Resource Tycoon Reborn

Chapter 220 "Crash"

Murakami Nobi was not in a good mood because he saw Sato Chuichi, the director of the purchasing department of Shikoku Petroleum Co., Ltd.'s competitor Scomo Petroleum Company, his predecessor's old rival, and a very difficult guy.

Murakami Nobi's predecessor was kicked out by the president of Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd. because Kuwait Petroleum Company, an important supplier of oil imports to Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd., was unable to supply oil. Due to time constraints and heavy procurement tasks

, so he, the former deputy minister, was promoted to minister without much competition. In the peaceful years, this position would be enough to make those who are qualified to sit in the company break for it.

Murakami Nobi understands this, so since taking office, he has been running around looking for more sources of crude oil.

Like Sato Nakaichi, Murakami Nobi also used friends in the futures market to investigate accounts that had been buying and rarely selling in the past few months, and then followed the clues and found Yu Dongfeng's door. The two parties were almost

The news obtained at the same time was that Murakami Nobi arrived in Hong Kong an hour earlier than Sato Nakaichi. After getting the news that Yu Dongfeng had gone to Saudi Arabia, Murakami Nobi immediately decided to catch up to Saudi Arabia. And like Sato Nakaichi,

Murakami Nobi also brought two beautiful female employees, but he only brought four employees in the department.

What pleased Murakami Nobi was that among Sato Naka's staff, only Matsushita Rimiko could be considered a beauty, while Ku Daiko could only be said to be an average-to-upper-class woman, and the two female employees he brought

, but they are two flowers from the Public Relations Department of Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd., one of whom was once a famous Japanese photo actress, and it goes without saying that she is a good girl. This is the trump card of the Public Relations Department of Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd.! He has already found out clearly,

Yu Dongfeng is in his middle age and usually prefers women, but with these two flowers, it's easy to talk about it.

After getting off the plane, Sato Nakaichi and his party walked in front, while Murakami Nobi and his party followed behind.

"Imai Imai, you and Harana Mai go to the bathroom and put on your clothes. Remember to put on your veil. You must remember the taboos I told you before you came here and don't cause trouble for everyone." Nobi Murakami put the suitcase in his hand.

He handed it to a subordinate on the side and said, "Suzuki Sanbon, you go with them and make sure not to cause trouble!" Murakami Nobi has been to the Middle East several times and knows the situation in Saudi Arabia very well, but the rest of these

Personally, the two female employees have never been here before, and only two of the four male employees have been here before. So along the way, in addition to thinking about how to persuade Yu Dongfeng to sell oil to the company, Murakami Nobi was also

Keep "educating" these people to prevent them from causing any uncontrollable scandal in Saudi Arabia.

"Hai!" the three of them said in unison.

Sato Nakaichi led everyone through customs with a gloomy expression and boarded the bus provided by the airport to the hotel. Then he said solemnly: "You have all noticed, Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd. has also sent people to Saudi Arabia. Although it is still

We are not sure that they have the same goal as us, but I still want to remind you that from now on, everyone should cheer up. This time when you come to Saudi Arabia, there will be no room for any mistakes! Murakami is better than them if they say and

It doesn’t matter that we don’t have the same goal. If he is also looking for the Singaporean named Yu Dongfeng, then he is our enemy! If this acquisition fails, I, Sato Nakaichi, will certainly have no shame to sit down as the minister again.

If you don't, you won't get any good fruit, do you understand?"

Watanabe and the others nodded repeatedly. Those who could be brought out by Sato Nakaichi were naturally the ones he favored and the ones who were closer to him. Once Sato Nakaichi lost power in the company, they would naturally also

Will be affected. So even without Sato Chuichi's reminder, they would not dare to be careless in the slightest.

Soon, the group arrived at the Hilton Hotel located in the center of Jeddah Port. Sato Zhongichi had already booked a room here when he was in Hong Kong.

"Rimiko, Kudaiko, here is your room card. A waiter will bring you clothes in a moment. Remember to put on your Arab robe and veil when you go out." Sato Zhongyi didn't want his group to become

The focus in the eyes of the locals, in that case, even if there is no trouble, there will be trouble. How much effect can I have by cramming Arabic etiquette into a few people? Sato Nakaichi has no idea, and Oe Saburo

They didn't have any problems on the surface, so he was already thankful to God.

He gave Watanabe Bird and Koe Saburo their respective room cards, and he stood at the front desk, contacting Yu Dongfeng. Although it was already a bit late, he did not dare to delay for a minute, in case Murakami Nobi

They were also coming in the east wind. If they were a step slower because of this and let Murakami get the better of them, Sato Nakaichi would be tempted to commit suicide. Fortunately, here in Arabia, because it is too hot during the day, many people go to bed late.

Getting up late is completely different from Japan.

The call was connected quickly. Sato Zhongyi respectfully apologized for disturbing Yu Dongfeng so late, and then reported his name and purpose of visit. To his delight, the other party's attitude was quite kind.

I asked them how many people there were and asked them to rest in the hotel first. A vehicle would pick them up at the Hilton Hotel around 9:30 tomorrow morning.

After hanging up the phone, Sato Zhongyi breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that so far, Yu Dongfeng does not reject him very much, and he must still have oil futures contracts in his hands. During his trip to the Middle East,

Okay, there is still hope that we won’t return empty-handed. Feeling relieved, Sato Nakaichi pondered in his mind whether Matsushita Rimiko should come to his room to “report” on the work...

At nine o'clock in the morning, Sato Zhongyi led everyone downstairs and sat down in the corner of the hall. After all, he still did not dare to call Matsushita Rimiko to his room, in order to ensure that he had enough food when meeting Yu Dongfeng

With so much energy, he finally suppressed his desire.

Watanabe Bird and Koe Saburo kept yawning, obviously they didn't sleep well last night. On the other hand, Matsushita Rimiko and Kudaiko were in good spirits.

"Drink more coffee and be more energetic. What will you look like later?" Sato Zhongyi said with some dissatisfaction. When interacting with people, the first impression is very important. How can two people win the trust of each other with such virtues?

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"Hai! Hai!" Watanabe Bird and Koe Saburo said in succession.

"Minister Sato!" Matsushita Rimiko suddenly grabbed Sato Nakaichi's hand and said with some anxiety, "Look at those people, are they from Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd.?"

Sato Nakaichi raised his head in surprise, and then he saw Murakami Nobi and his party walking out of the elevator. Their eyes happened to meet, and Murakami Nobi couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Baga! Why does he live here too!" Murakami Nobi cursed in his heart. In order to avoid facing Sato Nakaichi directly yesterday, the group of them almost waited until the end to clear the level. Unexpectedly, they met here again today.

Murakami Nobi almost wondered if he had not worshiped some god this time when he went abroad, so why did he recite it like this?

"Ah, isn't this Minister Sato of Scomo Petroleum Company?" Murakami cursed in his heart, but Murakami looked more surprised than on the surface, "Why are you here in Saudi Arabia?"

"Baga! Isn't this fucking nonsense?" At this time, what else can he do to come to Saudi Arabia? Is this Murakami Nobi deliberately disgusting himself or is he just pretending to be stupid? Sato Nakaichi cursed in his heart

road.

"Haha, what Minister Murakami said is not true... Haha, you can come to Saudi Arabia, why can't I come?" Sato Nakaichi asked.

The two of them greeted each other with a smile on their face and talked nonsense, but they were secretly thinking about how to trick each other and find out what the other party wanted to do in Saudi Arabia.

"Looks like it's just the two of them!" Neither Sato Chuichi nor Murakami Nobi noticed Dudliwei, who was sitting on the sofa on the other side of the hall, laughing secretly in his heart, waiting for a good show. Next to him was an urgent follower.

Of course, the four negotiators from Fudi Petroleum Holding Company who flew from Europe would not know that Dudley Wei and Fang Mingyuan had already reached an agreement, and all they needed to do today was to put on a show!

Without waiting for long, a young yellow man walked in from the door of Hilton Hotel, walked straight to the front desk of the hotel and loudly said in English: "Please help me check, Dudley of the British Fudi Oil Holdings Company"

Mr. Wei, Mr. Sato Nakaichi of Japan's Scomo Oil Company and Mr. Murakami Nobi of Shikoku Oil Co., Ltd."

Dudley patted the person next to him, and the person immediately stood up knowingly and said: "Friend, you were sent here by Mr. Yu, right? We are from the British Forte Oil Holdings Company."

After Murakami Nohi and Sato Nakaichi were stunned, they realized that this foreign devil was actually from the oil company, and he seemed to have come from the east wind. Watanabe Bird and Suzuki Sanmoto also stood up quickly.

Greeted loudly.

Only then did the young man notice the three groups of people in the hall. After greeting Dudliwe and the others, he said, "Please follow me. I have arranged a vehicle to pick you up to meet our President Yu."

Dudley and three others followed him. As soon as they walked out of the Hilton gate, their eyes were completely attracted by the car parked in front of the door...