After Nelson returned to the presidential suite he had booked at the Ambassador Diaoyutai State Guesthouse, he took out a brick-sized satellite phone and quickly dialed a number.
As soon as the phone was connected, a cursing middle-aged man's voice was heard, and the angry voice was like a lion's roar.
"Nelson! You bastard, do you know what time it is? It's already two o'clock in the morning. I just lay down to sleep and you woke me up..."
The middle-aged man kept cursing for almost five minutes before he stopped, but his tone was full of threats.
"Speak now! If you don't give me a reasonable explanation today, your bonus this month will be gone."
"President Hall! I'm really sorry to disturb your rest." Nelson knew the president's character. He was completely objective and never blamed anyone. He took a deep breath and told him the whole story.
On the other side, thousands of miles away in a luxurious manor in California, USA, a middle-aged white man got up and went to the desk after answering the phone, drinking coffee and asking questions.
"Does Huaxia Offshore Oil Co., Ltd. know the true reserves of the Yacheng gas field?"
"I don't think so."
"What do you mean by 'should'? This is how you do things. You disappoint me so much, Nelson!" The middle-aged man was completely enraged. He didn't even have the interest to continue scolding. He said coldly without any emotion:
"Headquarters will send Herbert to China to take over your position. After you complete the handover, return to headquarters as soon as possible."
"President Hall! I was wrong, can you please..." Nelson begged for mercy, but the call was hung up before he could finish his words. All kinds of misfortunes flooded into his mind, and he immediately smashed the satellite phone in his hand, which was like a brick, to the ground.
With a loud "bang", an expensive satellite phone was completely shattered into pieces, and various electronic parts were scattered all over the ground.
"Boss! What happened?" The female secretary who was washing her golden hair in the bathroom hurried over wearing warm slippers.
"I... have been transferred back... to the headquarters and am no longer the general manager of China." Nelson thought about his efforts of more than ten years coming to nothing and burst into tears. It was so sad to hear it and make anyone who saw it cry. He no longer had the arrogance he had when negotiating with the Chinese.
"Oh!" A sarcastic look suddenly appeared on the female secretary's shiny white face. She had just entered the workplace and was full of longing for the future. She was even about to enter the marriage hall with her beloved boyfriend.
But during a cocktail party, she inexplicably ended up in his bed. This wouldn't have been a big deal, but she didn't expect that as his leader, he insisted on having her be his personal secretary and assistant. For the sake of work, she had no choice but to give in.
"Nina! Come here." Nelson was so angry that he had no place to vent. There was a madness flash in his blue eyes. He just wanted to feel like he was floating in the air to relieve the pressure in his heart.
"I've tolerated you for a long time." The female secretary went up and kicked him hard, then swung her right hand with a sandbag-sized fist and hit Nelson in the face.
"Wuwuwu! You bitch! How dare you resist me." Nelson was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that the secretary who had always been docile would resist. Bright red blood flowed out of his nose, but he reacted very quickly. He hugged the other's long legs and bit them hard.
"Ah!!!...", a woman's scream broke through the sky. In the end, she was at a disadvantage and became a sheep to be slaughtered. Fortunately, the noise was so loud that it was discovered by the hotel staff, and the female secretary was rescued.
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at the same time.
After Song Wanpeng waited for the translator Comrade Xiao Liu to sort out the transcript, he went to the Ministry of Foreign Trade without stopping.
"Mr. Song! You did a great job! You recorded everything in such detail." Wu Kuobin carefully looked at the transcript in his hand, frowned, and asked:
"But I feel like the record isn't complete. What did Mo Zhexuan say?"
"Minister Wu! I also really want to know what the news is. It's not that I didn't try my best, it's just that Mo Zhexuan spoke too softly to Nelson at the time, and fortunately I installed a monitoring device in the private room, otherwise it would be impossible to know their conversation." Song Wanpeng explained.
"Has this been discovered? It would be terrible if it was discovered." Wu Kuobin did not expect that the two of them avoided Song Wanpeng. If they were discovered eavesdropping, it would be a big deal and would completely offend Mo Zhexuan and Nelson.
"No! Absolutely not. As soon as the two left, I cleaned up the scene quickly. There will definitely not be any clues left." Song Wanpeng shook his head calmly. Fortunately, he had prepared a backup plan, otherwise it would not be easy to hear the conversation between the two.
"Manager Song, thank you for your hard work! I will give the transcript to Comrade Xixian to review." Wu Kuobin's face was full of gratitude, and he solemnly instructed:
"The monitoring must not be leaked."
"Don't worry! I understand!" Song Wanpeng hesitated for a moment, then expressed his guess:
"I've been thinking about the information Mo Zhexuan mentioned for a long time. I have a feeling it's related to the reserves of the large gas field in the Yacheng Sea area. Actually, Lao Wang and I had our suspicions after our last negotiation with Nelson. We're currently investigating, and we can't jump to conclusions yet. The exploration data provided to us by the US Arco Petroleum Company might be false. It's not a massive gas field of 10 billion cubic meters, but perhaps even more."
"What's the basis for your speculation?" Wu Kuobin asked quickly. If this speculation is true, what does it mean? It means that the US Arco Petroleum Company has been playing tricks on China. Does this fit the American way of doing things? It fits perfectly, but everything must be based on evidence.
"The reason is that the US-based Arco Petroleum Company would rather invest more money and deliberately acquire more shares. Given their profit-seeking nature, they must be interested in the Yacheng Sea Gas Field."
Song Wanpeng's intuition told him that the information Mo Zhexuan mentioned was probably the actual reserves of the large gas field in the Yacheng sea area, but what puzzled him was how the other party knew it.
"You must find out the true reserves of the Yacheng sea gas field at all costs. What we need is real data." Wu Kuobin also realized the seriousness of the matter and secretly felt fortunate that Mo Zhexuan wanted to invest. If he really signed a contract with the U.S. Arco Petroleum Co., Ltd., China's losses would be too great.
"I will report to Comrade Xixian immediately."
"Okay! Minister Wu, I'll go back and investigate with Lao Wang right away."
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