The other party forcefully required them to change the depth of the buried pipeline from two meters to four meters based on the original pipeline design drawings. At the same time, they were required to set up environmental monitoring stations every ten kilometers. In addition, they had to pay a considerable amount of environmental protection restoration fees every year.
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Such conditions are obviously unbearable by Maxim. In Vladimir's view, their behavior is full of banditry, even worse than banditry. After all, once the bandit makes a decision, as long as it satisfies their
They will not change their minds when making demands, but the other party breaks their promises and goes back on their word.
The meeting was so noisy that it had to be postponed.
Maxim breathed a sigh of relief. In his opinion, he had at least bought himself four days to find a countermeasure.
After the meeting, Maxim received a phone call, and everyone retreated to the sidelines with great interest.
Vladimir stood at the huge floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the city of London. If it were in the past, he would definitely stop and admire the beautiful scenery of this city, just like appreciating a beautiful woman; but now he is in no mood, and his mind
He couldn't help but think of his father's words just now. To be honest, they really hurt him.
Maybe Rigilenko is right, a person's life lasts only a few decades, and the rich second generation like them are born with a golden key in their mouths. Instead of doing this, it is better to live a free and happy life.
Thinking that that guy Rigilenko should still be in London, Vladimir dialed his phone.
The two briefly chatted for a few words and arranged to meet in the evening. Rigilenko laughed wildly and wanted to open Vladimir's eyes and gain insights.
Originally, Vladimir wanted Rigilenko to find more girls, but since there were many people in the group behind him, he could only hope that Rigilenko could understand his mood.
In a place like London, where he couldn't use guns to release the pressure in his heart, Vladimir could only change his way of venting to alcohol and women.
Just after finishing the call with Rigilenko, Boris came over with a smile on his face and threw him a cigar.
Vladimir did not refuse, he lit it and took a deep breath.
"Vladimir, I noticed you." Boris smiled slightly.
Vladimir knew what Boris meant, he didn't say anything, just smiled.
"We may be old, and the future is your young people's world." Boris took a puff of his cigar and said slowly, "Your father was a little too arbitrary just now. I actually really want you to speak. But you also know that I
He’s just a high-end wage earner from your family.”
Vladimir nodded: "I know, I guess my father still thinks I'm too naive."
"Sometimes, it actually has nothing to do with age. When your father was your age, he flew with a pilot for ten hours and gave arms to a murderous warlord in the Philippines. At that time, I
Even his younger brother found it very unbelievable. But if it were him now, I guess if he was still like that, he would definitely not dare to go. Therefore, the spirit of daring and daring in young people is what we old men have.
Lack of."
When Vladimir saw that Boris admired him a little, he no longer kept his cold face, but showed a smile.
Even though he knew his smile was forced.
"I'm still far behind my father."
"It's far from that. You just lack this opportunity. By the way, in fact, there is nothing wrong with what your father just said. You are not from the company, so you have no right to speak. If you believe me, I can transfer your
Please convey your opinions to your father."
At first, Vladimir had a good impression of Boris, but when he heard Boris say that he could convey his views, he suddenly became wary.
Although he has no say in the company, he does not have the right to say in front of Maxim. Instead of Boris conveying it, it is better to say it himself. Moreover, even if Boris told his father with a serious face,
Vladimir himself may not believe it based on his father's character.
But he didn’t want to offend Boris, so he simply said: “Actually, I think it’s best to sell.”
When Boris heard that Vladimir's idea was to sell the oil field, he suddenly became happy. He thought he had some great ideas, but it turned out to be just the idea of a playboy.
If this oil field could be sold, would Maxim still delay it until now?
but?
Boris felt that these words came from Vladimir's mouth anyway, and maybe he could make some articles about it.
"Actually..." Boris looked like he was thinking seriously.
Vladimir smiled slightly; "Maybe I didn't think carefully enough. Fortunately, my father didn't give me a chance, otherwise it would be absolutely embarrassing. Haha..."
…
After Maxim finished answering the phone in the conference room, he walked out and saw that Vladimir had disappeared.
"Andre." He quickly called Andre over.
"Boss, what are your instructions?" Andre said.
"Where's Vladimir?"
"He left with Vasily and Victor, saying it was a gathering of friends."
"This guy." Maxim suddenly became a little unhappy.
When he was about to get angry, his secretary Peter brought the phone over again.
"Boss, your son Nikolai's phone number."
Since Maxim divorced his first wife very early, he did not have much contact with Nicholas. Over time, he even forgot that he had such a son.
"Father, I heard that you came to London?"
"Yes, how did you know?"
"I just found out from a friend of mine. He is the manager of the hotel where you are staying."
"Nicholas, where are you?" Maxim vaguely felt that Nikolai was in London.
"I'm in London. Father, if it's convenient, can I invite you to have a meal in the evening? I haven't seen you for a long time..."
On the phone, Maxim felt that Nikolai's voice sounded a little choked, and he didn't know why. He suddenly felt that he was quite ashamed of his ex-wife and their children.
"Okay, let's stay in this hotel. We haven't seen each other for almost five years," Maxim recalled.
…
A frustrated Vladimir drove straight to Rigilenko's London residence with his bodyguards.
After arriving at the residence, Vasily and Victor did not follow them in, but waited quietly for the young master outside.
Under the leadership of Butler Rigilenko, Vladimir walked into this villa as magnificent as a palace.
Right now, alcohol and women are the best ways for him to relax.