I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 360: Melbourne Sunny

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After more than an hour of bargaining and negotiation of trade details, the contract was finally negotiated.

Iron ore: US $ 52.20 / ton, importing 100,000 tons per month, totaling US $ 5.22 million. (Tax included)

Bauxite: USD 80 / ton, imported 200,000 tons per month, totaling USD 16 million.

The total value of the transaction is US $ 21.22 million, and it will be shipped from Darwin Port to Anga Island Port on the 1st of each month for a period of five years.

Although Angka Island does not have a deep-water port for the time being, Jiang Chen has already invested in it and is expected to complete two berths by the 1st of next month. The population base of Anga Island is relatively high, and it is far away from the remaining eight islands. It is very suitable for transformation into an industrial island dominated by manufacturing, so a deep-water port with moderate throughput is still necessary.

Once in the afternoon, he signed a large order for the company with a monthly revenue of over ten million dollars, and Oliver was naturally happy and energetic. After talking about the contract, Jiang Chen did not immediately leave, but talked to him about the mining industry.

For Jiang Chen ’s questions, Oliver also knows all. He also told Jiang Chen about the 16-year low iron ore trading volume and low rare earth prices. In fact, these messages can be obtained only by checking the Internet a little, so there is no secret.

"Could you ask me anyway? As far as I know, your company's main business is in the Internet field, why do you need to buy iron ore in large quantities?" Oliver asked.

"Is your company still sophisticated about the buyer's mineral use?" Jiang Chen quipped.

“It ’s just a matter of personal curiosity. Of course, if it ’s inconvenient, forget it, this question does not affect our cooperation.” Oliver saw Jiang Chen did not intend to answer, so he smiled and apologized for his outburst. .

"I'm really sorry, this question is a trade secret. I can't answer you ... In order to express my apology, please allow me to invite you to dinner." Jiang Chen said.

"Haha, I am very happy, I know there is a very good restaurant in Melbourne, how to make my car ..." Oliver readily accepted Jiang Chen ’s invitation.

It happened to be the end of work, and the two left the company, at a Brazilian barbecue restaurant near Melbourne.

From the facade, this barbecue restaurant is no different from the snacks on Hua Guo Street. The semi-open storefront, which is obviously not a Brazilian owner, roasts charred yellow meat on the charcoal stove and hooks it with the greasy aroma. It leads tourists passing by.

Sitting at the bar-like table in the bar, it did n’t take long for the plate to reach the two.

Two bottles of cold beer, four plates of grilled meat, and Jiang Chen who had eaten was hooked.

"Is the prospect of the mining industry bad now?"

"Not bad, but I'm afraid it will get worse." When talking about work, Oliver sighed.

"Because of the economic situation?" Jiang Chen asked casually.

"Generally speaking, it is the economy, and the fundamental reason is demand." Oliver took a sip of beer and sighed freely, as if vomiting the trouble in his chest.

"Can you speak more carefully?" Jiang Chen asked with a smile while holding the kebab.

He is still interested in mining.

"For example, if you build a 5,000-square-meter building, you need about 30 tons of steel. But once the house is built, the potential demand for steel is less than 30 tons. Not only the house, from cars to screws, etc. Everything is made. Then the steel plant cuts production, the mining farm cuts production, and the economy is so finished. "Then, Oliver smiled happily.

Although Jiang Chen ca n’t figure out what is interesting about this.

"Is it okay to tell me these things?"

"No problem. It's time to go off work." Oliver waved his hand and said with conceit. "And, even if the company wants to lay off staff, it's not my turn."

"That is to say, the overall trend of iron ore prices is downward?"

"Yes, it can still reach 2.1 US dollars per ton in 2008. Now, 0.95 US dollars is good."

"According to your statement, is the mining industry not saved?" Jiang Chen laughed.

"Not necessarily, unless there is a technological breakthrough." Oliver shook the glass of beer.

"Technological breakthrough?" Jiang Chen frowned slightly.

"Yes, unless there is a huge technological change, such as everyone throwing away the cars they use now. Just like everyone throwing away the manual spinning machine in 1765, and the steam engine in 1885. ...... It's far away. Hey, I really envy you. "

"There are many people who envy me."

"I'm not talking about money, but your industry. Don't you think that the IT industry is the most prone to technological breakthroughs?" Oliver wiped a bunch of barbecues and said with a smile.

"It is also the industry most prone to bankruptcy." Jiang Chen teased.

Oliver froze for a moment, then laughed. Infected by this laughter, Jiang Chen couldn't help laughing.

Looking like two people with nerves, pedestrians passing by on the street looked sideways.

......

When Jiang Chen returned to the hotel drunk, it was already ten o'clock in the evening. The foreigner was unexpectedly talkative, and his speech was also very funny. Jiang Chen and his friends from Australia have been blowing to the grilled fish in his hometown of Lake City. In short, when it came to speculation, the two unknowingly chatted late into the night while eating barbecue and drinking beer.

Jiang Chen and Oliver exchanged a business card when they left, and then left.

Seeing Jiang Chen, who was drunk with alcohol, appearing at the door, Aisha hurried forward to help him to the toilet, wiped off his clothes, and wiped off his sweat with a hot towel.

"How did you drink so much?" Aisha whispered in Jiang Chen's ear.

"I met a funny person." Jiang Chen burped, hehe smiled, and then leaned on Aisha's small breast to be placed.

Aisha ’s fair skin was stained with Hongxia, and as soon as she prepared to lift Jiang Chen up, a "snoring" snore sounded in the bathroom ...

......

The feeling of a hangover was uncomfortable, but at Jiang Chen ’s metabolic rate, it was uncomfortable to wake up the next day and then recovered after a short while.

Due to the unexpected success of contract signing, the day after the original reservation was busy, I was idle.

Since he was busy with everything, according to the agreement with Aisha before coming, Jiang Chen took her to wander around in Melbourne.

Take a picture in front of a landmark building, and buy it in a big mall ...

I have to say that shopping with women is really tiring, but when I saw Aisha's happy face, Jiang Chen really felt the fatigue of his body was healed.

In one word, it's worth it.

The last stop of the itinerary is St. Patrick ’s Cathedral. Although it ’s a bit weird to take a pagan to look at this religious building, the admiration revealed from Aisha ’s magnificent cross relief Color, Jiang Chen is also quite emotional.

Not all beliefs are paranoid.

Not all paranoia are unforgivable.

In a highly secular world, even downright atheists can hold the hand of a believer and look forward to the glory of art in the heathen church.

The Crusaders and XXX became holy places seven hundred years ago and the blood flowed into the river. Seventy years ago, the United States and the Soviet Union lowered the iron curtain for ideology.

However, looking back now, nothing seems unforgivable or unreasonable.

Just like the magical craftsmanship of Suzhou gardens and the colorful patterns on the flower windows of Notre Dame Cathedral, the world should have far more shapes and colors than people think.

If one day, the footprint of mankind has expanded to the frontier of the solar system, and then that day we will look back at today ’s “geographic conflicts” and “ideological conflicts”.

I just do n’t know why civilization is bothered by then ...

...... Is it the direction of evolution? Or something else.

Jiang Chen felt emotionally, Aisha gently pulled his cuff.

Recovering from the emotion, Jiang Chen and Yan Yue looked at her inquisitively and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

"I want to go in and see ... is it okay?"

"Of course."

Forgetting all emotions behind her head, Jiang Chen gently took Aisha's little hand.

The two of them walked together towards the interior of St. Patrick ’s Cathedral. (To be continued.)