McClane looked at Zhou Ming and stopped talking several times before finally saying it out, "Mr. Zhou Ming, I think I must tell you that we currently have many plots of land that are in Texas, and Mr. Madison has a very large network of relationships in Texas, which may cause us a lot of trouble."

Zhou Ming glanced at him: "So that's why McClellan called me. You also said that Pissat and him had a little unhappy in the fight for land mining rights?"

McClane smiled embarrassedly, but nodded.

He told Zhou Ming that he originally thought so. He remembered that he met Madison because of a competition for mining rights: "Actually, I won that auction, but later Madison used some means to make me understand how powerful his network in Texas is, and I was forced to call you, Mr. Zhou Ming."

McClane said it was very light, but Zhou Ming knew that things would definitely not be that simple, but since McClane didn't plan to say it, Zhou Ming wouldn't ask in detail.

"So McLen, do you think of selling part of the equity to him?" Zhou Ming asked.

"Of course not, Mr. Zhou Ming, why did you say that? I won't compromise with that despicable and shameful guy even if I beat him to death!"

McClane said excitedly that God knew what he had encountered. He explained to Zhou Ming: "My idea is that we might as well just throw away all the land mining rights in Texas and will not have any contact with Texas in the future. In this way, that guy Madison can't do anything to Pissart!"

Zhou Ming smiled and said, "Your idea is very good, but maybe you can consider it more comprehensively, such as our corporate debt."

Zhou Ming analyzed to him that Pisart's biggest source of funds is corporate bonds, and Pisart's capital flow is maintained by continuously issuing corporate bonds to purchase land and then mortgage the bonds with land.

"McLan, you need to treat us as a financial enterprise, not a pure energy enterprise, so you need to carefully consider the market risks that each decision may bring."

Zhou Ming gave an example to say that if he starts selling land in Texas, his investors will think that Pissart has a funding problem, so he needs to sell the land and return blood.

"In this way, investors will doubt your corporate debts. Then, at this time, will Madison sell off corporate debts? You must know that he has more than one-tenth of Pissart's corporate debts in his hands!"

McClass's face suddenly became tense. After all, in this capital country, most people understand finance, and McClass is no exception. After Zhou Ming's explanation, he immediately realized the problem. With so many corporate debts in Madison's hands, as long as they are sold out, it will inevitably cause market panic.

"Mr. Zhou Ming, of course I understand, but we cannot always be controlled by that Madison. Moreover, he collected our corporate debts to make money. It would be of no benefit to him when he sold and suppressed them." McClan guessed.

"The hero cut off his arm." Zhou Ming could see McClan's consideration at a glance, "You have the courage, but we may not be so far away from this point now."

McClane stared at Zhou Ming with his eyes, not understanding how Zhou Ming could say such a thing.

"Mr. Zhou Ming, you may not know Madison's energy in Texas. If he moves really, he can really let Pisart die immediately!"

Madison said as if he had made some major decision, secretly revealed to Zhou Ming: "I saw the President of the Federation, and he had dinner with Madison."

Facing Zhou Ming's look at him, he continued: "I know he might have done it for me on purpose, but this also shows how wide his connections are. Just like the land I just took, we immediately received a three-point indictment accusing us of the local development of the environment and the inhumane expulsion of the indigenous people, but we clearly haven't done anything yet!"

Zhou Ming listened to him saying like a bean, it seemed that Madison really put a lot of pressure on him some time ago.

After he finally finished speaking, Zhou Ming patted his shoulder and told him: "McLan, you can tell me the first time in the future. After all, I am also the major shareholder of the company!"

"But... the other party is from the Texas Consortium..."

What else did McClane want to say? Zhou Ming pressed his shoulder hard on his hand and said, "I can tell you that this matter is not difficult to solve!"

McClane was shocked at the time, his eyes widened. You should know that the pressure Madison brought to him during this period was that he could not eat well and sleep. If others told him like this, he would definitely spray it back on the spot, but he never expected that the person who said this now was Zhou Ming.

"I'm definitely not comforting you, it's really not as difficult as you think."

Zhou Ming said: "You find it difficult because you are just the nephew of the Okrama merchant, and Okrama Oil Company is not enough in front of the Texas consortium, but what if you can get a wealthy family with enough weight as an ally? Then the situation will be completely different."

Zhou Ming's answer made McClass's eyes lit up: "Does the Meilong family or the wealthy families in the Great Lakes want to come and wade into this muddy water? I knew that Mr. Zhou Ming, you are the best!"

Zhou Ming smiled and shook his head and said that he didn't say: "I don't know what's going on in Dallas, so how could I get angry with him?"

McClane immediately became sluggish because if there were no Meilong or other wealthy families in the Great Lakes, where could he find such an allies? Or if he had a way to find a consortium that could compete with the Texas consortium, why would he always be so angry?

McClane also wanted to ask Zhou Ming who could be an ally, but Zhou Ming patted him on the shoulder and told him not to worry, and he would tell him when he got it done.

McClane still trusts Zhou Ming very much. Since Zhou Ming has said that, he can only do this.

Then McClane remembered that Zhou Ming had overturned the dining table in Madison, so he picked up the phone and called the restaurant, and invited a Chinese chef to Zhou Ming.

Although this compatriot had good skills, Zhou Ming didn't have the heart to enjoy the delicacies. After eating it very normally, Zhou Ming immediately went out.

Although Zhou Ming was very confident in front of McClellan, in fact, Zhou Ming had no idea, but just had a rough strategy.

Sitting on the shuttle bus, Zhou Ming asked the hotel service staff in front of him and said, "Did you hear that the representative of Motong Bank also moved in? Which room are they in? Please take me there."

In fact, for any hotel, the information of customers cannot be disclosed, especially the information of big names like Motong Bank. However, when the person in the car was picked up by him from a hotel villa, his identity was either rich or noble. In addition, the stack of green banknotes he patted on his shoulder made him make a decision that violated his ancestors at that time.

"Okay, that Mr. Piero is nearby," he told Zhou Ming.

Zhou Ming was also shocked when he heard this name. Why is he still an old acquaintance? This guy is chasing him and want to make some at the summit.

What's wrong? But this is not right. This is Texas, not his New York.

After thinking for a while, I couldn't figure it out. Zhou Ming gave up very happily. Anyway, he would know when he saw it.

A few minutes later, Zhou Ming took the shuttle bus to the entrance of another hotel villa. Zhou Ming was lucky and happened to see a familiar figure about going out. The half-bald forehead made Zhou Ming recognize his identity at a glance.

"Hi! Hello Mr. Piero, you are so polite. You know I'm coming and I'm going to pick me up." Zhou Ming waved at him.

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Piero was stunned when he heard the shout, and then he also saw Zhou Ming getting off the shuttle bus.

Piero's face was not good: "It turned out to be Mr. Zhou Ming. I didn't expect to meet you here, but it was a very unfortunate thing. I have something to go out now, so please come back."

Back?

What a big joke? Since I'm here, how could I leave without doing something?

Zhou Ming stepped forward and held Piero's hand enthusiastically: "Mr. Piero, I know you admire me very much. I have said before that you can go to work hard whenever you have something to do, and you don't have to stay and wait for me. You have to turn down important things from you. This is so polite and makes me embarrassed."

Zhou Ming said while pulling Piero towards the villa.

Piero was about to explode at that time: Are you embarrassed by him? Is he so embarrassed? You are not only very embarrassed, but you are even a little too embarrassed!

Piero tried hard to pull his hand back, but Zhou Ming didn't let him get what he wanted, so he held it tightly.

Piero felt that his hand was pinched by an iron plier, unable to thrust at all, and he felt so painful with his grip. He had to say, "Mr. Zhou Ming, we are all people with identities, I hope you have some face!"

Zhou Ming then smiled: "Mr. Piero, as the saying goes, people without sin do not enter the confessional room. I will visit you today. Of course, I have something to discuss with you. In fact, I didn't expect that it was you. It seems that everything is God's will."

Zhou Ming's words are all true. He only knew that someone had come to Motong Bank, so he wanted to come here first. Zhou Ming originally planned to contact Piero through the person in charge here, but he didn't expect that Piero came in person, which saved the middlemen from making a profit of the difference.

Piero was very disdainful when he heard this. He didn't know what Zhou Ming was looking for him, but he instinctively didn't want to pay attention: "I'm sorry, Mr. Zhou Ming, I still have something to do here. If you ask me for an appointment with my assistant, I will naturally find you when I have time."

"I think you'd better talk to me, Mr. Piero," said Zhou Ming, "because this matter may involve a hundred billion US dollars of interests!"

Piero was silent.

"You Chinese dare to act wild here. This is the United States. If you don't want to die, let go of Mr. Piero immediately and get out of here!"

Piero's assistant Litas next to him was anxious and came over with great momentum to protect the Lord.

Zhou Ming just glanced at him: "It's you who should get out. Didn't you watch the chat with Mr. Piero? You don't have any strength at all."

Litas cursed at that time: "You fart, Mr. Piero doesn't want to pay attention to you at all. People of your identity are not worthy of standing here, and they are not worthy of talking to Mr. Piero. It's your rogue who rushed up..."

Before Litas finished speaking, Piero said to him first: "Go and help me push the meeting, I'll talk to Mr. Zhou Ming first."

Ga?

Litas was stunned when he heard this, his face full of incomprehension...
Chapter completed!