But that's it...

Just from the perspective of assets, California United Petroleum is indeed like this.

And Miller felt that the account could not be settled like this at all. Because if it was sold to a former old oil industry like California United Petroleum, it would add a new competitor to Chevron in the oil industry.

Although he seems to make a profit by selling California United Oil for $5 billion, if he can choose, he really doesn't want to buy it.

Abel bought California United Oil for 5 billion US dollars, which seemed to have lost a lot. But this was just a loss in the US dollars, but in terms of influence and industry, Abel definitely made a real profit.

He will achieve progress from 0 to 1 in the oil industry. This progress is not comparable to that of a mere 20 to 30 billion US dollars in cash.

Just like now, the chip design company, amd, has a market value of about US$10 billion.

If it is sold to China for US$100 billion.

So is America making a profit or a loss? Is China making a profit or a loss?

If you only look at those people in terms of money, you may think that America makes a big profit and China loses a big loss.

However, people with long-term vision will not think so. On the contrary, China, a country with poor chip design and manufacturing, can instantly win the world's second chip design company.

It's like a cannon exchange for a shotgun.

The progress was too great at once.

Not to mention 100 billion US dollars, it is estimated that the other party will buy 200 billion US dollars.

The premise is that the United States is willing to sell.

To narrow this perspective to the company and individuals, Chevron Oil sold to California United Petroleum to Abel, which is actually similar to the example above.

The difference is.

Because both sides are American, it is impossible for the federal and state governments to come out to stop them.

The original Chevron and California United Petroleum will also be happy about the deal.

Even if Miller Rockefeller wants to stop him, he has to go through his father. But he knows that his father also has considerations of all aspects of interests.

It is very likely that the deal will eventually be reached, and it will be futile to stop it.

That's the case.

Miller wanted to cut Abel hard, and the more expensive it was, the better it would be. Even now, Chevron Oil Company made a big profit.

Miller Rockefeller suddenly spoke.

"You go and talk to the other party! Chevron Oil Company continues to retain its 10,000-strong old employee! What will be sold to him will be an empty shell, 5 billion US dollars!"

"Of course! If he really wants it, then these 10,000 old employees must increase by 50% based on the original acquisition price! 7.5 billion US dollars. If he wants to acquire it completely, he must take out this price!"

Miller revealed a number that both Hawke and Anthony felt a little incredible.

Hawke widened his eyes, "What? $7.5 billion! Is that guy that stupid?! $7.5 billion, this is absolutely impossible!"

Anthony also looked embarrassed.

"I'm afraid this will be difficult. Sir."

All you need is difficult.

It is best if the other party doesn’t want it. The oil and energy industries cannot let others enter casually.

"That's it! Just say it's what I said, it's the will of the Rockefeller family!"

Miller Rockefeller said.

And he actively stopped video conferencing.

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The sight returned to Los Angeles.

Abel didn't know that Miller wanted to slap himself hard.

He and Tarita left the racetrack.

The descendant of the legendary horse racing at a sky-high price of 3.2 million US dollars was entrusted to the horse industry company of Allen to take care of and train on behalf of him.

Jared Kushner is unwilling to accept investment, and Abel will not be cheaper.

The pony is now hung under Tarita's name, making Tarita do nothing and suddenly become a millionaire.

The girl fulfilled her promise.

He even waited for evening, and after lunch, he invited Abel to the hotel...

It was a dark and dark day in broad daylight.

Five hours later, the lights were on, and night was falling.

The neon light penetrated into the room through the huge floor-to-ceiling window and shone on the face of the woman on the bed. She couldn't help but cover her eyes with her arms.

The stimulation of the light made the messy memories and the torn pain all over her body pour into her mind.

Tarita suddenly opened her eyes.

There is a strange room, a strange bed, next to it is a man wearing pants.

The warm yellow lights in the room draped over the man's body reflect the tight muscles covered with his strong body.

The scenes of the afternoon flashed through her mind. It was this strong body that occupied her countless times without regard for her feelings without regard to her feelings.

When I think of this.
Chapter completed!