"There is another thing. Boss, CNOOC has officially launched a 30 billion yuan-level refining and chemical integration project negotiation with Royal Shell of the Netherlands since the beginning of the year. According to the news I received, the negotiations have come to an end and the contract can be signed in the second half of the year. Not only that, CNOOC and Sinopec are also negotiating large-scale refining and chemical integration projects. If everything can be done, it will put a lot of pressure on our investment in the refining and chemical industry in Jiangsu and Zhejiang."

Beside the glass curtain wall of Shell Villa.

This is March 26th.

Sunday.

While the whole Hollywood is paying attention to the Oscars in the evening, Simon took time to sort out various industrial layouts in China this afternoon.

Feeling the warmth of the afternoon sun outside the curtain wall, Simon leaned on the sofa and listened to Chen Qing's report. While looking through another report on Westeros system's investment in China's textile industry, he said, "Where is this project probably coming?"

"The location selection is not yet certain, and many regions are competing for it. What I found out are probably some alternatives such as Qingdao, Shandong, Ningbo, Zhejiang, Huizhou, Guangdong, etc.," Chen Qing said, paused, and said, "At that time, I will see if it can be operated, at least it cannot be Ningbo."

Simon shook his head: "Don't do this kind of thing, it's too hateful. Maybe it's counterproductive."

Chen Qing said: "I can grasp the standards."

"When it comes to scale..." Simon bent his lips slightly and looked at the girl next to him: "I don't believe you even more."

Chen Qing felt the eyes of her boss and shrank her neck. She also understood that her boss knew that she was in the standard of this. It seemed that she often went over it. Seeing that the man was still looking at her, she could only nod: "Okay, I won't interfere."

Simon retracted his gaze this time, turned the information on his knees a page, and asked: "The investment is about 4 billion yuan, so what about the approximate shareholding ratio?"

"No surprise, it should be half, each with 50%," Chen Qing said: "The boss should be able to guess that CNOOC is more urgent for this project in order to prepare for another IPO, so it did not seek an absolute majority of controlling rights. Royal Shell has taken advantage of it. Both CNOOC and Sinopec will definitely not be so easy to talk to."

China's petrochemical industry does not require state-owned capital to hold more than 50% of the shares. However, in the past, this rule was tacitly understood in the usual cooperation. Obviously, this time, as Chen Qing said, CNOOC's anxiousness allowed Royal Dutch Shell to take advantage of the situation.

After all, CNOOC is not a local enterprise with few bargaining chips, but the most core Chinese central enterprises. The hidden resources it has are definitely not comparable to those of the local refining and chemical companies in the Westeros system that cooperate in China. In this case, the joint venture project does not have absolute control, and it seems to be equal, but in fact it will be cut off more benefits by Royal Shell in the future.

With these thoughts, Simon didn't say much, but said to Chen Qing: "Don't worry about what others do, we can do our two projects well. Moreover, with China's development speed and the prospect of joining the WTO, China's demand for olefin products will be scarce for a long time in the future, and competition in the industry will not be too fierce. In addition, China's tightening of access to the refining and chemical industry cannot last forever. In the next few years, we can use the two projects in our hands to cultivate our own management team and establish a complete procurement, production and distribution system. The time is right in the future, and expansion is just a matter of one sentence."

Chen Qing listened with a serious expression and nodded repeatedly: "It's the boss who is considerate."

Simon ignored the girl's flattery and continued to flip through the information in his hand, using it with all his heart: "In terms of real estate, I see the information, but it doesn't seem too popular?"

Chen Qing nodded, and a little depressed appeared on her pretty face: "Boss, we... seem to have made the stall a little big. Although the country has successively introduced a series of policies to support the real estate industry, at least in the past two years, housing prices have not increased too high, and market demand is not active enough."

"Isn't this taken for granted?" Simon was not surprised: "From welfare allocation to commodity economy, there is always a transition period. All we have to do is to enter the market early."

Chen Qing whispered: "Boss, can you go in a little early?"

Simon smiled and shook his head, without responding directly, but recalled a passage from Sun Tzu's Art of War and recited: "Anyone who is in the battle field first and waits for the enemy, and those who are in the battle field later and seeks war are hard. Therefore, those who are good at fighting will lead people but not to others."

Of course Chen Qing could understand, but she still praised her and said, "The boss is so knowledgeable, what does it mean?"

Simon just glanced at her and said, "Anyway, if everyone finds that the market is starting to be hot and they are pouring in, in this case, if we follow up again, how much profit can we make?"

Chen Qing nodded, blinked her eyes, and then said, "Boss said that, I have been in the domestic stock market recently. After the bull market began last year, everyone is now discussing stock trading, tsk tsk."

Simon asked casually with a smile: "Where are you?"

"Hehe, I also invested a sum of money last year, and it has doubled and is withdrawing."

When Simon heard that he knew that he was going to start running away, he didn't say much, just nodded slightly.

Chen Qing returned to the real estate topic just now: "Actually, boss, I discussed it with Mr. Wang of Vanke when I came. He asked me to ask, "Boss, how long will it take for China's real estate industry to enter the next prosperity cycle?"

"After joining the WTO," Simon said: "Around the time, the reform of the real estate industry in mainland China will be completely completed, and economic growth will accelerate due to joining the WTO, market demand will rise, and the prosperity will come."

This argument obviously did not surprise Chen Qing. I have read all reports. However, Chen Qing thought about it and subconsciously lowered her voice: "Boss, since China and the United States signed the WTO agreement last year, there has been another voice growing louder and louder. Saying that China's joining the WTO is more likely to harm the domestic economy rather than benefiting from it?"

"There must be some damage," Simon did not deny it, saying: "For example, China's agriculture will definitely lose its competitiveness in the face of large-scale mechanized production in Europe and the United States."

Chen Qing didn't expect her boss to be so straightforward and grow her mouth slightly: "Ah?"

Simon glanced at her again and said, "Are you scared?"

Chen Qing is not the kind of person who doesn’t eat meat. Her boss said it lightly, but if she follows a certain way of thinking, she is really scared: “Boss, you should, well, there will be no big problems, right?”

Simon shook his head: "You have a generation of time, no problem."

When Chen Qing heard the affirmative reply, she breathed a sigh of relief and was a little confused: "A generation?"

"The current generation of farmers in China still have considerable obsession with the land, probably that kind. Even if they don't make money, they must not let their own land be wasted. This mentality is the greatest guarantee of China's agricultural production. However, when China's economy develops, the next generation will find that a pound of grain cannot be exchanged for a bottle of mineral water, and a busy year will not be worth the investment..." Speaking of this, Simon shrugged slightly: "At that time, they will probably have no enthusiasm."

Chen Qing subconsciously asked: "What should I do?"

Simon continued to turn the information in his hand and whispered: "This is not a question I want to care about."

Chen Qing thought for a while and suddenly felt that this was not a question he had to care about. He was not hungry anyway, let alone his current position... So he put aside this matter and instead discussed with his boss the textile industry issues he was looking through.

As we were chatting, the sound of high heels came. It was a girl A who was holding a blue folder in her hand.

When she walked closer, she handed the folder to her boss, A girl said, "Bo SS, this is the latest news from Russia. The voting results are basically confirmed. Vladimir's vote rate is 52%, which is absolutely the majority."

Simon temporarily stopped discussing with Chen Qing, opened the folder handed over by Girl A, and started reading carefully.

Compared to the Oscars ceremony in the evening, what Simon cares more about this Sunday was another presidential election held in advance by Russia in Europe.

As she browsed the information in her hand, Simon was inexplicably confused.

At this moment, some things and some layouts have been completely settled.

The two girls stood and sat next to Simon, and they all clearly felt the inexplicable emotions that their boss revealed when they heard the news. They looked at each other, but they didn't rush to speak.

After a while, seeing that his boss had already read out only two or three pages of information, he seemed to be in a daze. Chen Qing finally said first: "Boss, what's wrong?"

Simon heard the voice in his ear, came back to his senses, smiled, glanced at the two women around him who were closest to him, and said in a silly way: "It's nothing, it's just that history has just been created, and then, I'm a little worried about the future."

Simon's words were a little confused, but Girl A immediately reacted. After all, she was following someone. Chen Qing thought of the documents in her boss's hands, and then thought about the many actions that the Westeros system has been in Eastern Europe, and it soon became clear.

Russia's general election has its own boss.

Even the one who was just elected, or was pushed up by his own boss?!

Thinking of this, Chen Qing became confused again. Her boss didn't seem to be happy about it, so she tentatively said: "Boss, isn't this a good thing?"

Simon did not nod or shook his head, but said, "Just just now I was thinking about another future."

To put it this way, Simon did not continue to face the doubts of the two girls.

Another future?

For example, without this election, the new Russian president has changed into another person, a real and complete puppet, and so Russia, which has 17 million square kilometers of land, will disintegrate again one day in the future.

What will happen to this...?

Moreover, in fact, Simon didn't care about what would happen to Russia at all, but was a little worried about what would happen in ten or twenty years.

For those who have been after the 1990s, to be precise, those who live in most peaceful countries, the world seems to be so peaceful forever.

Actually not.

In the long history of humanity, the peaceful time is only a small number, and in most cases, it is actually in a state of war.

War!

War Never Change!

Therefore, it may not be possible to accurately predict when the peace period after the 1990s will end, but inevitably, there will always be a day.

The same goes for saying, because plunder is easier than production, because destruction is easier than construction, because venting anger on others is easier than reflecting on oneself. In short, human nature is lazy and hates labor, and always chooses a method that seems to be easier to solve a problem.

Thinking of this, feeling that two pairs of beautiful eyes around him were still looking at him. Simon swept over, smiled, and said, "Do you remember when the Soviet-German Treaty of Non-aggression" was signed during World War II?"

The problem is a bit stupid, and the girl A is still a little confused. Chen Qing has already said: "1939?"

Simon nodded: "Then, two years later, Germany launched an attack on the Soviet Union."

The two girls were still confused.

Simon smiled again and said, "I just thought that if one day the world situation becomes tense again, maybe many people think that World War I will not break out, but they may have forgotten that the outbreak of World War I was just because of an assassination. However, is it really just because of an assassination? No, because everything is inevitable, because the development of mainstream countries in the world at that time had entered a bottleneck, no one was willing to admit that this was their own problem, and no one wanted to work hard to solve the problem, such as improving productivity through technological innovation, or adjusting social distribution mechanisms to resolve internal conflicts. In fact, it is not their fault, because it is too difficult, too long, and it may also require some people to give up their vested interests. How is this possible? Compared to starting a war and destroying their own competitors, it seems easier."

Both girls felt the inexplicable heaviness in their boss's tone. After hesitating a little, Chen Qing said again: "Boss, why should I say this?"

Simon lowered his head, looked through several pages of election results statistics from Russia, and said, "It's just some emotion, but if one day, well, if things go again, a group of nuclear-capable countries suddenly jumped out and said, we should sign an agreement that will never start a nuclear war. After all, destruction is not good for everyone, then, what do you think will happen next?"

Chen Qing subconsciously continued: "Nuclear War?"

"I hope not," Simon suddenly felt a little excited. He let go of the information in his hand, stood up, stretched his body, looked at the two girls beside him, and smiled again: "Don't work anymore, go out to play."

Chen Qing echoed: "Boss, what are you playing?"

This is a problem.

Simon thought for a moment before saying, "How about racing, from Los Angeles to San Francisco, come back before the Melisandra party at night?"

Chen Qing did not nodded now, but looked at Girl A.

This is quite dangerous to drive, not to mention that when the last time his boss touched the steering wheel, he probably didn't remember it. If there was a bump, his wife thought she would be skinned.

However, Simon walked out without waiting for the two girls to agree. He was in a bad mood and planned to indulge in a little bit of excitement.

Then, come back and think about how to solve it.
Chapter completed!