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Chapter 130 The Vietnamese Middleman! (First Update!)

Accompanied by Wu Yuansong's bold words, he and the four people behind him walked out of the airport, made a phone call at the entrance, and waited for a while before the people from the hotel who came to pick them up arrived.

The greeters, dressed like butlers, gave them a great deal of face, speaking Vietnamese the entire time and bowing and scraping, which satisfied the vanity of the five men at that moment.

After arriving at the hotel and resting for a while, the group gathered in Wu Yuansong's room, waiting for Guo Liangying's call while making calls to others.

After a while, the person who had been making a phone call by the window came to Wu Yuansong with his head down, looking dejected: "I just spoke with Nguyen Van An, and he told me that the Iranians have completely blocked the Strait of Hormuz."

"They won't even let us in now, there's no way to trade at all!"

Unexpectedly, upon hearing this, Wu Yuansong not only wasn't angry at all, but instead slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "Isn't this great?"

This one sentence drew everyone's attention to him, their eyes filled with confusion.

To transport oil, one must first enter the Persian Gulf, then reach Iranian ports to load the oil, and finally transport it out.

But now, even oil tankers can't get in, so what's the point?

Noticing the confusion on their faces, Wu Yuansong slapped his thigh, stood up, and spread his hands to explain, "They're selling Iranian oil, and they say they can guarantee our ships' safe passage through the Strait of Hormuz."

"But now that the Iranians aren't even letting their ships in, can't we directly verify what these people are saying?"

"After meeting them, we told them directly that we had ships in the Arabian Sea, and the first step in the deal was for them to contact the Iranians and put our ships into the Strait of Hormuz."

"As long as our ships can safely pass through the Strait of Hormuz and enter the Persian Gulf, we can begin trading."

"Give us some money now, and we'll give you more once the oil starts loading."

Take your time!

"Once the oil is loaded, out of the Persian Gulf, and across the Strait of Hormuz, we will pay the final installment."

"Everyone's happy!"

After hearing his analysis, the people who were just worried instantly smiled, because that was indeed the case.

Moreover, if they're bold enough, they might even be able to renege on the last payment.

400 million barrels of crude oil, at $128 a barrel, totaling $5.12 million. Even a tiny fraction of that could be skimped on, and the profit would be enormous.

That's enough for them to live on for a long time.

Having figured this out, the group nodded repeatedly to Wu Yuansong, who also nodded in agreement. He then walked to the window and admired the view outside through the hotel's floor-to-ceiling windows.

After standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, Wu Yuansong's eyes darted around before slowly focusing. He observed the situation of the people behind him through the reflection in the window.

A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

Her smile was a little creepy!

He hadn't been laughing for long when his phone rang. Wu Yuansong took out his phone, saw that it was the middleman calling, quickly answered, and then asked with a smile, "Where's the address you gave me?"

The person on the other end of the phone was Guo Liangying. Upon hearing this question, she paused for a moment, then asked with some confusion, "I sent you a text message, didn't you see it?"

These words startled Wu Yuansong, who quickly exited the call and checked his text messages.

He hadn't noticed it until he looked through the messages, and then he saw one from that number among the pile of notifications.

The above is an address.

Hongxing Village, Linhai Town, Xinhui City

After reading the address twice, Wu Yuansong pressed his thumb on the text to copy the address. He then opened the map app on his phone, pasted the address into the search box, and clicked search.

Two or three seconds later, the map software screen changed, and the three planned routes appeared immediately afterward.

The distance is about 220 kilometers. You can take a section of highway, and the rest is national and provincial roads. It will take about 3 hours.

It's a bit far and a bit out of the way!

I'm a little afraid of being dumped in a place like this for a transaction!

After a two-second silence, Wu Yuansong handed his phone to the people next to him: "Take a look and see if you want to go and make the deal."

Upon hearing that the transaction address had been obtained, the four people next to him were initially very excited. However, after figuring out the transaction address, their excitement vanished, replaced by doubt and worry.

After all, people have traveled a long way to make a deal, and no one can guarantee that the other party won't cheat them.

If you're unlucky and run into a double-cross, turning them into a shark buffet, wouldn't that be the end of you?

They wanted to back out, but the thought of the money they could make in this deal made them retract their hesitation. Four million barrels of oil were sold to them by Chinese middlemen for $128 a barrel, and through their connections, they managed to sell this batch...

The price of oil sold to the Vietnamese government was $137 per barrel.

With a price difference of $9, they can earn a total of $3600 million.

This time, the ship transporting the oil was their own, and their own ships were cheaper.

After deducting costs, the five of them can earn approximately $30 million.

In the end, each person received approximately $600 million.

After deducting the cost of networking, each person could still net around $500 million.

With the global economy in a downturn, where can you find a place where you can earn $500 million just by saying a few words?

It's inevitable that money is hard to earn and life is tough!

Moreover, it's highly unlikely that a group of lunatics would appear in a place like China!

But who knows?

After hesitating for a long time, the group finally exchanged a glance and nodded to Wu Yuansong in unison: "Let's go, let's give it a try!"

"Okay!" Wu Yuansong took the phone, stuffed it into his pocket, then picked up the hotel phone and called the front desk: "Prepare a car for us, we need to go to Xinhui City."

"Room non-refundable!"

After finishing his call with the hotel receptionist, he picked up a notepad, wrote a few words on it, tore it off, and stuffed it into his pocket.

The hotel acted quickly, calling back in less than 10 minutes to say that they had arranged a car.

The people in the room exchanged glances, picked up their backpacks, and went out.

Passing by the front desk, Wu Yuansong saw the hotel manager, took out two banknotes from his wallet, tucked a note into his pocket, and handed it to the manager: "I will call your hotel at six o'clock tonight."

"If you didn't call, please take this information to the police station to report the case."

Upon hearing the police report, the hotel manager hurriedly took the note. After reading that it said these people were going to Hongxing Village, Linhai Town, Xinhui City to discuss business cooperation, the manager breathed a sigh of relief and nodded to the group, saying, "Sir, don't worry, I will do as you instruct."

After receiving a reply from the hotel manager, Wu Yuansong turned around and followed the four people in front of him.

Once we got in the car, it sped southwest, turning from the city onto the highway, then onto the national road, and finally onto the provincial road.

Just as the passengers' backsides were starting to ache from the long ride, the car screeched to a halt in front of the Hongxing Village Committee.

As soon as the car came to a stop, Wu Yuansong was the first to push open the door and get out. When the others tried to get out, he raised his hand to stop them.

He took out his phone, snapped a picture of the village committee building in front of him, and casually sent it to the middleman.

The message was sent, and the other party quickly replied with a text message.

[Keep moving forward, there's a Red Star Holiday Sunshine Hotel. Message me again when you get to the hotel lobby!]

Having obtained the new address, Wu Yuansong, like a gamer, opened his phone's map and selected navigation again.

The map popped up, and he found that the target location was not far from him. A smile finally appeared on his face.

The car started again and drove towards the Red Star Holiday Sunshine Hotel.

Upon arriving at the hotel, Wu Yuansong got out of the car with another person, while the remaining three stayed inside.

Upon entering the hotel lobby, he sent another message to the middleman.

No sooner had the message been sent than Wu Yuansong caught a glimpse of a young man walking towards the back door of the hotel out of the corner of his eye. The young man's gaze quickly locked onto him, and he squinted as he looked Wu Yuansong up and down.

Just as Wu Yuansong was about to ask, the other person spoke first: "Wu Song?"

"It's me!"

"You can't just pick a random name!" the young man said, turning to walk towards the hotel's back door. After taking a couple of steps and not hearing any noise behind him, he turned back again: "Don't worry, the business hasn't even started yet. I won't throw you into the sea to feed the sharks."

"And there are no sharks in the waters around here!"

Hearing this, Wu Yuansong didn't know whether to laugh or not. He took a breath and started walking to catch up with the young man.

The hotel's back door leads to a semi-open courtyard filled with sun umbrellas, with the beach visible in the distance.

The young man walked straight to a parasol under the shade of a tree, sat down there, and then, noticing that Wu Yuansong and the other man hadn't followed, turned back and waved to them.

The transaction was so rudimentary that even Wu Yuansong could hardly believe it.

His eyes were sharp as he scanned his surroundings, trying to find anyone who might be there.

But after scanning the area, he couldn't find anyone except the person lying under the parasol.

Unable to find the person, Wu Yuansong could only keep his heart in his throat, preparing to flee at any moment.

Having mentally prepared himself, Wu Yuansong walked over, sat down on a beach chair opposite, placed his bag on the table, and asked directly, "How do we trade?"

The person under the parasol was Guo Liangying. Upon hearing the question, she picked up a metal box next to the recliner, placed it on the table, opened it, and rotated it to show it to Wu Yuansong: "This contains the delivery order. As for how to conduct the transaction, that's up to you."

"If your ship is just outside the Strait of Hormuz, and you pay, then these two bills of lading are yours. You can take photos of them now and send them to your people so they can contact the Iranians patrolling the Strait of Hormuz. They will then lead you into the Persian Gulf, dock at an Iranian port, load oil, and then send you out."

"If your ship is not here, or if you need to delay loading oil, then you should wait here."

"You can pay us after your ship enters the Persian Gulf."

"If you simply want to be middlemen and resell the tickets, that's fine too, but you have to pay first."

After explaining the transaction method, Guo Liangying picked up a glass of juice and made a toasting gesture towards Wu Yuansong: "I also need to remind you, don't think about forging a ticket to cause trouble. This ticket is just a voucher."

"What's truly useful is the telephone!"

"Once the transaction officially begins, we will notify the Iranians. Only after the Iranians receive the notification will they proceed to the next step."

"Alright, now it's your turn to make the decision."

After saying all the nice things and the mean things, Guo Liangying leaned back in the beach chair, closed her eyes, and started drinking juice.

It was as if this deal had nothing to do with him.

Beside him, Wu Yuansong turned around and whispered to the person next to him.

On the way here, the group had simulated the details of the transaction, so speaking to each other in person now was just acting.

The two chattered away, getting more and more excited, until they finally started arguing loudly.

During the argument, Wu Yuansong was still glancing at the person opposite him out of the corner of his eye.

He wouldn't have been so upset if he hadn't looked, but once he did, he was completely distraught.

The person opposite him wasn't wearing sunglasses, so he could easily catch the movement of the other person's eyes out of the corner of his eye.

And that guy just lay there lazily on the deck chair, eyes closed, like he was dead!

I don't care about them at all!

Once he understood this, Wu Yuansong raised his hands and pressed them down in a gestural motion. His companion received the signal, shut his mouth instantly, and then sat down angrily.

Wu Yuansong, standing to the side, leaned forward like a victorious man and whispered to Guo Liangying, "Our ship is in the Arabian Sea, right next to the Strait of Hormuz."

"We've chosen to load oil in the Persian Gulf right now. You can call the Iranians now and ask them to allow our ships into the Persian Gulf."

"Sure, your ship's hull number and your captain's name!" Guo Liangying, who was on the deck chair, opened her eyes and reached out her hand to Wu Yuansong.

Wu Yuansong turned around and gave his companion a wink. His companion immediately opened his backpack, took out two documents, stood up, and handed the documents to Guo Liangying with both hands.

Guo Liangying took the document, glanced at it, took out her phone to take a picture of it, and then sent the document to Lin Man.

Upon receiving the information, Lin Man did not immediately share it with Rajad. Instead, he logged onto an international shipping website, entered the information about the two ships, and selected to search.

The international shipping website responded to Lin Man's inquiry in a very short time.

According to radar signals, the two ships are currently anchored outside the Strait of Hormuz, drifting in the international waters of the Gulf of Oman, south of the Iranian coastal town of Wanak.

Having found this information, Lin Man then shared the information about the two ships with Rajad.

Rajad, who was lying dead in his hotel room, received the message and immediately passed it on to Amar. After reading the contents, Amar picked up the phone and called back to Jask in the Hormuzgan province.

Iran, Holmzgan Province, Jask Port.

The Strait of Hormuz is Iran's choke point for blocking Middle Eastern oil, but it is also the choke point for other Middle Eastern oil-producing countries to block Iranian oil.

To prevent being held hostage, the Iranians built a 1000-kilometer-long oil pipeline to transport oil from the Persian Gulf to the port of Jask.

To allow their oil to bypass the Strait of Hormuz and be exported.

As such an important stronghold, Iran's Revolutionary Guard naturally deployed defensive forces here.

These armed groups, while undertaking defensive missions, are also assisting in blocking the Strait of Hormuz.

Upon receiving a call from their commander, the Revolutionary Guard speedboats deployed in Jask Port immediately set sail from the port towards the southeastern sea.