Rebirth 2010: I add some points to be a boss

"Boss, Pavel returned the $500 million grant."

Bessemer said cautiously.

"What does he mean? Did Pollock break the rules?"

Larry Reichman's face darkened and he asked coldly.

"Mr. Larry, please watch this video first."

Bessemer took out his phone, unlocked the screen, clicked on the encrypted file sent by Pollock's order taker, and placed it in front of his boss.

Larry pondered for a moment and took it.

A deserted island appeared in the picture. The bricks and stones were in a mess, the dilapidated church and wooden houses were almost in ruins. The beach was covered with burnt brown spots. As far as the eye could see, it was filthy.

The shooting equipment should be a head-mounted action camera. The lens will tremble from time to time as the photographer moves.

After slowly narrowing his sight, he discovered that there were densely packed bullet casings falling on the gravel. Several oak trees and beech trees were riddled with bullets, and their lush branches and leaves fell to the ground.

Just as Larry was about to raise his head and angrily scold Bessemer for wasting his precious time, he saw the scene change. Behind a thick brick wall bunker, dozens of young people with different skin colors were lying in random directions.

Dark red blood, light yellow sea sand, and dark brown dust were mixed together, and various rifles, sniper rifles, heavy machine guns, and individual rocket launchers were scattered around.

A group of carrion-loving seabirds are enjoying a feast.

The photographer seemed to be frightened, and his heavy breathing and cursing sounds, 'Huff - Huff -', were heard in the video, as fast as a bellows.

After walking through the beach and arriving at the core area on the hillside, there are traces of burning everywhere, flying heads and skulls can be seen everywhere, and the wreckage of a helicopter crashed into the bushes.

Even through the screen, I can smell the disgusting stench!
"This...what the hell is this thing?"

Larry couldn't help but panic and asked sharply.

This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a tragic and terrifying scene. If he had not had to worry about his appearance and identity, he would have vomited it out.

He only lasted 38 minutes of the 5-minute video.

"According to Pollock, this island is most likely the home and training base of the Spear of God. Judging from the video content, from the Elder Council to the scavenger reserves, everyone is dead!"

"Those dark chessmen hiding all over the world are also dying unexpectedly one after another..."

Bessemer swallowed and explained with lingering fear.

"So, Pavel thinks this is revenge from Shanhai Group, and they are afraid? Shit!"

Larry pretended to be calm and subconsciously raised his voice to cover up his inner panic.

Bessemer nodded without saying anything.

He is waiting for the boss's final reply. The next step is to cut off the connection with Pollock, or to find another scavenger organization?

In the luxurious office, there was an antique clock standing. The balance wheel swayed back and forth, making a "ticking" sound.

Time passed slowly and Larry was silent.

After a long time, he raised his head and stared into Bessemer's eyes, feeling a mixture of anxiety, fear, uneasiness, and complex emotions.

"Get rid of the person who contacted Pollock completely."

Larry Lengsen said.

Deal with it completely?

Bessemer thought over and over again, carefully savoring the situation, and he had already made up his mind on how to deal with it. The big boss was obviously timid.

"That's good. It saves Shanhai Group from getting involved in the investigation of labor and management. When the time comes, he doesn't know whether Larry Reichman will die, but he will definitely not escape death!"

Bessemer took a long breath and nodded in response.

When he walked out of the office, he unconsciously quickened his pace, intending to erase the traces left by the Bedeley Foundation as soon as possible to prevent Chen Heyu from following the clues and seizing the clue.

The Spear of God had been operating in Europe for hundreds of years, but in one day, they were stormed into the headquarters, slaughtered them all, and were destroyed.

The person who took action was basically locked in Chen Heyu.

After this battle, the remaining scavenger organizations withdrew from the Dahua District, trying their best to avoid conflict with the Shanhai Group.

Although they did not understand what methods Chen Heyu used, the demise of the Spear of God has become a fact.

Shanhai Group must not be provoked!
Similar statements began to go viral and almost became the consensus of major scavenger organizations around the world.

On the other hand, as Kuafu Energy Company has liberalized the overseas purchase rights of solar photovoltaic panels, it is not only open to enterprises but also to individual buyers.

To put it simply, ordinary people in Northern Ireland, Kangaroo Island and Europe can also purchase photovoltaic panels with ultra-high power generation efficiency.

Comparing the photovoltaic panel products launched by First Solar and SunPower, the conversion efficiency has been improved by 4-7 times.

Over the course of a year, one person can save at least $1000 on their electricity bill.

Therefore, for them, installing solar photovoltaic panels produced by Kuafu Energy Company is definitely a wise move.

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At night, the Pudong International Airport is brightly lit and dazzling.

Dickens, the director of the Beer Country's Power Supply Department, pushed up his thick lenses, looked at Yang Hongshuo with stern eyes, and said sternly:

"Mr. Yang, I come here with great sincerity! You should know that the beer country is the largest economy in Europe, and the total industrial power and civil power required every year ranks first in Europe." "Only In 2017, we consumed 6800 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity resources, 1200 billion kilowatt-hours of which came from purchase orders in Greater China, and Kuafu Energy accounted for more than half."

Yang Hongshuo touched his nose, and he naturally understood the subtext of Dickens' words.

Previously, the power supply contract he signed with the beer country raised the price to 0.42 euros per kilowatt hour, which is also the top charging standard in the world.

The photovoltaic power station in the northern part of the Cape of Good Hope continuously delivers 650 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity to the beer country through the satellite grid every year, easily earning 270 billion euros.

The implication is that Beer Country has paid for it, and it is also a KA customer of Shanhai Group. How about giving it some face and a share of production capacity?
After all, the short-tongued person is short-handed and the short-handed person is short-handed. Although the two families have a normal trading relationship with money and goods, they can't resist Dickens giving too much and too much.

An ordinary person would probably take advantage of the situation and agree with a smile, but Yang Hongshuo is a shameless and evil person.

One yard owned by a yard!
If you want more share of production capacity, talk with money, and nothing else will work!
"Mr. Dickens, due to the problem of insufficient production capacity, Kuafu Energy's four large-scale photovoltaic manufacturing bases in Greater China can provide up to 100 square kilometers of solar photovoltaic panels for enterprise-level users."

"5% is not a small proportion. Based on 200 sunny days per year and 10 hours of sunshine per day, it can add a total of 50 billion kilowatt hours of power resources to the beer country."

"What's more, with the right to purchase every year, in 10 years, the beer country's annual power generation will increase by 500 billion kilowatt hours."

Yang Hongshuo looked like he was smiling.

"..."

Dickens was speechless. Five billion kilowatt-hours is indeed an astronomical figure for a city or a large arc steelmaking plant.

But for the beer country, it accounts for less than 1% of the total annual power generation, which is simply a drop in the bucket.

"Mr. Yang, 10% is fine."

Dickens suppressed his dissatisfaction and replied quietly.

"Sorry, Mr. Dickens, let's discuss the specific distribution ratio tomorrow."

Yang Hongshuo waved his hand and deliberately changed the topic.

The representative of Qianhu Guofeng Group had one hour left to land. He was ready to finish dealing with Dickens and then turn around to receive Wilmot.

The scene where he signed the power supply contract with the two people two years ago is still vivid in his mind.

Where there is competition, there are sky-high prices!
Yang Hongshuo smiled knowingly, stretched out his hand to signal, and enthusiastically put Dickens into a commercial vehicle and watched him leave.

"10%? I want to eat shit!"

The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a mocking smile.

The big boss’s operating strategy for overseas markets is very clear. It wants to sell, but it cannot be sold openly!
The magnitude, rhythm and quota allocation must be done well!

Shanhai Group's ten photovoltaic power stations in Huizhou Continent produce 6000 billion kilowatt-hours of electricity every year, and they are the ones who have been taken advantage of!

What's more, the 37 power supply companies in Greater China have spent trillions of dollars in infrastructure investment and built thousands of large and small photovoltaic power stations in Anxi, Saibei and Southeast regions.

From 2016 to 2017, whenever winter comes in the northern hemisphere, the excess power resources of the power supply companies can be sold at high prices.

The cost per kilowatt-hour is only 0.2 Chinese dollars. If you use the satellite grid to enter the European and North American markets, the price can be raised to 0.2 US dollars, 0.3 US dollars, or even 0.4 US dollars.

For example, the 1200 billion kilowatt-hours of extra electricity produced by the Beer Country out of thin air, and the remaining 550 billion kilowatt-hours are mainly supplied by Xu Kangde, the boss of the Southern Guangdong Power Supply Company. The annual revenue is as high as 137.5 billion euros, and he has long been making money.

The power supply departments in northwest, north China and other places were a little slow to start. They had just completed the construction of power stations and were starting to eat meat.

If Shanhai Group goes crazy with shipments, it will be a slap in the face to them!

Regardless of the field of new energy vehicles, the big guys in the power supply system have made every effort to support Chen Heyu and suppressed the objections of the oil boss.

The premise is also Shanhai Group, which has tied up a large number of people with similar interests through satellite power grid and photovoltaic power station projects.

"Boss, I sent Dickens and Wilmot to the hotel where they are staying. The two companies have a strong intention to increase their stakes, and they are asking for more than 10% of the share."

Yang Hongshuo sat in the car on the way back, glanced at the time, and after careful consideration, he chose to call his boss.

"Remember one principle: let them eat meat, but not full. Do you understand?"

Chen Heyu exhorted.

"Yes! Boss, I know how to do it."

Yang Hongshuo grinned.

In just a few seconds, he had a set of clues. He asked his assistant to calculate the power generation data of the European countries in the past three years. Taking an average, it was the Beer Country, Gaul, Qianhu and Beautiful Country. Purchase ratio.

"You just have to figure it out. People from Yancheng will come to participate."

Chen Heyu confessed.

"Ah?! Boss, won't you be present for such a big cooperation matter?"

When Yang Hongshuo heard this, he immediately reacted and asked solemnly.

"I believe in your ability and strength. You have joined Shanhai Group for more than three years. You can't ask me to step in for everything."

Chen Heyu joked with a smile.

"Thank you boss, don't worry."

Yang Hongshuo felt a warm current slipping through his chest and said excitedly.

Chen Heyu smiled and immediately hung up the phone. He had more important things to do. (End of chapter)