Although the Huasheng 1 oil well discovered by DeGoril in Tampico caused a sensation in Mexico and the United States, the significance of this oil well is that it can be found in Mexico, rather than the value of the oil well itself.

In fact, although many oil wells in the Middle East and other regions had not yet been explored, there were still many areas with oil well production that were much higher than that in Huasheng 1, which was only considered good.

So what explorers in Mexico are peeking at Tampico, which can drill oil wells, not the well itself.

Fortunately, the first high-yield oil well drilled was a 2,000-ton oil well, such as Huasheng No. 1, not a 10,000-ton well with a 10,000-ton oil well, so although many people were peeking at the land owned by Yan Guang, most of them were literary. A few who wanted to use martial arts against Yan Guang, the Chinese, did not dare to act rashly after paying attention to the thirty bodyguards.

After all, this is Mexico instead of Iraq in later generations. It has not yet reached the point where hundreds or thousands of people can easily escape and kill an oil entrepreneur.

However, after all, it is because the production of Huasheng 1 is too small. Although 2,000 tons of oil can bring Yan Guang a huge profit of at least more than 5 million US dollars per year, this huge amount is only relative to the "poor". For those "rich", five million is a lot, but it is not yet at the point where it needs to show an ugly appearance.

only…

If Yan Guang drilled out the 4th Well of Cerro Asudan, which has a daily output of more than 37,000 tons (not more than 0)...

You should know that 37,000 tons of oil are equivalent to barrels of oil. Calculated at the price of 1 US dollar per barrel of oil, the 4th well of Cerro Asudan, which has a barrel of oil, can earn at least US$95 million a year...

In 1911, China's fiscal revenue for the whole year was 300 million taels of silver, and this well alone could earn 285 million silver dollars a year, which was almost half of the fiscal revenue of the Qing government (1 tael of ku Ping silver is equivalent to 2 silver dollars).

In the face of such a real huge sum of money, even if the king of heaven comes down to earth, he can't stop these "rich people" from sharing Yan Guang's food.

So Yan Guang, who knew that for those "rich people", was just a scumbag. While asking DeGollyl to find places where there might be oil, he stopped him from drilling these places to avoid any damage to the death.

"Boss, what should we do now?" Wang Er scratched his head without braids and asked as he looked at the oil pipeline that the workers were assembled.

Just a few days ago, in order to facilitate action, Wang Er cut off his braids with some bodyguards who were willing to cut off his braids. Now at least one-third of Yan Guang's thirty-person bodyguard team does not have braids, and there are more people planning to cut them off.

At this time, several workers carried a pipeline by. Yan Guang went forward to help the handle and turned around and said, "Since there is already oil, we will naturally find a buyer next."

That's right, buyers, after all, Yan Guang cannot refine oil, transport it by himself, and sell it by himself. In that case, even if he works until the 1911 year, he may not achieve any great results. It is better to find a buyer directly, who is only responsible for making crude oil money.

However, although there was not much crude oil produced in Huasheng Well 1, not much of it could eat these crude oil. In the end, Yan Guang contacted Standard Petroleum through the Director of the Geological Survey who admired DeGoril very much.

As a real oil giant in this era, Standard Oil almost monopolized all the refining and oil transfer capabilities of the United States, and also had a considerable part of the crude oil production. Rockefeller, the founder of Standard Oil, had a property of US$200 million in 1902 and US$900 million in 1914...

So for other oil companies, it may be difficult to eat 15,000 barrels of oil a day, but it is very easy for standard oil.

After contacting Standard Petroleum, Yan Guang quickly received a reply.

But what surprised Yan Guang was that the person sent by Standard Oil to negotiate the contract this time was Rockefeller.

"No way, Old Rockefeller actually sent his son over?"

But Yan Guang soon learned from the telegram that it turned out that Rockefeller was now in Mexico City, which was not very far from Tampico, so Rockefeller asked his son to solve the business.

Two days later, Rockefeller's convoy arrived in Tampico.

Little Rockefeller, who walked out of the carriage, was wearing a straight suit and looked quite capable.

"You are Mr. Yan, are you?" After seeing the greeting team at the company's door, Rockefeller walked to Yan Guang and stretched out his hand.

"That's right." Yan Guang smiled and held the little Rockefeller's right hand. "Thank you hard along the way, should you take a break first?"

Thinking about the bumpy journey these two days, Rockefeller felt a little sore all over his body, so he nodded.

“Okay.”

The next morning, Rockefeller and Yan Guang met in the living room.

"Mr. Rockefeller, this is information about Huasheng Well 1." Yan Guang said that, and he signaled Wang Er to hand over the information to Rockefeller little.

However, Rockefeller shook his head. "No hurry." Then he smiled at Yan Guang who was a little confused. "Actually, I have heard of Mr. Yan's name a long time ago."

"oh?"

"It's your inventions. To be honest, when I learned that they were invented by a Chinese, my father and I were quite shocked." As he said that, Rockefeller took out a pen, and Yan Guang recognized it as a ballpoint pen at a glance, but compared with the simple goods he made, this ballpoint pen is much more refined. "Is this what you invented?"

"How does it feel to use it?" Yan Guang felt a bit like a salesperson in after-sales service.

"It's pretty good. I haven't used a pen for a long time since I got this ballpoint pen." As he said that, little Rockefeller still played with his fingertips. "My father admires you very much, and I have never seen a Chinese as smart as you."

However, Rockefeller quickly turned his face and said with a serious face. "Now let's talk about the serious matter."

After obtaining the information from Wang Er, Rockefeller looked carefully and said for a while. "Mr. Yan, is your Huasheng Well 15,000 barrels of crude oil produced per day, right?"

"That's right." Yan Guang nodded. "The oil pipeline is being assembled now, and it can be put into production at any time as long as the pipeline is assembled."

"Since that's the case..." Xiao Rockefeller touched his smooth chin. "Everyone is smart, so I won't say much more. Standard Oil will buy 15,000 barrels of crude oil per day at a price of $1 per barrel." Xiao Rockefeller smiled at the young man in front of him, who was only in his early twenties. "What do you think of this condition?"

"What reason do I have to refuse such a fair price?"

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