"Would you like to take a photo together here and keep it as a souvenir?" Zhu Wencong asked suddenly while standing at the door.
"Can we?" Gu Yuanhao asked excitedly—after all, this place was a palace!
Zhu Wencong nodded; in the future, Gu Yuanhao would settle in Tsarist Russia and dominate Jiuding's oil market there.
The environment in America is far superior to that of Tsarist Russia, and as a Chinese, Gu naturally hoped to live in America.
To make him feel a sense of belonging to Tsarist Russia, it was necessary to give him a sense of honor and make him like it here.
Zhu Wencong returned to his study with Fu Mengqiu, not fearing that his subordinates were of poor ability, but fearing their confidence could turn into arrogance.
If Gu Yuanhao could surpass Rockefeller, then Zhu would have already gone straight back to America and taken over all the oil market shares there.