Chapter 1230 The King of the World (Second update, please subscribe)
Author: Xiaoyu’s Destiny
Chapter 1230 The King of the World (Second update, please subscribe)
Finally back in London!
As he walked out of the pier, Pearson looked left and right. This was London. He came to London this time to look for new business opportunities.
Although he made a fortune during the gold rush in southern Africa, who would think that money was much?
Besides, this is still his mission.
Soon, he saw a taxi driver holding a card in his hand, so he walked over, and the driver sent him directly to the hotel he had booked in advance.
The next morning, Pearson took a ride to Smith Trading Company at the address provided by his family.
"You must be Mr. Pearson!"
As soon as he met Pearson, Smith seemed very enthusiastic. To complete the task, he needed an investor.
"I have also heard of your name in London. People say that Mr. Pearson is a lucky man..."
Facing Smith's compliments, Pearson frowned from time to time: Such compliments were meaningless to him. He didn't even understand why his family asked him to come here. This well-dressed guy looked very flashy, typical of London.
Upper class youth.
"Now, you can be sure, Mr. Pearson, that your luck is as good as it's ever been."
Smith unfolded a map and spread it out on the table. It was a map drawn with thick brown and red lines, with some place names scattered on it. It looked like the place names in "The Arabian Nights". Peele
Sen glanced curiously.
"where is this place?"
"Persia. To be precise, western Persia and eastern Mesopotamia."
Smith smiled and answered Pierson's blunt interrogation.
"Persia?"
"Do you know about oil?"
Pearson was silent for a moment.
"What?"
"oil."
Pearson frowned again.
"You know that the world's oil is either produced in North America, Mesopotamia, or the Caucasus. Now this oil has many uses. It can not only extract kerosene for lighting, but more importantly, it can
Extract gasoline, which is the kind of oil used in motor vehicles. In the future, there will be more and more motor vehicles, that is, cars, and cars, buses, trucks, and ships will all use gasoline."
Smith said with a laugh.
"I dare say that the future is the age of oil."
Pearson just listened as he continued.
"What does it mean? It means wealth."
Smith raised his head and looked at Pearson and said.
"Mr. Pearson, I hope to buy the oil exploration rights in Persia. If I can find oil, I will ship it back to England in batches. When the oil arrives in England, I can sell it to anyone who owns a motor vehicle.
Anyone - anyone with an engine, to be precise, where the oil from Persia will replace the oil from French Mesopotamia, which is a big business worth tens of millions of pounds a year."
Pearson's eyes were as big as bells. He couldn't tell why, but he felt that he was listening to an extremely important message. Now he finally understood why his family had let him come here.
He sat down and stared at the map.
"Persia?"
Pearson asked,
“Is there oil in Persia?”
"I hope so."
"Where in Persia?"
"Underground, maybe even a mile underground."
"Like a coal mine?"
"Yes, it's a bit like a coal mine, but the mining method is different."
"It's not important. Are you talking about buying the oil exploration rights in Persia? The whole of Persia?"
"If you can dig for oil, you can make a lot of money, Mr. Pearson."
Then Smith did something. He raised his head and looked directly at Pearson and said.
"Mr. Pearson, do you know?"
Then Smith looked very serious.
"Oil is the future,"
He went on to say,
"Oil is the fuel of the new century. Cars need it, ships need it, factories need it. Whoever can find oil will make a fortune. And not just make a fortune - they will become king of the world. And now...
"
Staring at Pearson, Smith said.
"You will have the opportunity to become the king of the world!"
Everything went smoothly, beyond the expectations of the two people. One was rich and the other ambitious. They hit it off and soon they reached an investment agreement. Smith finally got an investor for himself.
In the days that followed, Smith frequently visited various clubs to lobby those outdated aristocrats - they looked well-dressed, but in fact they were poor and had nothing except their titles.
But there was nothing and no problems.
Because what Smith needs is their title. As for money, even if he invests 1,000 pounds, he will not feel it is less. A skinny camel is bigger than a horse. Those outdated nobles may be poor, but they can still get 1,000 pounds.
from.
In less than two months, Smith attracted dozens of investments from nobility and upper class society by using oil as his motto. He did not only attract investment from aristocrats, he also attracted investment from the empire.
Official investment.
"Looking forward to the good news you bring us!"
James Bond shook hands with John Smith as he left the company.
"Mr. Bond, I will be in Persia soon. Believe me, I will definitely bring you good news soon, and your investment will definitely reap extremely generous returns."
Senior civil servants are also the partners of John Smith. These senior civil servants may not have as glorious titles as ministers, but they are different from ministers who change from time to time. They are eternal existences and they will remain within the government.
After working for decades, whether the prime minister is a Conservative or a Liberal, it has no impact on senior civil servants.
Even those who know the British Empire know very well that the British Empire is not controlled by the prime minister and ministers, but by senior civil servants who formulate plans and implement decisions behind the scenes.
Who is the real soul of the British Empire?
It is these seemingly inconspicuous senior civil servants, and for this reason, John Smith prefers to make friends with the kings behind the scenes rather than making friends with ministers. These people are the real "uncrowned kings."
"I will look forward to good news from you."
James Bond said with a smile.
"When the time comes, I won't see you off. I need to go to the Ming Empire next month."
"The Ming Empire?"
John Smith looked at him a little surprised, and then said.
"South America? How to go so far away?"
"There is no other way. You have to obey the arrangements like this when you get paid. It's just work. However, I also want to go there and see what the paradise on earth is like in other people's words."