After everything was decided, Ye Chen decided to meet Obama and tell him his thoughts.

Ye Chen was the first to find Obama, but Obama's old housekeeper. The old housekeeper told Ye Chen that the President was meeting with the Pope of the Holy See at this time, and asked Ye Chen to wait for a moment. Ye Chen frowned immediately. Obama met with Lily, and there must be a problem with this. I believe that the President should also meet Lily for the sake of the Middle East, right? Lily is the ruler of the entire European religion. To some extent, her rights are higher than the rights of the highest leaders of some countries.

"Okay, then I'll wait here!" Ye Chen nodded, and then waited at the door of Obama's study.

"I'll have someone make you a cup of coffee!" The old butler smiled indifferently.

"Don't be so polite!" Ye Chen laughed and said, "I won't bother the butler!"

"Haha, it's okay!" The old housekeeper immediately turned around and left. Ye Chen looked around, then walked towards the door of the study, put his ear on the door, and began to eavesdrop on the conversation inside. If Lily hadn't reminded herself to listen to the corner of the wall last night, I'm afraid she wouldn't remember it.

However, Ye Chen didn't hear anything. Obama and Lily seemed to have finished talking, and were talking about some other issues at this time, such as economic support. It is obvious that Obama wanted to gain the friendship of the Holy See through economic aid. However, the Holy See has always had differences with the United States in terms of political stance. Therefore, Lily seems to be unwilling to accept American aid.

"Sorry, Your Excellency President, we all have the ability to survive on our own, so we still need your assistance for the time being!" Lily smiled.

"Is that true?" Obama laughed and said, "I have never heard of anyone who refuses other people's financial aid. Isn't there an old saying in China that is called "not slapping people with smiley faces?"

"That's right, I didn't hit you. I just refused your kindness!" Lily smiled indifferently.

"Well, since you insist on refusing, I have nothing to say!" Obama smiled and said, "I hope you have a happy trip to the United States!"

"Thank you!" Lily shrugged.

Soon, Lily walked out from inside, and Ye Chen stood outside waiting. Lily showed a hint of surprise when she saw Ye Chen. She smiled and said, "Ye Chen, why are you here?"

"If I were waiting for you here, would you believe it?" Ye Chen showed a playful smile on his face.

"Of course I don't believe it!" Lily said immediately.

"That's all, I'm going to meet the President!" Ye Chen smiled, and then Ye Chen walked into the study. Lily hurriedly called Ye Chen, and then whispered: "I advise you not to get too close to this guy!"

"Haha, I have always been seeking profit and avoiding harm. Whoever can give me benefits will naturally get close. If anyone wants to harm me, I will definitely stay away!" Ye Chen gently pinched Lily's face, then walked into the study. Lily glared at Ye Chen and said, "Bastard, I'm kind to persuade him!"

After entering the study, Obama seemed not very surprised by Ye Chen's arrival, but asked with a smile: "Ye Chen, how are you thinking?"

"No problem!" Ye Chen smiled and said, "I have already thought about it. It is not a difficult problem to help you convince countries in the Middle East, but what do you plan to divide the interests?"

"Haha, as long as you can restore oil from the Middle East to normal exports to our country, then I am willing to give you half of the difference in the middle and not give it to you. How about it?" Obama smiled and said, "Of course, if you can still keep the price lower, then the profit you make will be higher!"

"Isn't the profit you make the same?" Ye Chen smiled and said, "It's like I'm working for you, you're the one who's a bad boss who counts money by piece. My mother doesn't have a basic salary yet."

"Haha, this is how this world is!" Obama laughed.

"No!" Ye Chen shook his head immediately.

"Then what do you want to divide it?" Obama was stunned.

"Once I successfully convince the Middle East countries to resume their oil exports to you, then I will extract 10% of your oil as profit!" Ye Chen smiled and said, "How?"

"No, you're simply crazy!" Obama almost jumped up from the seat. Ye Chen's proposal naturally compressed the profit to the lowest point. If it was lowered a little, he would probably suffer a loss. Obama looked at Ye Chen and said, "If you follow your plan, I would rather start an oil war!"

"Haha, if you fight a war, you may get tens of billions of dollars. You might as well give me 10% of the oil." Ye Chen smiled and said, "And even if you fight, you may not be able to win. There are risks in wars. Also, once you start a war, what will your citizens think of you? Don't you want to be re-election?"

Ye Chen's words almost silenced Obama. Ye Chen was right. If he started a war, he might not be able to win if the Middle East countries were united. Moreover, even if he won, he might not be able to occupy oil resources. Iraq is the best example. Clinton launched a war against Iraq. Although he won, how many soldiers were killed and injured in Iraq? On the surface, this was a victorious war, but it was simply a failed war.

At that time, it was just Iraq, but now, I have to face a united country in the Middle East.

"Five percent!" Obama raised five fingers.

"No, too little!" Ye Chen shook his head immediately and said, "Your Excellency President, you shouldn't be so stingy, right?"

"Six percent?" Obama replied again: "Anyway, ten percent is impossible."

"Forget it, let's take a step back, 8%!" Ye Chen seemed to think 10% was a bit too much. He was just talking and wanted to divide 10% of the oil resources from Obama. So, Ye Chen decided to take a step back.

"Okay, then that's settled!" Obama nodded.

Immediately, the two sides signed a confidentiality agreement, and Ye Chen must assist the United States in allowing Middle Eastern countries to restore oil exports to the United States. In revenge, every 100 barrels of oil imported from the United States from the Middle Eastern countries, the United States will unconditionally distribute eight barrels of oil to Ye Chen. Ye Chen is like a parasite adsorbing on the United States.

"Cheers to our cooperation!" Ye Chen raised his glass.

"Cheers!" Obama nodded.

Then, Ye Chen left the study room, and the old butler stood aside. Until Ye Chen left, he spoke and said, "Your Excellency, you shouldn't really give Ye Chen food from your mouth, right? I think this is really an unwise move!"

"Hmph, I'm not so stupid!" Obama snorted coldly and said, "Once Ye Chen helps restore the oil route, I will send someone to communicate with the Middle East in person. At that time, I can import oil from the Middle East without Ye Chen. At that time, I will not fulfill the promise of those eight barrels of oil!"

"Okay, what a trick to destroy the bridge across the river!" The old butler smiled indifferently.

Ye Chen returned to the room with an excited look on his face. He didn't expect that he could easily obtain a sustainable development path for Sunset City. The United States imports countless barrels of oil from the Middle East every year, and it is this oil that supports the huge economic power of the United States. So, from now on, he can take away a lot of oil from the Americans for free.

Even if the United States imports one million barrels of oil from countries in the Middle East a year, it can obtain 80,000 barrels of oil free of charge from them. If the 80,000 barrels of oil are sold directly, it is naturally worthless. However, if the 80,000 barrels of oil are processed and produced gasoline, diesel, asphalt, etc. and other products, then the value will be several times higher.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but be excited. These things are all good things. If Sunset City wants to become a real city in the future, then the oil industry link will be missing.

"What's so happy about?" Li Ruo looked at Ye Chen later.

"Hehe, can't you be happy if you're fine?" Ye Chen held Li Ruo in his arms and said excitedly: "I fired a shot last night, so I will naturally be happy in body and mind. Otherwise, what do you think?"

"Go, you guy, always be rude!" Li Ruo replied angrily, and then said, "I'm serious about you, who is smiling with you!"

"Haha..." Ye Chen was still smiling, Li Ruo simply left him and said, "Let's go, I'm ready to go for dinner!"

Ye Chen followed Li Ruo to the banquet hall. This time, there were fewer people in the banquet hall. Five or six people were sitting sparsely on the dining table. Ye Chen was not very familiar with these people, and the one who was most familiar with was Lily. Cassie had left. The eldest brother of the Bamboo League gang took people away from the White House. It was probably that those guys also had the benefits of the United States, so they hurriedly left the White House.

Obama came late, and the old butler came with him. At the instructions of the old butler, the women brought all the exquisite food, which were nothing more than Western meals, steak, foie gras sauce...

"Everyone, let's have a meal!" Obama showed a charming smile. There was no unnecessary words. Everyone picked up their knives and forks and started eating. During this period, many people asked for goodbye. Of course, Obama would not stay, but reminded everyone to be careful on the way.

After lunch, Ye Chen and Li Ruo also left. Baihe left the White House with Hongxiang's support. Especially when he saw Ye Chen's eyes, he almost wanted to eat Ye Chen. Ye Chen could only escape quickly, for fear of being caught and beaten up by Lily.
Chapter completed!