya! Mr. Zheng, don't worry, I will handle this matter for you."

(End of this chapter)