At the end of 1981, the Iran-Iran-Iran War ushered in a stalemate stage in an Iranian defeated counterattack.

Iraq achieved the goal set before the war, took Abadan, and firmly occupied the city.[]

A reliable news began to spread. After Iraq occupied Abadan, the Abadan refinery reopened! It was continuously processing crude oil into refined oil for sale. However, this news was not officially confirmed. All journalists from all over the country who tried to approach the Abadan refinery were blocked by Iraqi troops, and the smoked chimneys began to be repaired, as if Iraq was deliberately hiding something.

In fact, Zhang Feng was ordering people to transform the chimney to reduce the exhaust particles discharged to avoid contributing to heavy fog.

Zhang Feng has always been very busy in Basra's military headquarters.

The last battle caused the losses of fighter jets in the Basra Air Force Base. Zhang Feng had reported to Baghdad several times and wanted to apply for a few more Phantom F1s, but there was no reply. Is it a common problem in the bureaucracy? Zhang Feng was puzzled.

So, after dealing with the matter here, Zhang Feng has to go back to Baghdad. Besides, it is time to go back and report to the President’s father, especially this battle, which requires reporting.

"Report, the person you want is invited." The guard came in and said.

"Okay, let him in." Zhang Feng said.

The first person who came in was the Qianli figure, the Princess Sarah who was always active in the military region. Then, he walked in and Prince Alvaleid, the protagonist invited by Zhang Feng.

"Sarah, why are you here?" Zhang Feng was a little puzzled.

"What? Can't I come? Didn't you send someone to invite my brother Wang? We are together, so I followed him." Sarah said, "Don't you welcome me?"

"No," Zhang Feng said: "I thought you went back with the special plane."

The special plane provided by Kuwait has flew back to Kuwait, but Sarah couldn't stand it and was always in Basra. How could Zhang Feng not know that in his heart, he had been thinking about how many times how to persuade the Saudi princess to go back.

Although Iran has not yet had air strikes on Basra, because this is a gathering place for Shiite Muslims, Khomeini wants to win over them. But who knows whether the angry Khomeini will change his mind?

When he heard that he wanted to go back, Sarah was immediately unhappy: "His Excellency Kusai, I have helped you so much. Is this how you repay your best friend to you?"

Seeing Sarah's angry look, Zhang Feng knew that this was just a girl's spoiled behavior, which gave Zhang Feng an illusion, as if her identity was her girlfriend.

At this time, Prince Wallid said, "Sarah, stop making trouble. Lord Kusai comes to us. Of course, there is something important to talk about."

Hearing the words we were told, Sarah was happy, "Yes, Lord Kusai, are you asking us for something?"

What can I do if I come to you? Zhang Feng thought to himself, and after thinking about it, he had to say, "The year is coming soon. The two are members of the Saudi royal family, and it is a bit inappropriate to keep it in Basra. I think it will take less than three days for your uncle Khaled to come to me to ask for someone."

"His Excellency Kusai, are you driving us away?" Sarah asked.

"Of course not. I mean, the Chinese New Year is coming, and your relatives definitely hope that you can be with them!" Zhang Feng said.

"I'm not. I lived alone in France last year. It's so boring to go back to Saudi Arabia. I won't go." Sarah said.

"Don't you go home during the Chinese New Year?" Zhang Feng asked.

As soon as he finished asking, Zhang Feng suddenly remembered that his consciousness was confused. In his memory, it was natural to go home during the Chinese New Year, because in China, this was a tradition of thousands of years, but there were not so many considerations here.

"I have spent the past few years in the United States and rarely returned to Saudi Arabia. In the past few years, I have been studying for a master's degree in business administration at Syracuse University in the United States."

Zhang Feng knew that there were hundreds of princes in the Saudi royal family, but Walid was not able to enter the royal family and embarked on the political path. On the contrary, he liked the economy very much.

The Master of Business Administration in this era is real money.

Zhang Feng asked: "Prince Wallid, do you still want to start a business?"

Wallid lowered his head. Last time, he borrowed usury and was chased on the streets of Paris because of his rush to start a business. If it weren't for His Excellency Kusai, he would have lost all the face of the Saudi royal family.

However, since studying economics, Wallid has fallen in love with investment. He really hopes that he can become a successful financier. Since he has no political affinity and can make him stand out in the economy, it is a pity in his life.

He raised his head firmly, looked at Zhang Feng, and said, "Of course I am willing. I really want to be an investor, but I don't have the funds."

"Then do you have a project?" Zhang Feng asked.

"Yes!" Wallid said firmly.

"Tell me," Zhang Feng said.

Unexpectedly, when Wallid said something, Zhang Feng was surprised to the extreme.

"Since the outbreak of the Iran-Iraq War, the oil prices have increased worldwide due to the reduction in crude oil production in the two countries, and Saudi Arabia's economy has developed greatly. The country has begun to invest in large amounts of funds in infrastructure construction. I believe that now investing in the construction industry will definitely make a profit." Wallid said.

Although Wallid was wandering around in Basra, no different from other Saudi royal members, Wallid had long been thinking about various ways to make money. If it weren't for the failure last time, he might have become famous now.

The word "house slave" suddenly appeared in Zhang Feng's mind. In later generations, housing prices were ridiculously high, and among them, the evil developers were also one of the culprits.

Unexpectedly, in front of him, his recent ideal is to be a developer who makes money by making money. However, the construction industry is really promising now.

In later generations, Walid's first pot of gold was the construction industry. After the Iran-Iraq War began, international oil prices rose sharply, and Saudi Arabia's land prices rose 80 times, Walid was considered a big profit.

The construction industry is good, not bad. Zhang Feng thought of the rich Saudis. Although Saudi Arabia has provided several aid to Iraq, these are all things that need to be favored. If you come out and get what you owe, you always have to pay back what you owe. It is better to make money yourself.

Anyway, I am short of funds now, so I will make some money in Saudi Arabia first, and then develop into the United States and Europe after I have capital. At that time, my focus was definitely on high-tech industries, especially in electronic computers. You should know that the future world will definitely rely on developed electronic technology.

"Then why don't you take action now?" Zhang Feng asked.

"I don't have that much money..." said Wallid.

Zhang Feng slapped his forehead: "Oh, I forgot about this. It just so happens that I have a sum of funds here. How about we invest together?" Zhang Feng smiled brightly on his face, exactly the same as the profiteer in later generations.

Wallid was not so alert at this moment, and only felt grateful to Zhang Feng: "Then, how do we distribute the profits?"

"I invest money, you put your brains on it. When we set up a company, you don't need to invest money and automatically occupy 20% of the company's shares. How about it? You have no risk like this. Even if you lose money, I will not chase you with a machete." Zhang Feng said and smiled.

"Okay, no problem." Walled had a good impression of Zhang Feng, especially when he rescued himself in Paris. Moreover, when he came to Basra, he saw Zhang Feng's outstanding ability to command battles. A tall image had been erected. How could he have thought that Zhang Feng actually tied him to his chariot and used his investment genius to make a lot of dollars.

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