Since the Central Advisory Committee was abolished in 1992, Mr. Zhou has lived in a sanatorium outside the city for many years, saying that he would not bother the younger generation and would not usually meet his former subordinates and old subordinates.

Even a former member of the staff like Jiao Guoping only met last time when he greeted New Year, which made him very sorry. If the Central Advisory Committee could continue its term, I think Jiao Guoping could also take a smooth step forward.

Now, after finally having the opportunity to meet again, Jiao Guoping felt a little strange.

Su Cheng didn't have that delicate mind. He drank all the tea in the cup in one breath and said, "My words have been passed on. Will you go see you anymore. Dinner starts at half past five, don't be late if you want to go."

"It's so early at 5:30, it's so early?" Jiao Guoping looked up at the clock and thought to himself: I'm going back to prepare a gift now, I don't know if it's time to come.

Su Cheng said lazily: "Old Zhou is going to bed at noon every day. How can he not eat breakfast?"

Jiao Guoping's face turned red without notice. He was also a man who had followed Mr. Zhou. After leaving for a long time, he forgot Mr. Zhou's living habits.

After seeing Su Cheng off, Jiao Guoping borrowed his colleague's motorcycle and rushed home. He collected a affordable gift from the room before transferring to a sanatorium in the suburbs.

He was qualified to apply for a private car, but he was worried that he would be seen by others, so he told Mr. Zhou about it, leaving an impression of being extravagant and wasteful.

He rushed to the entrance of the sanatorium and Jiao Guoping trotted inside and happened to see Su Cheng and Shu Lan coming out of a big Mercedes-Benz.

Jiao Guoping is so angry!

When he was making a small car, he also brought his fiancée with him. Jiao Guoping suddenly felt an arrogance surrounding him.

But Sucheng is his own car, and you can't even use it for private use if you want to hang a public car that is not painful.

"Chief Jiao is here." Su Cheng smiled and waited for him in front of the steps.

"Here you come." Jiao Guoping also showed a false smile. His relationship with Su Cheng was not close, but because of Mr. Zhou, it was not called alienation. It was a bit strange interpersonal relationship, but it was a normal official relationship.

Su Cheng was still dressed in the afternoon, wearing the visitor's badge on his chest, took a deep breath, and smiled and said, "If I were to live in this sanatorium and be served like this... I would be fine if I could eat two less steak."

Shu Lan, who caught up from behind, smiled. She held Su Cheng's arm, and her knee-length dress looked extremely charming.

Jiao Guoping's face was similar to the color of the steps, and he said angrily: "Live here. Let's wait until you get the Green Book medical certificate."

"You can't just let high-ranking officials enjoy such a good scenery. When I get idle, I will build a sanatorium." Su Cheng said, a little serious. He said, "Don't say it. This idea is really good. After building a sanatorium, it can not only be used by the company's employees, but also open to the public. Well, if Director Jiao can't get the blueprint, it will be the same for me."

The medical certificates for deputy ministerial officials are modeled, and the medical certificates for ministerial officials are green. Although they are only one level apart, they are completely different in terms of medical treatment. The levels of nursing homes, the levels of vehicles, and even the ways of reimbursement of medical expenses are different. Deputy ministerial officials are reimbursed by the original unit, while ministerial officials are settled directly by the health department and the hospital. Even the payment process is saved...

Not getting the blueprint means that there is not even a deputy ministerial level, and it just hit Jiao Guoping's pain point. He gritted his teeth and said, "What does it mean to enjoy a high-ranking official? Is Mr. Zhou fighting for the country all his life and not even living in a sanatorium?"

"Not every senior official in the country is qualified to say that." Su Cheng laughed twice, ended the topic, and said, "Let's talk about it when you go in. I have to accumulate my energy now and don't have the energy to argue with you."

Jiao Guoping frowned: "The more you talk, the more outrageous it becomes. Why does it seem like you are here to attend the Hongmen Banquet?"

"You will know when you see someone." After Su Cheng said that, he hugged Shu Lan and moved forward with high spirits.

The sanatorium is built on a plain at the foot of a mountain, close to the mountains and water, with rockery at the front door, bamboo forests in the backyard, and small bridges and flowing water in front of the house and behind the house, which is like a blessed land of immortals.

After walking for about 10 minutes, I saw the building complex surrounded by streams. With traditional Chinese architectural style, modern large glass and hardened ground, and exquisite gardens, the entire sanatorium is no less than the headquarters of Dahua Industrial.

Mr. Zhou lives in a top courtyard, but it is much larger than the ordinary Beijing courtyard. Not only is the room larger and the lighting better, but the courtyard surrounding the middle is also much more spacious.

When Su Cheng and others arrived, there was a long table that could accommodate 20 people in the yard. The rest of the place was still extremely spacious.

Old Zhou was sitting at the long table with his eyes narrowed and drinking tea. He heard the sound of several people entering the door, and then opened his eyes and looked.

"Old Zhou is in good health." Su Cheng sat honestly and bluntly next to Old Zhou, and Shu Lan sat next to him.

When Jiao Guoping saw it, he didn't have to be polite and quickly sat on the other side.

A few minutes later, the door opened and a group of middle-aged and elderly men walked in.

Jiao Guoping looked carefully and found that some knew each other, while others did not, but Lin Yonggui and Yang Changting were quite familiar with the people involved in the oil pipeline. As for those who did not know each other, they probably were people in the oil system.

Seeing that the seats of 20 people were filled with all the seats, Jiao Guoping couldn't help but smile. Now, he understood why Su Cheng described it as a Hongmen Banquet.

It's really like a Hongmen Banquet.

"Sit all, I think the weather is good, let's have a meal in the yard. The air is good and comfortable." Mr. Zhou waved his hand, and a beautiful girl led a few people and brought a bunch of dishes.

As expected, three-quarters of the dishes are vegetarian.

Actually, no one is interested in food.

Everyone raised their heads and watched the beautiful girl scooped a bowl of porridge for Mr. Zhou. Immediately, the girl looked up and asked with a smile: "Who wants porridge?"

Everyone shook their heads.

The girl smiled, ignoring the middle-aged and elderly officials behind. She scooped up another bowl of porridge and handed it to Shu Lan and said, "Try it, the wild vegetables and mushrooms picked on the mountain are very delicious."

"Oh, thank you." Shu Lan was surprised, took the bowl naturally, picked up the spoon naturally, took a bite, then nodded suddenly, and said, "It's delicious."

"Yes. I've been waiting for several hours." The girl wore a long ponytail and also packed a bowl of porridge, so she simply moved a high stool and sat next to Shulan.

Among the people in the table, there were only two girls, she and Shu Lan, and they were about the same age, so it was not surprising that they sat together.

Mr. Zhou drank porridge silently. No one else took the initiative to scoop the porridge. He just looked ahead with a smile. Shu Lan and the newly met girl also spoke softly and drank porridge silently.

It seems that the person with the highest status present is Mr. Zhou and two girls.

Su Cheng watched Shu Lan talk casually with the girl, not caring about the senior officials around him, and felt quite envious and proud. Since he decided to continue in the oil industry, he could not have been as free as Shu Lan.

Shu Lan acted naturally. She grew up in a state-owned enterprise, and the largest official in the state-owned enterprise, the factory director, is not qualified to fire any worker. Not to mention officials like county, mayor, mayor, they have almost no jurisdiction over the factory. At this moment, although Mr. Zhou, general manager, deputy general manager or director on the long table, has a high status, Shu Lan has no emotional understanding in her eyes. Since everyone is sitting together, who can be much taller than whom?

After drinking the porridge, the courtyard became quieter.

Mr. Zhou looked up and said, "I heard that Shengli Oilfield and Dahua Industrial signed an oil pipeline allocation agreement?"

"Yes." Lin Yonggui immediately sat upright and said, "We signed an agreement, and Shengli Oilfield acquired 30% of the shares of China-Kazakhstan oil pipelines, Dahua Industrial and Kazakhstan's pipeline companies, sharing the remaining 70%.

Lin Yonggui did not mention construction funds and operating rights, and even more so on.

Mr. Zhou asked, "Does the Petroleum Corporation agree?"

"We agree to the agreement itself, but we still have some questions about the details." The general manager of the Petroleum Corporation said.

The pipeline has not been finalized, so there is naturally no detailed agreement. In fact, it is fine to install three boxes for projects like oil pipelines, such as the agreement text and copy, plus the description document.

Just the lawyer’s fees are a lot of money. International projects are even more inseparable from the participation of lawyers specializing in international law.

Su Cheng's eyebrows moved slightly, as if he hadn't heard the "question" the other party said.

Lin Yonggui quickly responded and said: "The first thing to be determined now should be the priority construction of the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline. The Leonid Act has been passed in the parliament of the Russian Federation. The Anda Line cannot be carried out according to the original plan. The China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline is currently the only mainland oil pipeline."

Yang Changting gritted his teeth and said, "Although the original plan cannot be used to make the Anda Line, Russia's basic conditions are much better than Kazakhstan. If we lower the share requirements a little, we still have the opportunity to negotiate. If we follow the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline model, the shares of state-owned enterprises only account for 30%, which is far from 50%..."

"You are changing the concept. Can China's shares hold 50% and foreign shares be the same as 70%? I think you want to sell the country." Lin Yonggui cursed very fiercely. At the critical moment, how could Yang Changting have the chance to turn over?

Mr. Zhou also shook his hand and said, "Today I will only talk about the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline."

After retreating, Mr. Zhou easily refused to express his opinions on specific issues. Therefore, he said that only talking about the Sino-Kazakhstan oil pipeline is equivalent to rejecting the Sino-Russian oil pipeline.

Yang Changting remained silent.

With Mr. Zhou’s words, except him, the oil company will probably turn to the arms of the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline.

Yang Changting should have expected this.

Lin Yonggui laughed twice and confirmed: "The China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline will definitely build a bridge for China's oil security."

Su Cheng also expressed his opinion, saying: "We will definitely complete the signing work as soon as possible, carry out the construction of oil pipelines as soon as possible, and strive to transport crude oil to the country within five years."

Then came the bold words of various departments of the Petroleum Corporation.

After a round of rounds, the idea of ​​building the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline will be considered unified.

Su Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. If Mr. Zhou had not come forward, it would not be easy to make everyone support the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline on the surface.

Chen Lizheng, deputy general manager of the Petroleum Corporation, and everyone said something. Then he glanced at the general manager and raised his hand and said, "We still have several questions about the agreement between China-Kazakhstan oil pipelines."

He paused. Before anyone could speak, Chen Lizheng seized the time and said, "I want to discuss in detail who builds the oil pipeline, who manages it, and the power of the affiliated facilities..."

The show is here.

Su Cheng sighed inwardly. Mr. Zhou came forward to invite him, and he expected this situation. Although Mr. Zhou could help unify his thoughts and determine the construction of the Sino-Kazakhstan oil pipeline, the bureaucrats of the Petroleum Corporation would not give up the great opportunity to swallow whales and encroach on this process.

The right to build oil pipelines is a very important and attractive power. Think about it, how many oil pipes should be used for oil pipelines that cost thousands of kilometers long, and how much earth should be excavated and filled. Whether it is used to get rich or to be favored, this power can make people get what they want.

Not to mention the power of operating rights and affiliated facilities, Sucheng wrote it above the agreement.

Chen Lizheng obviously came to bargain.

This is also thanks to Su Cheng and Lin Yonggui reaching an agreement and passing the review of the Petroleum Corporation. Otherwise, the companies may be the same now.

Su Cheng calmly said: "Don't Dahua Industrial and Shengli Oilfield discuss this? We have already had a corresponding agreement."

"Isn't it the same for Shengli Oilfield talks, the head office talks? The agreement you signed only stipulates the shares of the oil pipeline itself. What I want to say is that the construction of oil pipelines is a major project, and I think it should be completed by domestic enterprises. If possible, all parts and materials will also be purchased from China, which will be a great promotion for my country's oil machinery industry." Chen Lizheng said with great righteousness, but he did not say that almost all the domestic oil machinery industry belongs to state-owned enterprises.

Lin Yonggui glared at him unhappily and said, "The foundation of the domestic oil machinery industry is weak and he is not able to complete the entire design and production of an oil pipeline. Such regulations are meaningless."

"It is because of the weak foundation that we have to take advantage of this opportunity to develop it well." Chen Lizheng's little boy was not in pain and said to Su Cheng with a smile: "Dr. Su, tell me, do you agree that domestic enterprises will complete the production and construction of the China-Kazakhstan oil pipeline?"

This is a dilemma.

When Chen Lizheng cleverly linked patriotism, it would be much more difficult to say "no".

The girl sitting next to Shu Lan also looked at Su Cheng curiously, wanting to know how he answered.

Lin Yonggui frowned with a tense face and frowned uneasy. The long-distance oil pipeline is still a new thing for China. It is easy to imagine how difficult it is to borrow the power of domestic enterprises to build such an oil pipeline of thousands of kilometers.

Even from an economic perspective, Chinese companies that are just beginning to learn must pay tuition and research fees. If a portion of these costs is transferred to end users, namely Dahua Industrial, then the production of oil pipelines by Chinese companies may be more expensive than imported goods from abroad.

With the conduct of Chinese state-owned enterprises, the transfer cost is almost certain.
To be continued...