Chapter 356: The high position took over? Xie Jun was stunned
In Shanghai, Xie Jun was sitting in his office, smoking a cigar.
Originally, he would only keep this cigar in the office. Only when the most valuable guests came, he would take it out and smoke one for fun.
But now, compared with making hundreds of millions in one go, this cigar is nothing!
Xie Jun thought about it and took another puff of cigar. I have to say that this cigar is expensive for a reason.
It’s so cool!
If only there were more money-giving boys like Su Ming.
Xie Jun felt that he could smoke cigars every day.
Damn Hua Zi, you are so low. You are not worthy of your identity and status, mainly because of your financial resources!
Just then, there was a knock on his office door again.
It was his assistant who walked in.
“Mr.
"Moreover, their bid has increased a lot."
The assistant said and handed the price list to Xie Jun.
Xie Jun took the form with great satisfaction: "The more calls we get, the better. The more calls we get, the more precious it is. The higher the price we can sell, the higher the price."
Xie Jun went on to teach the assistant a lot of economic principles, although the assistant may have learned these principles in elementary school.
What I have when others don’t have it, I have advantages when others have it...
But for the sake of Xie Jun, he has given himself two salary increases in a row in the past few days.
The assistant was still very cooperative and showed that he was taught.
After finishing the class, Xie Jun took a good look at the form in his hand.
Just took a quick look at some of the price points above.
He was very satisfied because the prices had indeed gone up again.
If Xie Jun sells all the crude oil he has at the current price, he can earn a lot of money.
But how could Xie Jun be satisfied with this situation.
His current goal is for prices to rise another ten percent.
This ten percent, put into the crude oil of so many ships, is hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue.
Xie Jun became a little excited when he thought of this.
He excitedly pulled out a cigar again, ready to take another sip of money.
At this moment, Xie Jun's office door was suddenly pushed open.
Xie Jun's expression turned stern and his hand shook. He was about to light a cigarette, but he burned the lighter directly on his hand.
"What happened!"
He looked up and saw that it was the assistant who had just left.
Xie Jun immediately scolded him sternly.
He was a little angry at his assistant's recklessness and impulsiveness. What could make such a fuss about something?
"Thank you, Mr. Xie, that..."
The assistant stuttered and had no idea what he was saying or what he was expressing.
It was just the panic on his face that made Xie Jun feel that something was wrong.
"What are you talking about? Take a few breaths and then say it slowly!"
"The sky is falling, and I'm still holding it up. Why are you panicking?"
Xie Jun spoke with great pride, fully demonstrating his pride as a boss.
Finally, more than a minute later.
The assistant finally calmed down a bit, and his violent mood was much better.
"Mr. Xie, something big happened!"
"Today, our Chinese government and the Ugly government seem to have successfully negotiated!"
The assistant's voice was slightly sharp when he spoke.
This sound pierced into Xie Jun's ears, and immediately amplified countless times, becoming a rumbling sound that struck in Xie Jun's mind.
Confused, Xie Jun was completely confused.
What the hell is this about you?
"Aren't the Chinese government and the Ugly government always in a stalemate? Aren't they always unable to reach an agreement?"
"How come the agreement was reached all at once?"
"Aren't the newspapers still shouting that we Chinese people should unite and overthrow the ugly government?"
Xie Jun's legs went weak, and his body that had just stood up fell down again in an instant.
He collapsed on the boss's chair, his whole body completely exhausted.
By the time he asked the last of three consecutive questions, his voice was already very weak.
This blow really knocked him unconscious.
It drained him of all his strength.
Xie Jun, who just now was talking so proudly that the sky was falling and he was holding it on, couldn't hold it anymore.
At least the assistant can still stand, he can't even stand.
"Maybe it's because the domestic pressure is too great, so the Chinese government can't handle it anymore. After all, many people in the government have been calling us recently."
"It seems that there are not many state-owned refineries in China that can sustain the situation. All these pressures will definitely be borne on the country's books in the end."
"So the Chinese government finally began to be unable to bear it."
The assistant was still very old and helped Xie Jun analyze it.
Xie Jun really wanted to curse, but these hindsight analysis was useless!
The key issue now is that the Chinese government and the Ugly State have reached a reconciliation, which means that the Ugly State's oil blockade against the Huaxia State will also be lifted.
In this way, oil can continue to flow into China.
The more oil comes in, it means that the price of oil will fall.
The advantage of these few ships of crude oil will be immediately gone.
Suddenly, Xie Jun, who seemed to have thought of something, jumped up from his boss chair.
I don't know where Mengjuo got enough strength to turn him from the decadent and helpless state into a vigorous and energetic person.
This time it was the assistant's turn to be startled.
She looked at Xie Jun's ferocious expression with some confusion, and took a few steps back.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie, what are you doing?"
In the assistant's mind, he thought that Xie Jun might have been greatly stimulated and wanted to vent on his own!
Although Xie Jun gave himself a considerable salary increase, he was not ready to accept the baptism of money rules in the workplace!
"What am I doing! Contact the buyers quickly! See if anyone can buy all our crude oil at the current price!"
"We can still make a profit at the current price, but if it drops too much in the future, we won't be able to sell it!"
"Quick! Quick! Run forward!"
Xie Jun roared angrily.
As he spoke, he began to take out his mobile phone, preparing to contact those who had been contacting him to ask about buying crude oil.
The assistant responded immediately.
He quickly jogged back to his seat and started making phone calls.
It's a pity that it's now this time. Xie Jun is smart, but others are not stupid either.
Now the U.S. oil blockade is about to be lifted.
Why are people like me panicking?
If we wait for another day or two, maybe people like myself can buy cheaper ones.
So the situation suddenly turned around.
One second ago, everyone was begging Xie Jun to sell them crude oil. It didn't matter if the price was higher.
Then Xie Jun simply ignored them, calling them if they were on good terms, and hanging up the phone if they were not.
But now, the roles are reversed.
It turned into Xie Jun desperately making phone calls to sell his crude oil.
Then people look down on it, and they will give Xie Jun a haha if they are on good terms, while those who are not on good terms will simply gloat: When I asked you to sell me, you didn’t sell it, and now you are begging me to buy it, and I haven’t bought it yet!
What's more, they directly quoted the price before the price increase and asked Xie Jun if he wanted to sell. If he wanted to sell, sell it. If he didn't want to sell, just get out of the way.
Xie Jun was stunned.
Doesn't this mean that the crude oil I bought from Su Ming at a high price will be lost to me?