Born Tech Mad

Ross sat in a helicopter and quickly flew to Tianjing. Tianjing's pier can accommodate giant oil tankers, and it is not far from the capital. PetroChina and Iran are delivering oil at Tianjing's pier.

The speed of this helicopter is 400 to 500 kilometers per hour, which is too slow for Ross to bear. The only advantage is that it is convenient and can take off at any time.

Ross is now eagerly looking forward to the country's super engine being manufactured quickly. In that case, he can double the speed of this helicopter, and it will be much more convenient to return to the capital.

The plane arrived in Tianjing several hours later and landed near the pier.

On the pier, more than a dozen oil tankers flying the Iranian flag are exporting crude oil to PetroChina through pipelines, and a group of bigwigs from PetroChina are receiving crude oil.

Ross climbed out of the helicopter and walked to the pier.

"Major General Luo!" Rose had just appeared, and immediately caused the oil workers to shout excitedly.

On the pier, a fat man wearing glasses and a suit ran over happily after seeing Rose.

"Major General Luo, I'm calling you. Let me introduce myself. I'm Li Can, Chairman of PetroChina. Nice to meet you."

"Chairman Li is polite. How is the delivery of crude oil?"

"I'm pumping. The quality of Iranian oil is very good and the price is fair. We are happy to make this deal. Let me take you to meet the Iranian Lieutenant General Mohammad."

Ross nodded, and under the leadership of Li Can, Ross boarded the Iranian oil tanker.

On the tanker, a general with a beard and glasses happily hugged Ross, and the Chinese translator beside him was helping him translate simultaneously.

"Respected Major General Luo, please forgive us for delaying the delivery of crude oil. It took us a lot of time to raise these oils. In addition, we were a bit unlucky. When passing through the Persian Gulf Strait, we encountered American warships. They suspected that our oil tanker There is a problem. We have been questioned. Those damn Yankees delayed us by four days, so we are several days behind the deadline for oil delivery. Please do understand Iran's difficulties."

Ross finally understood why Iran only sent the oil now. It turned out that it had encountered the Pacific police. It was a waste of time, and they couldn't be blamed.

Ross smiled immediately: "Lieutenant General Muhammad. You were delayed by the Americans. Since it happened for a reason, I won't blame you. We have produced about 30 tons of the special fuel you need. If necessary, you You can go to Yuta Company to pick up the goods now. If you want to wait until all 50 tons of fuel are produced, and then bring it back to Iran, there is no problem. Everything is up to you to decide.”

Muhammad was a little distressed: "Those damned Americans are still guarding the Persian Gulf Strait. I am worried that if they find our special fuel, they will take it away from us on the grounds of transporting drugs or dangerous chemicals. For the sake of safety, can your country send a civil airliner to help us transport these fuels. The Americans dare not stop China's civil airliner, and we are willing to pay for the freight."

Ross shrugged: "This matter. You discuss it with our country's civil aviation department. I am only responsible for delivering fuel to you."

"Okay, thank you Major General Luo. After Iran produces missiles with special propellants, those Yankees in the Persian Gulf have to be careful."

Ross narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Mr. Lieutenant General, if you have time, you can go to our Yuta company again. Our company has recently produced many advanced weapons, which I believe will help Iran."

Ross' words made Lieutenant General Muhammad excited: "Is this true? I'll go right away."

"Mr. Lieutenant General. If you go to Yuta Company, I believe you will not be disappointed. Excuse me, I still have things to do."

After Ross finished speaking, he pulled the chairman of PetroChina. Smiling and walking to the other side of the pier.

"Chairman Li, when will you be able to transfer the 50 billion funds to Yuta's account."

"Major General Luo, don't worry, all the money will arrive in the account within three days. It is our honor to cooperate with Yuta Company."

"Chairman Li is being polite. I would like to ask, is your company willing to continue to cooperate with Yuta Company?"

Chairman Li nodded with a smile: "The oil sent from Iran is much cheaper than that from their country, and the delivery to our door allows us to reduce a lot of transportation costs. This business can make us a lot of money. As long as Iran re-exports Oil, as much as you want, we accept as much. Don’t worry about the money, we will get a lot of money, and all will be transferred to the account of Yuta Company.”

Ross smiled: "The cooperation I'm talking about is not Iranian oil."

Li Can was excited: "Could it be that Yuta Corporation also exported weapons to Iraq, Iraq and other countries, and also exchanged oil? No problem, as long as they are pulled over, we will have them all. Our country is too short of oil, because of the lack of oil , That’s why the price of oil is so much higher than in the United States. There’s no way around it! The cost of transporting and refining oil alone takes up a lot.”

Ross smiled: "If there is a kind of oil, we don't need to import it from abroad. We produce it ourselves and sell it to PetroChina and Sinopec. You refine it and then sell it nationwide. And the price will be half cheaper than those mineral crude oils. You guys Is CNPC willing to do this kind of business?”

The chairman was shocked by Ross's words: "Major General Luo... You are kidding. Where can I find oil that is half the price? Recently, the international oil price has dropped sharply, and Iran and Russia can no longer make much money from oil extraction. If Let them cut the price by half again, absolutely not. Because every barrel of oil produced, you have to lose a barrel. What you said can’t happen, and the current oil price can’t drop 20 to 30 dollars a barrel.”

Ross smiled: "Don't worry about whether I can figure it out or not. I just want to ask, if there is a kind of oil that can be sold to you at half the current oil price, would you want it?"

Li Can was excited: "Major General Luo, we are not stupid. Who would refuse such a good money-making business? There is really that kind of cheap oil. We accept as much as you have. The country's oil shortage is too big. In order to import For oil, we can only develop relations with oil-producing countries.

Once foreign countries stop supplying oil, our country's oil reserves will only be sufficient for three months. After three months, if we don't get any more oil, the country's economy will stop and society will fall into turmoil. Oil is the blood of industry and economy! "

Ross patted Li Can on the shoulder: "That's the first thing to say here! If I come up with that kind of cheap oil in the future, I will sell it to you, and we can make money together."

Li Can was excited: "Major General Luo, you are a national treasure-level scientist. You have produced almost all the things you said you could produce. Can you tell me, what kind of oil is this cheap oil you are talking about?" (~^ ~)