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Chapter 123 Oil: Supply and Demand Out of Line with Reality! (Third Update!)

"Yes!" Lin Man scanned the person in front of him from head to toe, tilted his head, and said, "Get in the car!"

The person standing in front of the vehicle peered into the carriage and, seeing it was already packed with people, took a step back: "Aren't you afraid of being checked by the traffic police?"

"As long as you don't do anything reckless in front of the traffic police, they won't check you. Hurry up and get in the car, or I'll close the door." After saying that, Lin Man pulled the door frame with his right hand, as if he was about to close the door.

The person outside saw this action, quickly reached out to stop him, and then climbed into the car.

I squeezed in with several children in the car.

On the way from Xinhui City to Hongxing Village, none of the adults on the bus spoke, only the children were enjoying their KFC.

Back in Hongxing Village, after sending the children who had come with them home and their elderly father home, Lin Man and Wang Ju took the middleman to the village's seafood restaurant. They ordered two fish, and after the dishes were served, the three of them raised their glasses and clinked them together. Only then did Lin Man ask the middleman, "Brother, I haven't had a chance to ask your name yet. Also, how much money did you bring this time? Can you afford to eat it all?"

The second oil vendor put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and then said unhurriedly, "My surname is Guo, Liangying! Guo Liangying!"

Lin Man and Wang Ju, sitting at the dining table, fell silent and began to communicate frantically with their eyes and body language.

Lin Man: You should call your third uncle right away.

Wang Ju: I'm sending a message.

Lin Man: Still no response?

Wang Ju: The old man is probably out socializing and hasn't replied to the message.

Guo Liangying observed their every move. As the two exchanged glances again, Guo Liangying, holding a wine glass, forcefully interrupted the conversation: "My original name was Guo Liang, but my mom became obsessed with Super Girl, so I had my name changed."

"As for the money—"

"Four million barrels of oil, no matter the price, would require an astronomical sum of money. And I'm just a middleman; I don't have the money, but I know who needs oil and who's willing to pay a generous price, even in cash."

"I can help you sell your oil domestically and get the money directly from China. You won't have to go through all the trouble of traveling to the Middle East or finding ships."

"Then we need to talk about commissions."

"My asking price is one dollar per barrel, four million barrels of oil, totaling four million dollars."

Upon hearing Guo Liangying's offer, Wang Ju immediately became anxious. You see, he had been working tirelessly for Lin Man because he had acquired shares in Lin Man.

Those shares can be converted into substantial dividends in the future, once the company is on the right track and fully operational.

But that's for the future. Right now, even if he gets those shares, he won't get $400 million.

But this guy in front of me just casually asked for $400 million.

Robbery?

Damn it, the bank is right there, why don't you just rob it?

He cursed inwardly, but Guo Liangying, who was opposite him, seemed to be able to read his mind. She looked up at the two of them and said, "You two are definitely cursing me for not robbing a bank."

"I'm telling you right now, the banks don't have that much cash!"

"Besides, if you rob a bank, you can't use the money."

The sound echoed in the private room. Lin Man and Wang Ju turned their heads and looked at each other. Then, Lin Man asked in a low voice, "Why do I have a feeling that he really did plan to rob a bank?"

"I don't know!" Wang Ju shook her head. "But I've heard that people there are pretty rough around the edges, so maybe they really have considered it."

The two didn't lower their voices intentionally, so Guo Liangying could naturally hear them. However, Guo Liangying didn't respond and just continued drinking her wine.

After he drank half a glass of baijiu, Lin Man turned to look at him and asked, "Is your next company domestic or international?"

After Lin Man steered the conversation back on track, Guo Liangying put down her wine glass: "It depends on your budget!"

Psychological price point —

Lin Man took out his phone and started searching for crude oil prices on his mobile browser. As soon as he saw the prices, his heart sank.

Dubai crude oil is priced at $83.7 per barrel!

UAE crude oil is priced at $85.1 per barrel!

The moment he saw the price, he clutched his heart with his right hand, forcing himself not to collapse.

Across the table, Guo Liangying noticed the change in his expression. She picked up her chopsticks, put a piece of shrimp in her mouth, and said in a calm tone, "That price is fictitious, or rather, the supply and demand relationship of international oil has now been decoupled."

"In terms of data, firstly, in the futures market, those people on Wall Street are crazy about futures trading and are shorting futures like crazy."

"They're releasing all sorts of positive news about crude oil like crazy."

"Then there's the international price, which depends entirely on the mood of those people in the Middle East. If they're in a good mood, they can lower it by five dollars; if they're in a bad mood, they can lower it by four dollars."

"In reality, the number of oil tankers leaving the Strait of Hormuz has decreased significantly. From the 20th of last month until now, even including those shadow fleets, no more than 20 ships pass through each day."

"Our ships make up a significant portion of that."

"You should know that during normal times, there are more than a hundred oil tankers passing through the Strait of Hormuz."

"Therefore, only the price quoted for the oil that has been transported out has value; everything else has no value."

Lin Man put down her phone and looked at Guo Liangying with a hint of disbelief: "You're not lying to me?"

"Why would I lie to you?" Guo Liangying picked up her wine glass again, made a toasting gesture towards Lin Man, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp: "There's no benefit for me to lie to you. First of all, regarding the four million barrels of oil you have, Mr. Wang from Deli has already explained the origin of these four million barrels of oil to my uncle very clearly."

"These four million barrels of oil will definitely end up in your hands before the Iranians get theirs."

"I make one dollar from you for every barrel of oil I sell, that's four million dollars."

"It's much easier than any other job I could do, and it's cash. Do you know how valuable cash flow is these days?"

"It's only because you guys kept this a secret that not many people know about it. If other people knew, the three of us might not be able to eat here today."

"Given that you don't understand these international market trends, as someone who's been leeching off you, I'll give you a free report on the international crude oil situation."

"The lowest price for light crude oil from the Middle East, once it leaves the Strait of Hormuz, is $126.47 per barrel today."

"Note that this is just being shipped out."

"Countries that act quickly can snatch the oil at this price from those shadow fleets, while countries that act slowly can only snatch secondhand oil from others."

"Prices will have to rise another five to ten dollars. In Japan, for example, because they react very slowly, the price of oil they pay has already reached $140."

"These are just crude oil prices, not including shipping costs, so do you realize how valuable those four million barrels of Iranian crude oil you hold are, as Iran could personally escort them out of the Strait of Hormuz?"

"If you are in a hurry to sell and need cash, then I personally suggest that you keep the asking price around $131."

"When those international oil dealers get wind of it, they'll come looking for you. If you push the price down by one or two dollars, they'll take over."

After the explanation and understanding of the price trend, Lin Man's face was once again filled with a smile.

Iran offered $87 per barrel for those 400 million barrels of crude oil. With today's price of $126.47, they could net a profit of $39.47 per barrel. That would be hundreds of millions of dollars in profit.

That's all cash flow!

Sure enough, we still have to stick to energy; that's the only thing that really makes money.

After figuring out how much money he could make in his mind, Lin Man picked up his wine glass and tapped it lightly on the table.

After knocking for a while, he looked at Guo Liangying and said, "Let me state my conditions first."

"I demand cash payment, one hand for the money, the other for the bill of lading. I am not responsible for picking up the goods. The buyer needs to charter a ship to pick up the oil at the Iranian port. I will guarantee that the Iranian side will deliver the oil to their hands."

"As for the expected price, it's $125 a barrel. Anything below that is out of the question."

"If the price is higher than that, I'll only take $125. You can take as much or as little as you want, it's up to you."

"Also, I'd like to know what the consequences would be if others found out, given that we've kept this information relatively well under wraps."

"You're not responsible for picking up the goods—" Guo Liangying slapped her thigh, stood up, and started spinning around in place.

After circling around twice, he simply bypassed Lin Man and stood in front of him, staring intently at the man before him: "How can you guarantee that Iran will deliver the goods 100% to the person holding the bill of lading?"

Lin Man leaned back, crossing his legs: "He wants my things!"

"Your stuff can't possibly be unique!"

"That's unique!" Lin Man met Guo Liangying's gaze, and after a moment, he pointed to his nose: "No one but me could have made this."

Guo Liangying's confident gaze made her begin to doubt, and she started pacing back and forth behind Lin Man.

First of all, Iranians are not fools. In Iran, a place teeming with various ethnic groups, before Arab merchants began traveling the world trading, it was Persian merchants who took advantage of the geographical location to trade goods between the East and the West and make a profit from the price difference.

They wouldn't be foolish enough to exchange 400 million barrels of crude oil for something very ordinary from an ordinary person.

Therefore, the person in front of you does indeed have some good things in his hands.

Of course, it's possible that they were ordered to sell good things abroad.

If that's the case, then it certainly guarantees that the Iranians will deliver the oil to the person picking it up.

Delivery can be guaranteed, so the rest is not too troublesome.

Having figured all this out, Guo Liangying returned to her seat, picked up her wine glass, and toasted Lin Man: "Then I'll take this job!"

"But since you're so generous, brother, I can't let you down."

"I'll set the maximum price at 128. I'll keep one yuan of the three yuan, and give the remaining two yuan to Mr. Wang Wen."

"Whether he gives it to my uncle or not is his problem."

At the table, Lin Man picked up his wine glass: "Then I wish you every success!"

With the business settled, the three of them picked up their chopsticks and began to devour the meal. By the time they finished eating, it was already 9 p.m.

Wang Ju took Guo Liangying to settle in, while Lin Man, carrying two cooked fish, turned and went to the hotel.

If you're going to Iran to pick up the goods, you naturally need to let Amar know.

When they found Amal, he was reading a book, while Rajad was playing video games.

So bad!

After placing the fish on the table, Lin Man asked with concern, "How are you? Are you settling in?"

"Not bad!" came the reply from Amar, who spoke in a strangely accented Mandarin.

These two words surprised Lin Man, but at the same time, they made him begin to acknowledge the person in front of him.

A person who loves learning is at least capable of communication.

Rajad, who was standing next to him, was killed again. He put down the keyboard and mouse, slipped on his slippers and came to Linman and Amar. He put the fish on the table, then took out three bottles of sweet rice wine from the cabinet next to him, opened the caps and gave one bottle to each of them.

Lin Man took the bottle: "This stuff can barely be considered alcohol!"

He had barely finished speaking when Rajad held out the bottle, gesturing for Lin Man to clink glasses. The bottles collided, and Rajad declared, "This is authentic fermented glutinous rice sweet soup!"

"Unfortunately, it's still not sweet enough."

"————" Lin Man was speechless and didn't want to talk.

In the past few days, when he had some free time, he also learned about the dietary habits of Amar and others.

People in the Middle East love to drink fermented grape juice, but compared to Saudi Arabia and the UAE, Iranians prefer to add lethal amounts of sugar to their fermented grape juice.

Such sweetness is almost unbearable for Chinese people.

Lin Man clinked the wine bottles together with Amar, then turned to Rajad and said, "If you like this, you can come to my house tomorrow."

"I'll make you a sweet rice ball soup with egg and fermented rice wine; I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Rajad spoke a few words to Amar beside him, and Amar nodded. Rajad nodded in agreement. "Alright, it's a deal."

"It's a deal." The three bottles clinked together, making a crisp sound.

Meanwhile, Guo Liangying was arranged by Wang Ju to stay at another hotel in the village.

After seeing Wang Ju off, Guo Liangying took out her laptop from her backpack, turned it on, went into the bathroom, splashed cold water on her face, and then returned to her computer to start working.

Log in to the chat software, find the corresponding chat room, and send a message.

We have a large volume of business and require cash settlement.

As soon as he sent the message, a series of messages popped up in his chat software's friend list.

Guo Liangying dragged the mouse and began replying to messages one by one.

[Four million barrels of Iranian crude oil. Iran guarantees delivery through the Strait of Hormuz. Cash settlement with delivery orders. The seller will use the delivery orders to charter ships to Iran for delivery. The seller guarantees delivery of the crude oil.]

[Get out of here, you stupid Indians! You don't have a single cent of yours, and you're buying oil? What a load of crap!]

[No yen, thank you. I don't even accept toilet paper, nor do I accept Japanese women.]

[If you can't afford installment payments, why are you buying oil? Why are you using oil if you can't afford it? Why don't you go and do a good job with your environmental protection?]

[This is a spot delivery order. Take the order to an Iranian port, and Iran will prioritize supplying you with oil at $131 per barrel.]

[$131 per barrel, one cent less — if the money arrives within 24 hours, we can lower the price a little more.]

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