Expedition to Europe

Since the Age of Discovery, many Westerners have had a sense of superiority when facing all the people of color in the world.

Perhaps in the eyes of many Westerners, they are the masters of this world, they deserve the worship of the whole world, and everyone in the world should shake their heads and beg for mercy in front of Westerners, which is the norm in the world.

This idea developed to the Second World War, and finally caused the whole world to reflect because of the large-scale genocide of the Germans, which led to a large-scale national independence movement.

It is regrettable that although there is reflection, this idea is still very popular until the 21st century. A considerable number of Westerners still think so, and even some so-called public figures do not hesitate to speak out to attract attention.

Yang Deshan is indeed playing a North African, but Yang Deshan never thinks that the British are nobler than North Africans. Those who humiliate others will always be humiliated by others. If Henry Saxton wants to see Yang Deshan’s joke from this aspect, he can only bring shame upon himself.

Of course, Henry Saxton could not care whether Yang Deshan's leaving in anger was an insult to the person upstairs. The most important thing was to invite Yang Deshan upstairs as soon as possible and eliminate the impact of this incident.

Unfortunately, Yang Deshan was not a puppet at the mercy of others. Even a clay man still had some earthiness, not to mention a "prophet" like Yang Deshan.

So after Henry Saxton invited him again, Yang Deshan's attitude was very firm: "I have already said that if you want to find me, you know where I am."

In fact, at this time, outside the gate of the British garrison, thousands of camel cavalry were ready to attack the British garrison at any time.

Although Yang Deshan only brought Sharimu when he entered the British garrison, Yang Dehai had been paying attention to the situation here. Now that he saw something wrong here, Yang Dehai immediately responded.

"Lewis, please don't do this. You will make things complicated and it will not be good for us." Henry Saxton pleaded in his eyes.

"It's because of you that things become complicated, so wait until you think clearly about what kind of attitude you should use to treat us, and then we can sit down." Yang Deshan was determined, shook off Henry Saxton's hand, and strode out.

Henry Saxton may indeed be a nobleman, but there are many such nobles in the UK, and Yang Deshan has no need to bow his head and tolerate for a Henry Saxton.

The image that Yang Deshan wants to establish is tough and resolute. No matter who he faces, Yang Deshan will not yield. In this way, he can set a bottom line when dealing with the British at the beginning, so that both sides understand where this bottom line is.

"Please wait a moment." An old voice full of the majesty of the superior came over.

This description may be a bit fantasy, but the saying "living in a place changes the spirit, and raising a place changes the body" is really reasonable. Some people can convey majesty through their voices, making people obey subconsciously.

Maybe not obedience, but definitely not indifference.

Yang Deshan stopped and gave Sharimu a look. He watched Sharimu run to the already anxious cavalry to report the situation, and then he turned around.

At the entrance of the hall stood a man in a suit and leather shoes. His silver-white hair was very conspicuous under the light. The positions of the people around him were also very interesting. They surrounded the old man in the center like stars supporting the moon.

"Young man, don't be so impulsive, otherwise you don't know what you missed." The old man seemed to be respected, and he spoke like a life mentor.

"It doesn't matter. Youth is the greatest asset. If you miss it, you can find it again. As for summarizing the gains and losses, that is what you should do when you are old." Yang Deshan didn't have much intention of being taught.

Yang Deshan was not afraid of losing opportunities. Young people should have some youthful drive.

"Maybe you didn't notice that you were too aggressive, which would leave a bad impression on people and affect others' perception of you." The old man was still a life mentor.

"Only mediocre people will not be envied, and only those who are not enterprising will not be aggressive. From this perspective, if aggressiveness will lead to criticism from some people, then let them criticize." Yang Deshan has little respect for authority. He will say what he wants to say, even if what he says is offensive to the old man in front of him, Yang Deshan still does not hesitate.

"Haha, you are so unique, how can people trust you?" The old man is no longer at the age of getting angry at every turn, and he behaves very well.

"People who trust me will trust me no matter what I do, and people who don't trust me will not trust me no matter what I do, so I don't need to change the attitude of those who don't trust me. I am only responsible for those who trust me." Yang Deshan is confident.

Regarding this trust or distrust, the nearly 10,000 soldiers outside the military camp are the best example. If they don't trust Yang Deshan, they won't fight for Yang Deshan.

After Sharimu went back, the camel cavalrymen who were eager to fight had regained their composure. Some drank and some grilled, and it looked no different from the beginning.

But now everyone understood that the current calm was just an illusion. Once Yang Deshan needed them, these people would immediately jump on their horses and become demons in the dark night.

Well, in addition to "prophet", Yang Deshan also has a nickname, "devil", which was given to him by his enemies. Of course, most of them have turned to dust now.

"Well said, then how are you going to gain my trust?" The old man clapped his hands gracefully, and then asked a seemingly tricky question.

It is indeed a difficult problem to gain the trust of strangers. The best stepping stone is to pledge your allegiance, but it is a pity that Yang Deshan is not going to do that.

"I have gained your trust, otherwise you would not come here. I don't think you are idle." Yang Deshan's answer was a bit unexpected.

Yang Deshan originally wanted to say "I don't think you have much time to waste", but it seemed too disrespectful to say so, so he changed it to this statement.

It is still good to think before speaking. The old man clapped more enthusiastically, and his mouth was even more enthusiastic: "Very smart young man, I think I like you a little bit."

This is not an invitation to Yang Deshan to be gay, but just pure appreciation.

Yang Deshan was not flattered, not even a bit happy, just looking at the old man quietly.

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Alfred Christian. I am from Denmark. Part of the oil here belongs to me. Tell me, what makes me willing to take money out of my pocket and give it to you?" When talking about his last name, Alfred showed extraordinary momentum, as if that moment merged with the history of the family.

Christian, this surname is also the surname of the King of Denmark. Considering that the mother of the current King of Britain, George V, is from Denmark, it is understandable why Alfred appeared here.

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To be able to own a part of Gailyan at this time point, Alfred is indeed amazing. Perhaps "amazing" is not enough to describe it, and it is more appropriate to say that he has all-powerful hands and eyes.

"Mr. Alfred, please allow me to call you that." Listen, this is the troublesome part of dealing with nobles. Even just a name may offend Alfred. Yang Deshan still noticed: "You want to extract oil from the ground, doesn't it cost money?"

Since Alfred doesn't mind that there are a lot of people present, then Yang Deshan has no need to be taboo.

Besides, if you are of low status, you probably won't be here. If you talk about it carefully, almost all the men and women present have interests in the Gailyan Oilfield. Only if there is an interest, these people will come to Gailyan, otherwise they will never come here.

"Of course it costs money, so I mind. You know, we have invested tens of millions of pounds, and you haven't paid a shilling, but now you come up and take the biggest share, hehe." Alfred didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear enough.

The Gailyan Oilfield has now been divided into countless shares. Perhaps the proportion owned by some shareholders should be described in decimals. Yang Deshan wants 10%, which is 10%. This is definitely a large enough share. It is estimated that the British royal family only has such a small share.

Think about the New Baku oil field. How much did Raymond Poincaré, the French president at that time, have?

Only 5%.

Alfred is indeed highly respected, at least it seems so. Just when Alfred was speaking, although there were many people around Alfred, no one interrupted, and even people's breathing slowed down subconsciously.

But when Alfred talked about this issue, the people around Alfred reacted. Some people laughed disdainfully, some hummed in threats, and some even cursed in a low voice.

Money can move people's hearts. If there is no interest involved, people can restrain themselves according to secular habits, but once it involves their own interests, go to the rules!

"If you think of my share as a cost, then I guess you will feel more comfortable." Yang Deshan took a different approach.

Cost!

Alfred's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, it does cost to exploit oil fields. Labor costs, security costs, transportation costs, etc. are all one of the costs. If Yang Deshan's share is counted as a cost instead of a profit, Alfred suddenly feels that 10% is not unacceptable.

"Ahahahaha, you are a genius, you are right, that is the cost!" Alfred praised.

He is not a genius, but practice makes perfect. Yang Deshan has lived in Djerba for more than two years, and Djerba is a huge oil city. All the oil from the New Baku Oil Field and Basel Petroleum Development Company is refined in Djerba. Yang Deshan has never eaten pork, but he has seen pigs run.