"Why does Count Boer have time to come to my place? If you want to come, you should wait until my birthday party." Elizabeth said with a smile.
"I do have something to ask Her Majesty the Queen for help with," Bol said as he bowed.
"If you have anything to do, just ask Earl Boer directly." Elizabeth said with a smile on her face.
"I have a friend who is from China. I don't want him to have any trouble in the UK in the future, so I would like to ask Her Royal Highness the Queen to grant him a title." Earl Ball said.
"Chinese?" Elizabeth looked at Boer in surprise.
"Yes, it's the island owner of Longteng Island, the leader of the Chinese Wolf Warrior Gang that shocked the world some time ago." Bol nodded.
"It's him. That's no problem. I wonder what kind of title Earl Bol wants me to give him?" Elizabeth asked.
"The Queen can decide what kind of title she wants, just to make it more convenient for him to live in the UK." Boll did not put forward any request for a title.
"That's no problem. Another thing is that your title is about to be promoted. Everyone knows how much you have done for the British royal family over the years." Elizabeth said.
"Your Majesty the Queen, you know I don't care." Bol said, stroking his raised beard.
"You don't care, but others do. We haven't been promoted to a peerage in the UK for many years because you are still an earl and others have no face to be promoted." Elizabeth said with a smile.
"So that's it. Her Majesty the Queen can just follow the arrangements. It's just a title anyway." Boer said with a smile. In fact, he really doesn't mind the title. The Queen is polite to him, so does the title matter?
"Well, I will announce it on the day of my birthday party, and I will also make arrangements for the Chinese title." Elizabeth nodded to Boll.
Boll chatted with Elizabeth for a few words and then left.
"Grandma, what title are you planning to give to Master Qin? If it's lower, it won't be good, and if it's higher, the other nobles will be dissatisfied." Kylena looked at Elizabeth and said.
"No one will talk nonsense about any title recommended by your Uncle Boer." Elizabeth smiled at her granddaughter.
"Grandma, why is there no problem with Uncle Bol's recommendation?" Catherine asked with some confusion. She knew that Bol had great influence in the royal family, but it was not a trivial matter for him to get a title when he opened his mouth.
"Earl Pol called me aunt, but actually he is not my nephew. We royals saved him once. Later he did many things for our royal family. With him, our royal family's status in the UK is unshakable.
Not many people know about this, so just keep it in mind." Elizabeth warned Catherine.
Qin Ruo had a good sleep here. After washing, he walked around the manor and saw Bol who was feeding the horses.
"Count Boer." Qin Ruo waved in greeting.
"Just call me Boer. Master Qin, what do you think of this horse?" Boer said, stroking an unusually tall maroon horse.
"Then I'll call you Bol. You can just call me Qin Ruo. I don't feel comfortable calling you Master Qin. I don't know much about horses, but I can tell it's a famous horse at a glance." Qin Ruo said.
"This is the Dawan blood horse I asked someone to get. It's a treasure. I feed it myself every day. Are you used to staying here?" Bol asked as he put down the horse feed.
"Very good, I won't say any polite words. You will get the same treatment when you come to China." Qin Ruo said with a smile.
"There are many beauties in China. When the time comes, you have to introduce a few to me. Don't think wrongly. I just want to make friends with beauties, so that I can have face." Boer said, stroking his beard out of habit.
"Pure friend, you can come to me. If there are other circumstances, you have to find a solution by yourself, haha!" Qin Ruo said with a smile.
"I admire Eastern women. If in other respects, I still think Western women are interesting enough. Do you want to give it a try? I will never let the people around you know." Boll said playfully.
"Forget it, I'm not interested in this." Qin Ruo smiled and shook his head.
The two chatted for a while, and then Qin Ruo returned to his residence.
While eating breakfast, Qin Ruo found that Gu Yun and Wan Dou were constantly on the phone, talking about the oil company. Wan Dou was in charge of internal construction, and Gu Yun was in contact.
"Qin Ruo, it's very troublesome. The review to open an oil company requires special approval from the state. The authority in charge of this is Song Liyuan of the Song family. This guy didn't answer my call. I asked someone to ask, but he refused directly.
This is a state-controlled project." Gu Yun said to Qin Ruo.
"You're shameless, I'll take care of this." Qin Ruo took out her phone and called Mr. Yang Fenglie directly, asking for Mr. Luo's phone number.
Yang Fenglie didn't ask anything, and told Qin Ruo that he would notify Mr. Luo and call him if Mr. Luo was not busy.
Qin Ruo said a few polite words and hung up the phone, "I haven't given you my phone number yet."
"Qin Ruo, you Mr. Luo is very busy. He has specific arrangements every time. You suddenly called me. This is not a problem. Grandpa can only make arrangements." Concubine Shangguan Qing could see that Qin Ruo was unhappy.
"I didn't think carefully enough." Qin Ruo thought for a moment and understood. It was really inconvenient for Mr. Luo to call him.
Just when a few people finished breakfast and were about to go out for a walk, Qin Ruo's phone rang.
After picking up the phone, I found out that it was Mr. Luo who was calling.
"Qin Ruo, are you in any trouble?" Mr. Luo asked, his words full of concern.
"It's not my trouble, it should be China's trouble! That's it. I plan to build an oil transportation line in the Middle East to China. The price will be lower than the current market price. This is a good thing that benefits the country and the people, right? But
I want to apply for national approval, but am being pushed back. Do I need to go to an island country or other countries to apply to open an oil company?" Qin Ruohua said with dissatisfaction.
"Oil transportation line? This is a good thing. It should be given the green light to benefit the country and the people. Some people should be stubborn. Where are you? How about we meet and talk!" After hearing Qin Ruo's words, Mr. Luo was shocked.
, oil is a resource in short supply.
China also has several oil fields, but they are not enough for domestic consumption. They also need reserves, so they have to import oil every year, and the share of imports is not very large.
"I'm in the UK and have already made contact with them. We are now preparing to establish an oil company. If the oil company is not established, how can I talk to them about importing oil?" Qin Ruo said.
"Well, don't turn off your phone. I'll arrange for someone to take care of it." Mr. Luo said and hung up the phone.
"Chief, what's the problem?" Mr. Luo's secretary could see that Mr. Luo was excited but unhappy at the same time.
"Who is in charge of Huaxia Petroleum Company now?" Mr. Luo asked.
"This is General Manager Song Liyuan, a national and ministerial cadre." The secretary answered.
"Song Liyuan? The Song family, what do they want to do?" Old Luo tapped his fingers on the table