Love Began with the First Meeting novel Chapter 793

Eric put a cup of crystal but fragrant tea in front of the old man. He put a light and with a composed smile on his face, said, "Mr. Lu, knowing that you're coming, I had this tea delivered here from Dragon Island by air."

Mr. Lu, the old man, picked up the teacup and inhaled the gentle fragrant scent of the drink, then a bright smile lit up his face. He said, "Usually, the Qing Feng Tea from the Dragon Island is only for the leaders around the world... It's my honor to have a cup of Qing Feng Tea here." He drew the cup nearer to his lips and took a sip of the tea. The delicate taste and scent of the tea spread in his mouth and he felt lighthearted. "This is some nice tea!" he said appreciatively.

"I'm glad you enjoyed it..." replied Eric. He crossed his legs and rested one arm on the couch. His other hand remained on his legs and he sat there casually. A light smile was plastered on his charming face, which made it difficult to figure out what he thought now.

Mr. Lu put down the teacup and sighed. It seemed that he was reluctant to put it down.

"I've asked the head waiter to prepare some more for you. I hope you will enjoy it." said Eric. It wasn't strange for Eric to make all those polite remarks. It made him seem rather mellow.

In turn, Mr. Lu just smiled. He didn't accept nor reject his overtures. He decided to change topics and said, "I heard the oil tycoons from all over the world are coming to the bidding meeting..."

Eric nodded his head at his words and replied, "Apart from the oil needed for the Sun Island, the rest pf the output will be bid in three phases every year."

"Oil..." Mr. Lu paused in his sentence. He slowly leaned back on the sofa, then continued, "Oil is a good thing."

Across him, Eric seemed to agree. "At present, the global resources are tight. We have never expected to explore such a huge oil reserve in the waters of the Sun Island," Eric said casually. "Initially, 20 to 30 areas will be divided for exploration. The number will increase later. It is conservatively estimated that the annual output of crude oil will take up 8% of the global market..." he added.

Although excited by the facts, Mr. Lu stayed calm and collected.

Eric pretended to be naive and told everything he knew on purpose, then added, "Such a big share. We can expect a fierce competition in the bidding..." After those words, he refilled Mr. Lu's teacup and cast a meaningful look at him as he did so, then said, "5%, 3% and 2%... I'm afraid there will be a fierce competition between Mobil and Shell."

When he heard the last words of Eric's sentence, Mr. Lu's face was clouded with doubt. He thought to himself, 'When Richie was in charge of the Dragon Empire Group, the two corporations were already predators around him. Now, they become the most threatening competitors in the coming bidding.'

At this point, Eric got up slowly from his seat and said, "Mr. Lu... Even if I want to help you today, I'm afraid there is nothing I can do."

Mr. Lu's eyes were unreadable. "I came here with a mission..." he said. His eyes cast a sharp glance at Eric. He previously thought that dealing with the younger man was easy, but it turned out that he was wrong. No one in the Long Family was a pushover. He then said, "I brought the CEO of Petroleum and Chemical Corporation with me. If we don't get a piece of the pie..."

He paused in his words. However, Eric only smiled and said, "The State Parliament borders on the Dragon Island. For the economic development of the Dragon Island, the Dragon Empire Group located its headquarter in your place, rather than on Dragon Island itself..." He picked up his own teacup and caught a whiff of the tea's scent. As expected, his intentional pause upset Mr. Lu a little bit. Eric took a sip of the tea and continued slowly, "It's a trust."

"Of course..." Mr. Lu said. The smile on his face seemed unnatural. He came to this negotiation in order to gain some advantages from Eric. However, Eric's display of weakness and secret guidance had totally blinded him. Now, the control of their negotiations slipped away from his hands.