It takes almost forty minutes to drive from the airport to the city.

After Liu Yuanzhi learned Jiang Hua's identity, he was very enthusiastic and even deliberately brought the topic to the energy field in order to cater to Jiang Hua.

But what he didn't know was that although Jiang Hua led a team to attend the energy summit this time, personally, he was actually more interested in Internet-related topics.

"Director Jiang, I heard that OPEC will also send representatives to this energy summit. I don't think this summit will be peaceful."

Liu Yuanzhi is a person with a very broad vision and has his own opinions on the international energy situation.

A trace of embarrassment flashed in Jiang Hua's eyes. If Shi Jingnuan hadn't given him some popular science on the way over by plane, he wouldn't have known what OPEC was.

After all, he was a small owner of a clothing factory in his previous life, and his vision and experience were always limited.

OPEC is a transnational crude oil organization established by oil-producing countries in Asia, Africa and Latin America in order to oppose the exploitation and squeeze of Western oil monopoly capital.

Since the 1960s, OPEC has been competing with Western oil monopoly capital, protecting the interests of its member countries, and making indelible contributions to oil prices and the oil industry.

However, because the mainland's oil industry started relatively late, it is not currently a member of OPEC.

Therefore, when Jiang Hua came to attend the Energy Summit this time, his identity was actually a bit embarrassing, because he was in the two major oil camps in the world and did not rely on either side.

"OPEC is competing with Western Petroleum Corporation, which is a good thing for us. After all, we started late and need to develop in the cracks."

Jiang Hua said in a calm tone.

Although he doesn't know much about the international energy situation, it doesn't stop him from pretending to understand.

Otherwise, if Liu Yuanzhi finds out that he is just a novice in the energy field, will he still need the face of Director Jiang?

"Director Jiang, this time your Nankun Gas has discovered a weather gas field offshore. Once it is put into development and use, it will break the embarrassing situation of gas transmission from north to south."

In order to cater to Jiang Hua, Liu Yuanzhi specifically chose energy-related topics to talk about.

Jiang Hua regretted taking a car with Liu Yuanzhi. Originally, he wanted to talk about the future development of computers and the Internet.

Unexpectedly, Lao Liu kept changing the topic to areas he was not good at, and it was really hard to continue the conversation today.

Liu Yuanzhi didn't know this. Jiang Hua originally bought two abandoned oil fields from Mao Xiong. As a result, the abandoned oil fields began to produce oil again. This story was passed around, and now it's a little weird.

In Liu Yuanzhi's opinion, if he didn't have extremely professional vision, how could Jianghua be sure that the two waste oil fields had investment value?

In his mind, Jiang Hua is definitely a master in the energy field and one of the top oil experts in the world.

Jiang Hua seemed indifferent to the topics he picked. It was definitely because his knowledge was too weak and he didn't get to the point of the conversation. People were unwilling to discuss these elementary school-level topics with him.

It’s true that when the book is put to use, it’s hard to regret it. I’m so lacking in knowledge that even if I try to flatter you, I’m still trying too hard to do it.

Jiang Hua can't read minds, but he doesn't know about Liu Yuanzhi's inner activities. If he knew about it, he would definitely laugh or cry.

Because this international energy summit was held at the Hilton Hotel in Saint-Française, Nanhai Oil's overseas office also booked rooms for Jianghua and his party here.

"Brother Xu, don't go to the hotel yet, take us to visit Chinatown here."

After the car drove into the city, Jiang Hua suddenly said.

Chinatown in St. Fran City is the largest Chinatown in Sam.

Saint-Fran was once famous for its gold mines. In the last century, many Chinese came across the ocean to pan for gold. Eventually they all took root here, and Chinatown has become a feature of Sam's.

"Director Jiang, please don't call me Brother Xu. Just call me Xiao Xu."

Xiao Xu shook his hand in flattery.

He has been here for more than three years and is very familiar with it. He immediately told the driver to turn left at the intersection in front and go to Chinatown.

"Mr. Liu, our acquaintance is fate. I will be your host tonight to celebrate our meeting in a foreign country."

Jiang Hua said very universally.

After more than ten hours of flying, he hasn't had dinner yet. There is probably only Western food in the hotel. The fifty-year-old professors and experts in the car may not be used to eating, so he went to a Chinese restaurant in Chinatown to eat Chinese food.

More appropriate: "I should be the one to invite Director Jiang."

Liu Yuanzhi said somewhat flattered.

He has taken root in Xiangjiang for more than ten years and is now considered half a Xiangjiang person. Only Xiangjiang people know what the name Jianghua means in Xiangjiang.

To put it bluntly, after swallowing up Li Bancheng's property, Jiang Hua's net worth is definitely at the top of the Hong Kong rich list, and he is the kind that leaves the second place far behind.

The time now on Sam's side is around eight o'clock in the evening.

After the car drove into Chinatown, Jiang Hua immediately felt a sense of intimacy from his hometown. There were blond foreigners along the way. Only here could he see his compatriots with black hair and yellow skin.

"Director Jiang, this Hongyun Restaurant is very famous in Chinatown. Their boss is a descendant of a famous Cantonese chef."

Xiao Sun introduced after the commercial vehicle stopped.

Jiang Hua looked at the building in front of him. It was a retro Ming and Qing architectural style. From the outside, the Hongyun Building looked antique and very stylish.

At this time, in the hall on the second floor of Hongyun Tower, an old man wearing a black satin shirt sat on a pear wood Taishi chair.

The old man looked to be in his sixties. He was sitting with a straight posture and a pair of iron gall bladders in his hands.

"Uncle Jiu, I was so obsessed that I misappropriated my friend's money to speculate in stocks. Please give me a chance and I will pay back the money."

Opposite the old man, kneeling was a fat man with a short stature. This guy was wearing a chef's uniform, and his cuffs were stained with grease.

"Uncle Jiu, Axiang is your nephew who has not yet graduated from the fifth level. If you really want to enforce the family law, he won't be able to hold on with his body."

A pretty young woman in her early thirties stood beside the fat man with a worried look on her face, and followed him to plead for mercy.

"Xiangzi, let's do this. You sell the stocks now and make up the money tomorrow. I won't argue with you about this matter."

The old man pondered for a moment and said.

He and the fat chef kneeling on the ground are both from Hongmen. This organization is very influential in Chinatown.

Although times have changed and beatings and killings are no longer popular in Hongmen, the rules are the rules. If a fat man really fails to pay, his hands will be chopped off.

"I can't sell it. I used leverage to trade stocks and my position has been liquidated. I lost all my money."

The fat man said with a dejected look.

This Hongyun Restaurant was founded by his grandfather. It was originally a small noodle shop. With the efforts of his father, it became a famous restaurant in Chinatown. It was passed to him. He had no interest in being a cook and only wanted to make a fortune in the stock market.

rich.

However, he has the ambition to become a multi-millionaire, but he does not have that destiny.
Chapter completed!