The vast Gobi Desert and the bumps of the car give people the pleasure of running at full speed.

Yu Qingyang enjoyed this feeling very much.

The return trip is much faster than the trip here.

When I came here, I mainly had to find the way, so I was a little slow.

It took nearly four hours to get here and less than two hours to get back.

Yu Qingyang was also worried.

A problem occurred in the most unlikely place on the construction site!

No one thought of it.

After receiving Zhao Xinlei's report, Yu Qingyang used the car intercom to notify Sun Jian to speed up.

Speeding all the way, the average speed was over 100.

Fortunately, Hummer is prepared for such road conditions.

If you switch to a domestic car, the car will fall apart.

Just like that, Xia Xue vomited as soon as she arrived at the campground and got off the car.

Yu Qingyang was also made uncomfortable by the shaking. He suppressed the urge to vomit and went to the production base where the well was being dug.

The well drilling company said yesterday that water would be produced today, but what came out was not water.

It's jet black oil.

"Is this the water vein you are talking about?" Yu Qingyang stared at the on-site person in charge sent by the well drilling company and asked in English.

"Sir, this is an accident!" The on-site person in charge of the well drilling company was also sweating on his forehead.

Drilling a deep water well resulted in oil being drilled. This was a huge mistake.

If this land was invested by Hua Yu or Yu Qingyang, it would be a good thing to produce oil!

But the problem is, this is just their temporary base.

The land ownership belongs to the Municipality of Butita, or the State of Ajigeria.

Producing oil has nothing to do with him.

Instead, he has to move and choose a new base.

The oil has a high specific gravity, and under the influence of atmospheric pressure, jet-black oil bubbles out.

Next to the drilling rig, the pit originally used to store mud has been filled with oil.

"Have you called the Butan City Government?" Yu Qingyang ignored the on-site person in charge of the well drilling company and turned to ask Zhao Xinlei.

"We have already fought, and they are coming here!"

"Mr. Lu, it looks like we are ready to move!" Yu Qingyang said to the director, Mr. Lu, with a smile.

"This is something no one would have thought of!" Mr. Lu smiled helplessly.

"Look, should this matter be reported to the country?"

"It has been reported. The domestic opinion is that our construction should stop and wait and see what happens.

We will wait until the Ministry of Foreign Affairs communicates with Ajigeria.

However, the move is finalized!”

"Mr. Lu, please stop work and be on standby. It's okay for a short time, but we won't be able to bear it for a long time!

It costs two to three hundred thousand for a person to eat horse chews this day!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Yu! This is a construction aid project, and the country will not let you suffer!

If it really takes a long time, there will definitely be an explanation!

In fact, not only you, but also our supervision company are the same!

If there is no explanation, we can't bear it!" Mr. Lu comforted Yu Qingyang and said with a self-consoling smile.

It didn't take long for officials from the Butan city government to arrive.

Also present were officials from Butita Mineral Resources Department.

Oil is the economic lifeline of Ajigeria.

The entire country depends on oil, so when they heard that oil was produced, the Butan government took it very seriously.

Yu Qingyang stepped forward to shake hands with Jasler and say hello. He was the city government official who took the lead last time.

After a few words of greeting, Jasler introduced a middle-aged man next to him to Yu Qingyang, "Mr. Yu, this is the deputy mayor of our Butan City, Mr. Mufta!

This is Mr. Romans from the Mineral Resources Department!”

The deputy mayor of Mufta, as well as Romans, are definitely important figures in Butita.

From this point, we can also see the importance Butantan attaches to oil.

“Hello Mr. Mufta!

Hello Mr. Romans!" Yu Qingyang stepped forward and said hello in English.

"Hello, Mr. Yu! Thank you, Mr. Yu, and China for helping us!" Muftah was very polite to Yu Qingyang, holding Yu Qingyang's hand tightly and said.

After some pleasantries, Yu Qingyang took them to the drilling site to take a look at the situation.

Then return to the office.

Qiao Lili came in and made coffee for Mufta and others.

“Mr. Yu, I really didn’t expect that you would actually drill out oil!

What a coincidence!

We were caught off guard!" Muftah said slowly.

"Mr. Muftah, I see you are not surprised at all about oil being pumped out..."

"There is oil underground here, we know it!

In fact, you built this town to prepare for the development of this oil field!

It's just that this time we don't plan to contract to the Americans or the British!

We have reached an agreement with your country!

You will provide us with technical support..." Muftah briefly mentioned the agreement reached with the country.

Yu Qingyang did not pursue the question further.

This is not an issue you should be concerned about.

This confirmed Yu Qingyang's previous guess.

He guessed at that time that Butitatan would never spend hundreds of millions of dollars to build houses for thousands of Berbers.

"Mr. Muftah, I want to know, what should we do next?

Our temporary camp and production base need to be relocated?

Also, should the project continue?”

“Zero-hour camps and production bases are easy to solve!

Mr. Yu can choose the place by himself!

As long as it doesn’t damage the surrounding environment!

As for the construction of small towns, we must continue!

And I hope Mr. Yu can speed up the construction progress!

The fact that there is oil here has probably reached the ears of several major British and American companies!

Our actions here must also be accelerated!”

"Okay! We will report it to the country!" Yu Qingyang did not finish his words.

They only talked about the report, not about accelerating the construction period.

Do you know what the country thinks?

What is the political intention?

The safest way is to follow domestic instructions.

"Okay, Mr. Yu, we will also communicate with your country!

I hope that an agreement can be reached as soon as possible, and the small towns outside will be built one day earlier!" Muftah did not urge Yu Qingyang anymore.

Ajigeria has dealt with China too much, and he can figure out some of China's routines.
Chapter completed!