Romanian Eagle

　　 The breath of early spring spreads across the Caucasus, and people are relieved from the violent snowstorm in winter.

Since 1813, Russia and Persia signed the Gulistan Treaty, which officially incorporated the Caucasus region including Baku into the country. Since then, this area has become Russia's inherent territory, and after an oil well was dug in 1871, Baku has always been Russia's oil industry base.

In the time when Romanian oil had not yet been exploited on a large scale, Baku's oil once accounted for more than 80% of European supply. Even after Romania, Persia and the United States flooded into Europe to squeeze market share, Russia still relies on the Baku oil field to occupy the largest share of the European oil market. It's just that now facing the closure of the Black Sea Strait, what has left Baku is that the oil has disappeared from those foreign buyers with rich money, and now it is depressed.

Inside the Baku Petroleum Company, the general manager Alexander Tikov sits in his luxurious office. A chair made of Italian lambskin and mahogany does not relieve him in the slightest. His complexion is like the weather in Baku now covered with dark clouds, which are all from the company's annual report he saw. Last year, Baku Petroleum Company lost money, and an oil company actually lost money after the war broke out, which made him very angry. We must know that the oil companies all over the world are using the war to make huge profits, and the only loss is the Baku Petroleum Company.

Although there are reasons why the closure of the Black Sea Strait prevents the oil from going out by sea, he is still determined to clean up the company’s assholes. These people are too bold to purchase oil pipelines at half the price of the market. If the Baku Petroleum Company is not rectified. Still not being dragged down by them.

Of course, as a smart man, Alexander Tikov does not intend to pursue too many people whose identity background is connected to St. Petersburg and Moscow. This is something his small body cannot bear. He only intends to deal with those who don't have enough identities to act boldly, so that they can feel the anger of general manager Tikov.

Tikov did this not to let Russian officials feel his ability, but to let other shareholders see his attitude. This is because most of the shares of Baku Petroleum Company, where Tikov works, are held by the United States, Britain, and France. Even before the war, there were a small number of shares held by Germany, but after the war broke out, these shares were directly divided by other countries.

Russia is the largest shareholder in Baku Petroleum Company, but this company has many policies that need to be interfered by Britain and France. Only now that the war broke out, these interferences were much less. But Tikov will not let down his vigilance, he still has to do some achievements to show that he still has the ability to do well.

Just when Tikov was about to clean up his short-lived subordinates, his secretary knocked on the door and came in.

Seeing that it was his secretary, Tikov asked unceremoniously. "What's the matter?"

At this time, Tikov saw his secretary's eyes and glanced left and right, and found no one, sneaking up to him and whispering. "Boss, there is a foreign businessman who wants to buy oil."

Tikov asked vigilantly when he heard the secretary's words. "Who is it?"

Then continue to add. "If it's a German, Austrian or Turk, let him go, don't show up in front of me, I haven't lived yet."

Seeing the reaction of his boss, the secretary was a bit hesitant. I was not sure if this person was from the above-mentioned allies. However, thinking of the $1,000 check from Citibank in his jacket pocket, he decided to take the risk. He would go to the United States to live in the United States. .

"Of course the boss is not from the Allies. The merchants who came to buy oil this time are very bold and willing to give a 30% rebate."

Tikov, who didn’t know his secretary’s true thoughts at all, thought about it. The 30% rebate was tempting in the end. He planned to meet this magical foreign businessman.

"Bring him in quietly."

After a while, a middle-aged man with an ordinary face in a trench coat and a gentleman hat walked into Tikov's office under the leadership of the secretary. He took off his hat and paid tribute to Tikov. "Hello, Mr. Tikov."

Tikov looked at the middle-aged man blankly, and asked in an emotional voice. "I don't know what this gentleman is called?"

This middle-aged man didn't seem to see Tikov's expression and introduced himself enthusiastically.

"You can call me my husband, an oil merchant looking for opportunities."

Tikov still sat in his chair and didn't mean to get close at all, and still asked. "Then my husband, I don't know how much oil you want to buy."

"Of course, the more the better, as long as you dare to sell, I will dare to buy. We can also negotiate the price."

Hearing what the middle-aged man said, Tikov laughed loudly, and then asked in a foolish tone. "Are you sure you can buy it? You have to know that the daily output of the Baku oil field is not low."

Even if Tikov's attitude was not friendly at all, the middle-aged man still replied with a stern expression. "of course."

"Then your Excellency needs to tell me which company you are buying on behalf of. Mr. Well-husband."

Tikov deliberately emphasized the name of the other party. This attitude has shown that he does not believe that the other party's real name is.

"Do you have to understand the identity behind me?"

Tikov replied quite firmly. "Of course, if you don't know your true identity, I won't sell you a drop of oil. Since you found me directly, I believe your Excellency has also done an investigation."

The servant glanced at Tikov's secretary, and Tikov, who had been observing him for a long time, said to his secretary. "You personally pour a cup of coffee for this gentleman, and if you give me a cup of black tea, use Indian tea and two lumps of sugar."

This is the secret signal that Tikov gave to the secretary. He asked him to call two armed guards to wait outside. As soon as he activated the signal, they would immediately come in and arrest someone. He also has to prevent accidents, his life is still very precious but he can't lose anything.

"Okay, I will prepare now."

The secretary who knew his boss very well responded and went out to prepare a ‘drink’, leaving only two people behind.

"Your Excellency can speak now."

Tikov calmly asked the husband in front of him.

"Of course." The husband continued sternly. "My real name is Jansr Gass, an oil merchant from Romania. Because of the domestic industrial needs, we want to buy a batch of oil to help production."

Looking at the Romanian oil merchant whose real name was Sergei in front of him, Tikov thought deeply. He has long known that Romania produces its own oil~www.readwn.com~ Now the purpose of importing it is self-evident. And of course, he knew very well about Romania’s order with DEA ​​Petroleum. This is simply stealing money.

After listening to the new introduction of the oil merchant whose real name was Sergei, Tikov was rather undecided.

"You let me think about it."

Seeing Tikov's hesitation, Sergeys didn't say much. He picked up his hat and flicked the dust that was not on it. "It's okay. I can wait for your news. I'll stay at the Postov Hotel. I believe you can find me in Baku."

After speaking, he turned and left the office, leaving only Tikov sitting in his seat and thinking secretly. His secretary came to the office to check the safety of his boss after Srges went out.

The secretary asked curiously. "Boss, who is this servant?"

"This is not what you should care about."

Tikov was interrupted by the secretary's words, and spoke a little impatiently. Seeing the attitude of his boss, the secretary decided to wait outside for his boss to calm down before coming in. It was a good choice.

Seeing that the secretary was about to go out, Tikov stopped him at once. "Wait."

"What else is the boss."

"Don't mention today's matter to anyone."

"Good boss."

After the secretary answered, he left the office, leaving Tikov sitting at his desk and thinking alone whether he needed a Romanian to cooperate.