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Chapter 192

Since the Formula 1 World Championship on May 1 this year, Brazilian racer Elton Senna, who won the F1 world championship three times in 1990, in 1991, died in a car accident. German racer Michael Schumacher, who was only 25 years old, has become a new star in the F1 field. Read the novel to the website

At that time, Senna took the lead after starting the pole position, and Schumacher launched a fierce pursuit from behind and kept putting pressure on Senna.

On the sixth lap of the race, Senna suddenly lost control while passing the corner and rushed directly to the guard wall at a speed of 310km, causing Senna to die a few hours later.

Although car accidents are common on the field, the Williams team where Senna is located has a feud with the Bennetton team where Schumacher is located.

Han Xuan smelled the strong smell of gunpowder from a distance, asked Rice to learn the reason, and muttered no wonder it was like a cockfighting, and he was furious when he saw the other party.

"We can't blame Williams for the qualifying race two days before Elton Senna's death, Austrian driver Roland Latzenberg lost control and collided with the guard wall. Latzenberg's neck broke and died on the spot."

Rice said in a lack of interest: "It's not easy for Williams to lose two excellent racers in a row, and they always have to find a vent. Now it seems that Benetton is."

"That's not better, today's game will be quite exciting." Owen smiled heartlessly, causing three backs of his head and ignored him.

"Han Xuan, come here, I'll take you to meet someone." Guo Muzhou stood on the side of the road and waved.

Han Xuan turned around, trotted a few steps, and asked him, "Who are you going to meet?"

"Mr. David Koch and Mr. Charles Koch, today's game was held by the two brothers and should be nearby."

"Who are these two people?" Han Xuan asked.

There are people on the roadside, and my grandfather is afraid that he will get separated. He holds his hand: "...You still want to learn from others and do business?"

These two brothers are now tied for the richest man in New York. They inherited Muhe Petroleum and Refining Company from their father, and are now renamed Koch Industries. They focus on oil, energy, chemicals, wood and other aspects.

My rubber company at that time cooperated with them, and I saw it several times after I sold it. I would never drive me out of the door."

"There is anyone who dares to drive you away?" Han Xuan said in surprise.

Guo Muzhou half-wrugged him and said with a smile: "It was impossible at that time, but now it is hard to say that the world's energy demand has increased in recent years, and Koch's industry is getting bigger and bigger.

They are privately owned by your grandfather, and they will never go public until they die. More than 90% of their shares are in the two brothers. Coch's market value this year is about $18 billion. It is still developing rapidly.

Donald Trump you met yesterday in front of them, and he didn't dare to speak out. Regarding his status in the Republican Party, President Clinton would like to say hello when he saw him. Now you know why you have the confidence to rush me out."

"Since I'm so famous, why haven't I heard of it?" Han Xuan thought for a long time but didn't remember that he had heard of such a great person and asked.

"You think everyone is like your grandfather, so arrogant, hanging photos of yourself in Times Square? They are very low-key. None of the companies that can do oil and energy business in the United States are easy to mess with. The most famous one is the Rockefeller Consortium.

If you know that Koch Industries has a close relationship with this consortium, you will probably know you more deeply and be polite to see them."

Guo Muzhou smiled and found several cars parked on the side of the road. Several bodyguards stood at the door of the RV. They saw someone approaching and walked over to stop them.

Just as the other party was about to speak, Owen rushed over and threw him over his shoulder, pressed him to the ground, and turned around and said, "They have guns!"

"I know! Idiot!" Seeing the other party pulling out the gun, Gabriel quickly took out the handle from his back and confronted several bodyguards on the opposite side. It was close to a park. There were trees covering it, but no one noticed the situation at the scene. He shouted: "Man! We are also bodyguards!"

"Well, we are here to visit Mr. Koch." Guo Muzhou spread his hands and said that he had no malice.

Han Xuan saw so many guns. Instead of being frightened, he felt excited. Both sides were well trained and the muzzle was pressed down at the same time, so there was no danger.

"Let's go, the boss knows him." The door of the RV opened, and a middle-aged woman with a secretary looked like a middle-aged man leaned over and said to the bodyguards.

When Irving saw the guns drawn on both sides, he knew that he had been in trouble. He quietly let go of the person pressing under him. The guy glared at him, slapped the dust on his body without a glance, and stood in the team that had already withdrawn his guns.

Gabriel and Rice also put away their guns, Guo Muzhou nodded, apologized to the bodyguards, and grabbed Han Xuan into the car.

The RV is very spacious, with red floors on the ground and five TVs are installed above the bar. The picture looks like the scene in the Lincoln Tunnel.

"Long time no see, I took down our bodyguards as soon as I came. It seems that the business is very big." A white man wearing glasses and looking like he was in his fifties said.

Just like white people who see yellow people having facial blindness, Han Xuan could not tell the appearance of these two brothers, and there was only a difference in their dress and hairstyle.

"Don't laugh at me, Mr. Charles." Guo Muzhou said, sitting on the leather bench and pouring himself a glass of red wine. It looked very familiar.

"This is my grandson." After saying to the two brothers on the sofa, he said to Han Xuan: "He is Charles Koch, and David Koch."

"Hello, two gentlemen." Han Xuan's expression should be as pure as possible.

The most lethal person to the elderly is the child. David Koch next to him praised: "It's Mr. Han's grandson of Sos Group. How old is this year, boy?"

When adults ask about age, it is considered an infringement*, which will make the other party uncomfortable, but there is no such concern for the child. Han Xuan replied: "Well, 11."

David nodded, got up and poured him a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice. Charles was speaking to Guo Muzhou: "What are you doing now? At that time, the cooperation was good, and the rubber company suddenly changed people. I gave him two orders, but the quality did not meet the standards. Later, it was converted to cooperate with a subsidiary of DuPont. A few years later, I heard that your company was about to go bankrupt."

"Well, that's fine, I'll open a small film company." Guo Muzhou said.

"What a pity. It was pretty good to do it at that time." David turned his head and said, "It's great to be like you. I'm so tired of being busy with company affairs every day. It's a pity that my brother and I are not good at descendants."

"You are too relaxed with them and have to be strict. If you throw them out and hone them for a few years, you will definitely make progress." After the boy's grandfather said that, he looked at Han Xuan with a proud look.

How can we see that they are all rich people with a net worth of over 100 million yuan, just like the usual elderly, they keep talking about their children and occasionally talking about business matters.

After a while, the secretary of the daughter went out to answer a phone call, stood at the door and whispered: "They asked if they could start, the time has come."

"Yeah, OK."

Charles nodded and smiled at Han Xuan and said, "Take you to watch the game?" (To be continued.)

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