Several people entered the direct elevator, and Prince Fahd sent an invitation again: "Branbull, Miss Maiting, let's go to my private room together? Sorry, I'll meet with a few old friends and chat together later?"

Before the competition, it was also a kind of social occasion, and Prince Fahd certainly had to perform his etiquette, so Jing Jian was very understanding and nodded with a smile: "I am very honored, Your Highness. Please give me some advice."

Jing Jian and Maiting were led by the concierge and entered the private room where Fahd was first. At this time, the players on both sides were warming up on the court, and the TV camera began to capture close-ups of fans in the stands. Suddenly, the camera swept through Jing Jian and Maiting in the private room. The director exclaimed, and then the camera aimed at them and pulled the camera closer.

The two broadcast hosts were also responsible for introducing guests, but the sudden appearance of the young men and women on the list surprised them: "Who is that Oriental man? Is it a big sponsor in Japan?"

"That blonde wearing sunglasses seems to be...a female star?"

"Oh, God, that's Miss Maiting. I know who it is, that's Bramble."

"Bramble?"

"It's that Chinese. Haven't you read the news from the UK a few days ago?"

"God, is the Chinese boy who wants to buy England?"

"Haha, that's him, that's him."

During the TV broadcasts around the world, some countries with developed media quickly learned about the identities of Jing Jian and the other two, but most of them were still confused and couldn't understand what "buy the English team" meant?

Of course, the close-up time cannot be particularly long, and many TV stations took advantage of this time to intervene advertisements, and there were not many broadcasts throughout the whole process. Not long after, Prince Fahd returned to the private room, and the warm-up players also returned to the locker room, and the whole audience was quietly waiting for the start of the game...

"Bramble, you just said that China will become an oil importer. According to your opinion, what scale will it reach in the future?" Sure enough, Prince Fahd is still concerned about oil prices.

"At most two or three years, or about twenty years later, it will reach the size of the United States."

"So much?" Prince Fahd was startled.

And Maiting next to him finally found an opportunity to speak: "Your Highness, Bramble has always had that kind of blind optimism about China's economy."

In the laughter, Jing Jian explained: "Not mentioning the distant future, China's current demand for fertilizers, plastics and energy is massive. If it weren't for artificial suppression of consumption, or if there was no such much foreign exchange, it would have long become an oil importer."

"So that's how it is!" Prince Fahd nodded skeptically. At this time, the world's impression of China was still very poor and backward countries, and he could not imagine the speed of future development.

...

The opening whistle was blown and the game officially began. Since both sides of the third place match had a relaxed mentality, it was easy to choose offensive football, especially the Italian team launched rounds of attacks amid the cheers of the home audience.

It should be said that this third-place match was the most exciting game after the World Cup had video data. England did not show any weakness, and also fought against each other, cheering one after another, and the scene instantly reached a boil.

Because he couldn't understand the game, Maiting seemed a little bored. Jing Jian and Prince Fahd both had a very relaxed attitude towards watching the game, and both had a very pure appreciation, so he kept applauding the wonderful performances of the players on both sides politely.

"It's so beautiful!" Prince Fahd sighed, "Bramble, who do you think will win?"

Jing Jian did not remember the impression of this game. In his previous life, he was still a truck dog. So his answer was a big deal: "Italy has a home advantage, but I hope that all the players I buy in the future can perform well."

"Okay, are you interested in betting?" Prince Fahd looked at Jing Jian with a smile, "You should choose England, right? Then I choose Italy."

"Haha. That's my honor." Little gambling is happy, Prince Fahd will definitely not mess around on such occasions. You might as well have a lottery to increase the fun of watching the game.

"That's it. If you win, give you 50 million MBtu of natural gas at today's spot price. If you lose, buy 500 million MBtu. Of course, 500 million MBtu can be purchased in installments, and the time is easy to negotiate at the spot price at the time of purchase." Prince Fahd seemed to be downplaying a very amazing number.

"Hmm?" Jing Jian was extremely puzzled. Is this still a bet? Isn't this an open gift for himself?

At this time, the price of natural gas in the international market is astonishingly cheap, and 1MBtu is basically around 0.2 US dollars. What is this concept? Just use the unit of measurement that we ordinary people are familiar with. If the intermediate loss, transportation cost, other costs and reasonable profits are not calculated, a household natural gas of only 0.05 RMB is only 5 cents? Of course, since the oil price is quite low at this time, the market share of natural gas is quite small. After all, natural gas has the disadvantages of inconvenient transportation and storage, and special chemical equipment and processes for natural gas require large funds to be transformed.

After showing your diligence for nothing, Jing Jian was a little inaccurate about Prince Fahd's intention: "Sorry, Your Highness, are you...?"

"Haha, did you hear that you invested in a petrochemical plant in China?" Prince Fahd explained with a smile.

In fact, Prince Fahd had his own intention in this bet. For Jing Jian, if he wins the bet, he can get the 50 million MBtu of natural gas, which is more than 10 million US dollars, and he can easily sell it in the international market, at least earn hundreds of thousands. If he loses, it may be a little troublesome to sell it, but as long as the petrochemical plant is put into production, the stupidest way can also be used as fuel for the self-produced power plant, which is much cheaper than the current coal price.

However, for Prince Fahd, there is too much natural gas associated with Kuwait oil fields, and I don’t know how many of them will be let go every day. If a new user like Jingjian can be developed, it will be almost unbuyed.

It is necessary to explain here that during this period, the number of LNG ships (liquefied natural gas transport ships) internationally was quite rare. Except for several European and American shipyards that could be manufactured, only Japanese shipyards in Asia have this technology. Therefore, the bottleneck in natural gas sales is actually this high-tech ship, and the manufacturing and transportation prices are quite expensive.
Chapter completed!