"My friend, this isn't about the money, the last thing we lack in Dubai is money!" Azik said. As a mber of the Royal Family, he had been living in Ro since he was born, so money really didn't an much to him.
Every day, the people of Dubai rely go to the oil field valves, either turning them left to shut them off or right to open them. When they want to buy sothing, they just let a bit of oil flow. Life is just that mundane.
But this young man from Huaxia made him realize that there are always bigger fish!
"How about this, I'll trade this thing with you!" Zhang nglong, seeing the reluctance on Azik's face, pointed at the destroyer and said, "This thing cost even more than your destroyer. I'll also throw in all the equipnt and weapons on board. How about that?"
"Zhang... you... this..." Azik had never t soone like this. A person who smashes money in your face when words fail, and now he wanted to trade a destroyer for his yacht. What on earth was going through this man's mind?
Not to ntion that this destroyer was actually borrowed, even if it was really his own, this thing would probably get bombarded the mont it entered his territorial waters!
Suddenly, he thought of sothing utterly alarming: wasn't this destroyer a gift from the Queen of England? Then it should belong to the country of England! But now, this area of sea was under the jurisdiction of Frankfurt!
How could the people of Frankfurt allow a destroyer from England into their territory? Was there anything more absurd than this? Weren't they afraid that the destroyer might suddenly go berserk and start a massacre within their borders?
"Zhang, I have no use for this destroyer. I don't even have anyone to sail it back to Dubai. Let's just forget about this, Zhang. You're so rich, just have soone build another one."
"Alright," Zhang nglong sighed, realizing that Azik truly was unwilling to sell his yacht. Zhang nglong was sowhat disappointed.
"Mr. Zhang, getting Azik to comply isn't difficult!" Ye Yin suddenly said.
"You have a way?"
"Haha, Mr. Zhang, those oil fields and wells in Dubai are actually yours!" Ye Yin revealed a fact that was quite astounding to Zhang nglong.
"What? Can you explain that a bit more?"
"Hehe, a long ti ago, your ancestors had already detected huge resources beneath that land, so they had acquired those areas through force and money. You just let the people of Dubai drill for oil because you rather kindly wanted to give them so shares as compensation for their hard work."
While Dubai appeared wealthy, in actuality, they only received 20% of the inco from these oil fields. The remaining 80% went entirely into Zhang Family's wealth.
"I was uninford," Zhang nglong sneered. "Forget it then, if it's not for sale, it's not for sale. It's not like I absolutely have to buy it. Just getting an aircraft carrier and refitting it would be several tis more impressive than this 'Morocco,' right?"
"Mr. Zhang! I've been waiting for you for a long ti. I'm so glad you're finally here!" Just then, a hurriedly arriving person broke the slightly awkward atmosphere.
"Zhang, you have a friend here, we'll talk later." Finally finding a chance to excuse himself, Azik quickly moved away from Zhang nglong.
"Mr. Poladi, long ti no see!" The person who had arrived was none other than the 'Wealthiest Man in the World,' whom Zhang nglong had t once before.
"Here, let
introduce you," Poladi began, pointing to several people with him, "This gentleman here is..."
"Bila Gates, I know, one of the past 'Wealthiest n in the World'!" Zhang nglong recognized Poladi's companion instantly.
"And you are Mr. Arnold, Mr. Ellison, Miss Walton, and Mr. Walton!"
Today, everyone who ca with Poladi turned out to be among the top ten on the Forbes billionaires list, none of whom had a net worth below 50 billion US dollars!
"Old friends, this is Mr. Zhang!" Poladi introduced.
"Damn, he wouldn't really expect
to give them an economics lecture, right?" Zhang nglong was speechless at once. Each one of them was a big shot, and many had risen from nothing. In any school around the world, they all could be honorary professors. Just looking at them instinctively made him nervous.
"What's going on?" Wang Ling was also dumbfounded. Although his father was rich, there was still a considerable gap compared to these tycoons. Just facing them like this made him sowhat nervous.
"Poladi, who are these few..."
"Oh, they have long admired Mr. Zhang, so they asked
to introduce them, hoping to consult with you on so business matters."
"Damn!" Zhang nglong hadn't even said anything yet when Wang Ling had already started cursing. From what he had observed over the past few months, nglong knew nothing about business. His problem-solving thods were always very simple and crude, either buying soone out or spending money to eliminate competitors. Discussing business with such a person seed ridiculous.
"No, no, no, I really don't understand any of this!" Zhang nglong quickly demurred.
"Mr. Zhang, we truly co to seek your advice," Bila Gates said, "Although you might think you are young and not very knowledgeable yet, your background naturally nurtures and cos with it. We are just hoping to get inspired by you."
"Is that so?" Leave it to the forr world's richest man to make Zhang nglong understand his intent—they were well aware that at his age, Zhang nglong hardly had any comrcial experience.
He didn't, but his elders did! Zhang nglong was inevitably influenced to so extent, an influence that showed in his words and actions, from which they hoped to find so inspiration. That was their actual purpose!
But in reality, Zhang nglong had learned nothing from his elders!
"Okay then, ask away!" Since that was the case, Zhang nglong was sowhat reluctantly willing.
"We'd like to know which areas does Mr. Zhang's family business cover? If it's okay to ask that," they inquired.
"Hmm... everything!
"What?" The tycoons were montarily baffled. Having succeeded by focusing on specific fields, they wondered, wasn't doing everything a recipe for diocrity? How then did he amass such a massive fortune?
Suddenly, Zhang nglong rembered sothing, "No, not everything!"
Hearing this, the tycoons' expressions eased sowhat.
"Those illegal and chaotic things, we don't do; those offensive movies, I don't make; and any business related to pimping or brothels, I don't run!"
"Who the hell asked if you do those!" Everyone wanted to say that. Even if he were involved in such things, how much could he possibly earn? Could Zhang nglong beco richer than Poladi by doing these?
"Mr. Zhang, could you tell us how much your assets really amount to?" Arnold curiously asked, which was everyone's point of curiosity.
"Uh..." This question was sothing Zhang nglong truly couldn't answer.
After a mont of thought, he said, "I can't tell you the exact number, but I can tell you, I own 37% of Mr. Bila's SoftBank, 28.6% of Mr. Arno's LVMH, 43.1% of Mr. Ellison's company, and 34% of Walmart shares."
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