America 1881: They Call Me Legend

Chapter 207 Doing business with integrity
Rockefeller?The oil tycoon?
This man established the Exxon-Mobil Oil Company in 1870, which is known as the Standard Oil Company in later generations.

He spent ten years sweeping up the oil refining industry in the east, crushing those small oil refineries with price and technology, and almost monopolized the oil refining industry and oil transportation industry.

In 1880, the Standard Company refined 95 percent of the oil in the United States and controlled some of the major railroads in the United States.

Chen Jianqiu originally thought that this man's desire for the upstream of the oil industry, that is, oil fields, would have to wait until after 1886, but he did not expect that he had already begun to lay out even in the west.

For a moment, he suddenly felt that the Roswell field produced oil, and he really didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing.

The first threat to that "promised land" is not the harsh environment, nor the regulations of the federal government, but a small layout of this monopoly giant?

But this is not the first time Chen Jianqiu has encountered such a thing.

From the time he traveled to this world, the challenges he faced were basically one after another.

But he guessed that Rockefeller should be busy with other things now.

"How many shares does he have?" Chen Jianqiu asked.

"Less than me, but you also know his style of doing things. As long as he smells oil, he won't let it go."

Astor played with the small ornaments on the coffee table in front of the sofa: "Chen, I can sell mine to you, and I can collect other people's for you, as long as the price is right."

"That field is full of oil." Chen Jianqiu said suddenly.

Astor raised his head and looked at Chen Jianqiu with an incredulous expression: "Why did you tell me this?"

The land without oil is one price, and the land with oil is another price.

"Chinese people do business based on honesty." Chen Jianqiu said solemnly, "We have no habit of deceiving our friends."

The news of the oil coming out of the land can be concealed for a while, but it can't be concealed for a lifetime. In the style of the Freemasonry, if the land is going to be sold in its entirety, there will definitely be investigators from the two major shareholders.

As for what he said, it is half true and half false.

Astor had a new understanding of the Chinese in front of him, and he quickly understood what Chen Jianqiu meant.

"How many shares do you want?"

"I will keep the news secret for the time being. You kick the others out first. I want those other than you and Rockefeller to be measured at fair value, and the premium will be calculated to you." Chen Jianqiu said.

"I hope that the oil well and other land in Roswell will be developed separately. I just hope that there is a place to stand. This requires the establishment of a new company to package those lands."

Chen Jianqiu picked up a map of Roswell from the manager's desk, drew a few strokes on it, and handed it to Astor.

"I don't know much about legal matters, but your lawyer should be good at handling these matters."

"Okay, no problem, I'll take care of it." Astor nodded and agreed, "What about Rockefeller? Also keep it a secret?"

"No, tell him the news, and tell him for me that he is welcome to come and build the factory!"

Chen Jianqiu stood up and picked up the suitcase again: "I will let Xiao En stay in the city, and I can inform him if there is any news."

Astor sent Chen Jianqiu downstairs.

"By the way, are what you said true?" Astor hesitated for a moment before asking, "The town of Roswell was destroyed by a tornado?"

Chen Jianqiu nodded: "Yes, you can go and see it if you have time, but you have to go through a desert first."

"Then, Vaughan is dead too?" Astor continued to ask after considering his words.

Chen Jianqiu nodded again: "Yes, he was bitten to death by a rattlesnake."

Leaving the two-story adobe house of the company headquarters, Chen Jianqiu rode on the black radish and prepared to go back to the hotel.

When I went, I asked all the way, but when I came back, I was familiar with the road.

With every block, the architectural style will change dramatically, and the white fences and yellow adobe walls form a sharp contrast, showing the division of the city.

He came to the location in the city center.

The twin-pointed monument built to commemorate the expulsion of the Indians seems to have been cleaned up, and it is a bit out of place on this road of flying sand and rocks.

Just as Chen Jianqiu was riding a black radish and reading the inscription, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Mr. Chen Long! Mr. Chen Long! Finally found you."

Chen Jianqiu turned around and saw that it was the owner of the hotel, running towards him in a panic.

"Let me take a breath first." The hotel owner ran to Hei Luobo, before Chen Jianqiu could speak, and said.

He didn't ride his little donkey, but came on foot, so he was out of breath.

Chen Jianqiu waited quietly for the boss to finish breathing, and then asked: "What's wrong?"

"Hey, I just said that you guys are too obvious, and the sheriff is leading people to check."

"Sheriff? Which sheriff? Van Cleef?" Chen Jianqiu was a little puzzled, "Isn't he dead?"

He stretched out his hand and pulled the hotel owner onto the horse: "Talk while walking."

"Hey, no, it's the new sheriff. It turned out to be the assistant of Van Cleef." The hotel owner sat behind Chen Jianqiu, wiping the sweat from his brow, "Your Chinese brother is just here, let me come out to find you .”

Chen Jianqiu knew that the little brother the hotel owner was referring to was Li Sifu. This kid was quite honest, but he was stubborn and his English was not very good.

This kid is afraid to suffer!
He drove the black radish, took the boss with him, and galloped towards the hotel.

When he was still about ten meters away from the hotel, Chen Jianqiu saw the vicinity of the hotel. Several uniformed police officers were already standing there, controlling the surrounding area of ​​the hotel.

"Oh, these guys keep doing this, how can I do my business!" the hotel owner lamented.

Chen Jianqiu ignored the boss, he dismounted and walked directly to the back of the hotel.

Their carriage is parked there.

A white policeman was wearing a blue standard high hat, holding a whip in his hand, and stood beside the carriage with several policemen.

The cloth that was originally covering the carriage has been lifted, revealing the barrel inside.

Li Sifu opened his arms, hugged the bucket tightly, and looked at the policemen with a stubborn face.

"We need to check to see if there are any prohibited items in it!" The policeman said darkly, "The nearest gang will put some things in it that shouldn't be in it."

Li Sifu looked at those rough policemen, feeling a little apprehensive in his heart, but when he thought that the bucket belonged to Chen Jianqiu, he threw himself on those buckets, turned around and shouted loudly at the policemen:

"No, these are our boss's things, you can't touch them!"

The chief sheriff narrowed his eyes, and he grinned grimly:
"We have law enforcement authority within the city of Santa Fe, and I now have reason to suspect that there are items that pose a safety threat to the citizens of Santa Fe."

His voice suddenly amplified:

"Get out of here!"

Li Sifu's body was motionless, and he had no intention of moving away.

The sheriff raised the whip in his hand high, and whipped it at the Chinese boy in the carriage.

Seeing that the whip was about to hit Li Sifu's body.

With this whip down, it's hard to say anything else, a blood mark will definitely not escape.

But the whip suddenly stopped in the air.

From the other end of the whip, came an irresistible force.

The whip came out of the sheriff's hand, causing him to stagger forward and fall to the ground.

"Fuck!"

The sheriff pouted his ashes and raised his head.

A Chinese man in a mandarin jacket stood in front of him, looking at him with a smile, and his whip was in that man's hand.

The Chinese handed back the whip:

"Sheriff, check something, there is no need to make such a big fuss, right?"

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