Volume 4: The World of Great Conflict Chapter 0546 Olive Harvest Time Arrives
Listening to Yu Zhiwen's words, Nan Yi nodded to a girl who had just walked into the auditorium, "That's your senior sister. Do you think she looks pretty?"
When Yu Zhiwen heard Nan Yi's words, he looked over, took a look and turned back and said, "She's so pretty. How did you know this is my senior sister? Didn't you say you weren't from this school?"
"You don't usually watch movies, do you?"
"How do you know? My family is not well off and we don't have the money to go to the cinema often."
When Yu Zhiwen said this, there was no sign of inferiority on his face.
"No wonder, Lin Fangping has acted in several movies and is a bit famous. Is it good?"
Yu Zhiwen stared at Lin Fangping and said in a daze, "It looks good."
"Oh, there is no rule in the university that forbids dating. If you like someone, just go after them."
"Can it be done?"
"Sure, of course. You're so handsome, any girl will like you." Nan Yi said playfully, "By the way, this guy is your fellow villager."
"Is she also from Shanghai?" Yu Zhiwen asked happily.
"No, I'm from Su Province, so I'm your fellow countryman."
"Does that count?"
"Whether it counts or not depends on what you say. I like her very much too. If you weren't from the same hometown as her, I would go up to her to try to establish a relationship with her." Nan Yixu raised his butt and said jokingly.
"No, I'll get to know this fellow villager."
Yu Zhiwen probably really fell in love with Lin Fangping. After hearing Nan Yi's joke, he couldn't hold it anymore. He threw his cigarette butt on the ground, stood up, encouraged himself, and walked towards Lin Fangping.
Nan Yi watched Yu Zhiwen and Lin Fangping being affectionate for a while, then shifted his attention to Sophie Marceau.
After about ten minutes, a group of school leaders and teachers walked into the auditorium and sat directly in the first row. The graduation report performance officially began.
As soon as the curtain opened and the actors came on stage, Nan Yi felt unwell.
This strong flavor of Western stage plays makes people feel out of place when watching it. The actors said that the dialogues also have the flavor of Western dramas, and the soul of drama can't be found at all.
The performances of Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai were also not very satisfying. Only Sophie Marceau's Ma Wen was somewhat interesting. This was not unrelated to the fact that the play was originally based on Western ideas. Sophie Marceau did not blend in abruptly at all, but instead had a natural feel.
After the play, several leaders and teachers gave comments. They were polite and also said a few polite words like wishing him all the best in his future work.
This attitude made Nan Yi suddenly realize that, except for Sophie Marceau, who got in through the backdoor, the rest of the students in this class were middle-level employees of various film studios. Their titles all had the word "long" after them. In the future, they would have a say in the assignment of Beijing Film Academy students after graduation.
After the process was completed, Sophie Marceau, who had changed her clothes, came jumping over to find Nan Yi.
After playing outside with Sophie Marceau for a whole day and having dinner early, Nan Yi returned to the old villa a little after dinner time.
As soon as he got out of the car outside the courtyard gate, Nan Yi took out the water cup and handed it to the school beauty, "I played football for two hours this afternoon, come on."
The school beauty took the cup of water, looked at Nan Yi, thought for a while, and then took the cup and poured it on Nan Yi, a little here and a little there. When the school beauty finished pouring the water, Nan Yi scooped up a handful of loose soil from the ground and threw it on himself, a little here and a little there.
When it looked like that, Nan Yi stood there and did the high-leg exercise. He stopped only when sweat broke out on his forehead and body, and stood there waiting for the sweat to dry.
"What did you do today? Why are you so dirty?"
As soon as Nan Yi walked into the living room, Liu Zhen, who was sitting at the dining table eating, asked.
"I went to Xidan to play football this afternoon. I ran into a group of unruly people. They dared to do anything, including pulling and kicking. I was knocked down and fell. You eat first, I'll go upstairs and wash up."
"Go quickly, you stink of sweat." Liu Zhen sniffed and said with disgust.
"Don't talk nonsense, this is manly."
Nan Yi joked, put on his slippers, and walked up to the second floor.
After spending a day with Sophie Marceau, he must have smelled of perfume. If he didn't cover it up with sweat, Liu Zhen would definitely smell it. As for why he didn't take a shower before coming back, unless Liu Zhen was careless, Nan Yi would have to explain why he took a shower outside.
In the middle of summer, it is very easy to tell whether you have taken a shower or not. If you take a shower outside for no reason, it would be strange if there is nothing fishy.
Pregnant women are too sensitive. Liu Zhen has lost most of her former smartness. Nan Yi doesn't want to stimulate her too much. If the situation today wasn't special, he wouldn't have gone to find Sophie Marceau.
Nan Yi was not sure whether he had concealed it from Liu Zhen just now, but no matter what, he had made an effort to "hide" it. At least his attitude was worthy of recognition. Isn't it true that women value men's attitude?
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On August 22, Nan Yi temporarily put aside all affairs in the capital and flew to Xiangkeng.
Masami Ueto bought 600,000 tons of September olive oil contracts at the Jaén Exchange in Spain at US$732.5 per ton. Now the price of olive oil futures has fallen to US$719.2 per ton, resulting in a paper loss of US$8 million.
This year, Spain, the number one producer and exporter of olive oil, has a bumper harvest of olives, which is expected to provide about 1.92 million tons of olive oil. Combined with the bumper harvest of olives in other places such as Tunisia, global olive oil production can reach 3.12 million tons.
Carthage olive oil processing factory, Gafsa Governorate, Tunisia.
Dewen stood in front of the shutters on the second floor of the factory office building, looking at the workers who were slacking off in the factory. She curled her lips and thought to herself, "It will be soon. We can leave this damn place soon."
At that time, Dewin came to Tunisia and contracted all the olive production in Tunisia in 1984 at an estimated price of 300,000 tons of olive oil, paying a small amount of currency and most of the food.
However, this year Tunisia suffered from insufficient rainfall and the olive harvest was poor, with only 240,000 tons of olive oil produced.
It was 60,000 tons less than the estimated value, which reduced Nanyi's expected profits. However, the poor harvest also brought some benefits, allowing the plan to proceed more smoothly.
When the Carthage Olive Oil Mill was first put into operation, Dewin promised to distribute food every day and pay employees cash salaries after the olive oil was sold.
At the beginning, Tunisia was short of food and many people across the country were suffering from famine. Carthage distributed food and could fill their stomachs, so of course the Tunisians came here happily to seek refuge.
That crowd of people almost caused trouble.
There are too many people. Carthage does not need so many people. Those who can stay are lucky ones.
But after these lucky guys worked in Carthage for a month, they were no longer hungry, their bodies recovered, and the desires buried deep in their hearts also emerged.
First they complained about the bad food. After Devin slightly improved the food conditions, less than half a month later some people started complaining that they had no money and could not go out to have fun. Hmmm.
Dewen did not meet their request, but only told them that everything should be done according to the contract signed at the beginning.
The demands put forward were not met, which created the basis for conflict.
In this world, opportunities are given not only to those with backgrounds, but also to those who can seize opportunities.
Since there are contradictions, smart people will think of using contradictions to achieve their own goals. A worker named Zhu Ma is one of these smart people.
Earlier this year, a smuggling organization called "Bengal Tigers" suddenly emerged in Tunisia. They wanted to smuggle food from abroad to Tunisia, and then exchange the food for valuables with Tunisians.
Gold, silver, jewelry, copper, iron, aluminum, and zinc, as long as they are of decent value, can be exchanged for food.
For some unknown reason, this organization actually set its sights on the Carthage olive oil processing plant, intending to steal olive oil from the plant.
So the Bengal Tigers got in touch with Juma, the restless and clever man.
In Xiangkeng, Nan Yi was calculating with a calculator.
"40,000 tons, 750 dollars a ton is 30 million dollars, it's too much, it would be a waste to burn it. Campus Beauty, call and ask if 20,000 tons can be done, every penny saved is a penny earned."
"good ."
The school beauty responded, picked up the phone and made a call.
Nan Yi put the calculator aside and started to calculate in his mind, "In Carthage, 200,000 tons of olive oil have been transferred away, and the oil tanks have been replaced with a mixture of soybean oil and gasoline. Hehe, it will be a big deal if this explodes.
If 240,000 tons are burned, the price should rise by tens or hundreds of dollars. With the money earned from futures trading and secretly selling olive oil at a high price, it should be no problem to make tens of millions of dollars.
Hehe, it doesn't matter even if this scheme is exposed in the end. Carthage is not a listed company, and it has never thought of seeking compensation from the insurance company. I am happy to say that all my olive oil was burned. Are you biting me?
The olive oil market is good and will continue to rise in the future. You can plant some olives in the Mediterranean area, and after three or four years, when the olives have a good harvest, you can short sell the olive oil all at once. It would be strange if the futures price does not go down.
I still can't find my fault. I grow olives, and it's my own decision when to sell them. Why do I have to listen to others' advice?
In a few years, they will say that growing olive trees is not cost-effective, so they will cut down the trees and plant fast-growing forests… They will stop cutting down halfway and continue to grow olive trees. After a few rounds of changes, olive oil futures will be delisted.
Tsk tsk, this man's operation is much smarter than Oyster's running away and bringing his girlfriend back. "
Nan Yi was still fantasizing when the school beauty finished her call.
"Nansheng, no, we need at least 30,000 tons, otherwise the traces left by the burning will be too obvious."
Nan Yi said with a smile: "Alright, thirty thousand is thirty thousand. You can't catch a wolf without sacrificing a lamb. Tell Dawen to be careful with my African compatriots and don't burn innocent people."
Before he could finish his words, there was a knock on Nan Yi's door.
"Come in."
"Master, the weather is hot, I made you a bowl of Guiling Gao."
Mrs. Chen walked to the Nan Yi class table holding a tray, picked up the bowl and placed it on the table.
"Mrs. Chen, thank you for your help."
"No trouble, no trouble, Master, take your time to eat. I'll go downstairs to prepare dinner first."
Mrs. Chen is very grateful to Nan Yi. Although Nan Yi does not often go back to Repulse Bay, he provides the maids with good salaries and daily benefits. Mrs. Chen's salary is usually increased twice a year, following the price increase in Hong Kong. She can now get HK$3,600 a month, which is above average in Hong Kong.
The salary of servants in wealthy families in Hong Kong is not high. The current market price is about 1,200 to 1,800 Hong Kong dollars. But despite this, everyone still rushes to do the job, because the host family is responsible for the servants' food, clothing and other expenses, and almost all of the salary can be saved.
This is very valuable. Although there are many people who earn four or five thousand a month, they may not be able to save ten thousand Hong Kong dollars in a year. The consumption in Hong Kong is ridiculously high, and it is really not easy to save money.
If you want to save money, you have to earn money from your mouth, and that life will be several levels worse than being a servant.
Especially here in Repulse Bay, the servants in the house eat almost the same food as Fang Mengyin. Except for the particularly precious ingredients, the servants eat whatever Fang Mengyin eats. There is no so-called servants' meal.
Mrs. Chen earns 3,600 yuan a month, which is more comfortable than the 6,000 or 7,000 yuan a month that people outside earn.
Nan Yi held the tortoise jelly and ate it spoonful by spoonful, while walking to the balcony on the second floor and gazing at the beautiful girls on the Repulse Bay beach.
It’s too far to see clearly, so just watch the fun.
After finishing the tortoise jelly, Nan Yi took the bowl back to the study and found the videotape of "A Better Tomorrow" filmed by Long Gang in 1967, and went downstairs to the living room to watch it.
Just when I was halfway through, Fang Mengyin came back.
"Why are you watching such an old movie?" Fang Mengyin sat next to Nan Yi and said after watching for a few seconds.
"The story is good, and it should be a hit if it's remade."
"You still have the energy to care about making movies?"
"Just talking, grandma came back so early today."
"Knowing you are here, of course you have to come back early and tell me about your family." Fang Mengyin said.
"Nothing, everything is fine, nothing bad happened, the old man became the chief engineer, the salary was raised by one level, Ruochan may start elementary school earlier, she is six years old now, it should be ok if I ask someone."
"Where's her mother? Don't you pay attention to her?"
"Why should I pay attention to her? I am a brother-in-law who cares about my sister-in-law. Grandma, please don't let me make a mistake."
"Don't be so disrespectful to me. Find a way to get him back."
"Oh my god, her heart has already gone wild. What's the point of bringing her back? Just wait for her to ask someone to come back and get a divorce. My brother is not bad in terms of conditions. It won't be difficult for him to find another virgin girl. You don't have to worry."
Fang Mengyin just doesn't get along with Yi Jinru. Even though her own son and grandson no longer please her, she still cares about them.
"If there is a stepmother, there will be a stepfather. What will Ruochan do in the future?"
