The Chinese on the drilling platform No. 503 soon received the news that the third oil well was produced. They couldn't help but cheer and slammed the high fives to celebrate, and mixed with oil-filled dry mud "puff" fell on the ground, making the yellow, black and white ground look like a group of elephants passing by the grassland.

The dry mud was poured out by mud that was scattered when drilling yesterday. Due to the excessive pressure from the hole, the entire drilling team was busy subduing the black dragon and did not even have time to rest. Until now, the drilling workers of both shifts were busy on the deck, and no one was able to take a shower seriously. Most of them just used the faucet to slam the sticky tiny mud blocks, and they only fell out little by little until the sun dried it.

Su Cheng also rushed into the workers' team, took the phone, learned the details, and then cheered with everyone.

The daily output of the first oil well is 70,000 barrels of crude oil, and the daily output of the second oil well is no less than 50,000 barrels of crude oil. Now there is a third self-blasting well.

For gentlemen who are familiar with the oil industry, as long as it blows a well, it means that 90 is a good thing. No matter which oil field it belongs to, it means that abundant oil will be pouring out continuously.

Half of the oil fields with a daily output of more than 100,000 barrels are sweet crude oil, and no long-term oil contract has been signed. So much crude oil has entered the spot market and it is impossible not to cause any impact. If the output is more, the impact will be even more obvious.

When oil is scarce, refineries cannot stop work, so they must buy crude oil suitable for their refineries at high prices, thereby prompting oil prices to rise. Similarly, in the case of excessive supply, oil fields cannot stop work, so they must lower the price to sell crude oil they produce.

The market needs time to bridge the price spread. In the post-oil crisis era, the means of bridging are usually increased demand. After all, there are too many places that require oil. Despite this, the fluctuations in oil prices are inevitable in the first period, especially when new oil fields are instable.

The heads of several other companies were in a mood to invest more. However, Su Cheng, who was busy with the celebration, seemed to have no time to pay attention to them. He hugged the uncle and jumped his feet, and patted the uncle on the shoulder. He was like a young man attending a concert, completely losing his previous stability.

"Mr. Su, let's discuss additional investment." Kangle owns most of the equity of the British Global Petroleum Company and has the ability to make a decision.

"What did you say?" Su Cheng put one hand on his ear, unable to hear his words.

Kang Le yelled again in his throat.

Su Cheng nodded: "Okay, are you just talking about it here?"

"Please come out." Kang Le squeezed into the crowd, his head full of sweat.

Su Cheng had a smile on his face and was about to move when Li Hu's roar suddenly came from the front: "Brothers, let's sing a song. Let's start, we workers have the strength... one, two, three..."

"We workers are powerful, hey! Our workers are powerful! We are busy with work every day, hey! We are busy with work every day, building high-rise buildings, building railways and coal mines, and transforming the world into something different..." Nearly a hundred drilling workers sang songs, which made the drilling platform no longer hold a little noise.

Or, it's all the noise of the broken voice.

When drilling workers work normally every day, they are always prone to falling into a state of silence and talkativeness. Working on a drilling platform like a basketball court for half a year, it is normal for a person's temperament to change.

Singing is the best way to relieve depression.

After many days of pressure, drillers on the 503 platform really need a channel to release.

No need to consider whether the oil layer can be found, no need to consider whether the drilling hole will collapse, no need to consider whether the drilling rig is stable, no need to consider whether the progress is completed...

Su Cheng waved his arms rhythmically, and was in high spirits.

After singing one song, another song, one song after another, making the atmosphere on the drilling platform look like the New Year.

Kang Le finally waited until the singing paused, grabbed Su Cheng's arm and shouted: "Dr. Su, please let us invest more."

"Okay, let's sing together." Su Cheng didn't know whether he understood or not, so he hit the clock twice, then hooked Kangle's shoulders and started yelling again.

Looking outside the drilling platform, it looks like a karaoke room standing on the sea, without sound insulation and sofas.

The advantage is that there is a huge space.

And in such a singing room, it is almost impossible to discuss things.

After about two hours, the crazy celebration gradually ended.

Su Cheng, Kangle and others were also surrounded by enthusiastic drilling workers.

Li Hu was panting, his face shining with light. He stood in front of the derrick and asked Dahua's accompanying reporter to take photos of him.

Soon, everyone crowded together and asked to take a family portrait.

Su Cheng was pulled forward. He half-squatted on the ground, covered in black oil mud, leaving an indistinguishable group photo.

Li Hu was very happy, rubbed his head with dirty hands, and smiled and said, "I want to go back to show my wife and children, the photo of me and the chairman of the group. We workers are powerful, haha!"

"In my opinion, workers are always the most important." Su Cheng hugged his shoulders and asked the accompanying reporter to take the second photo.

He was not talking nonsense. Judging from the experience of later generations, workers have always been the engine of China's economy. China's manufacturing and China's economy sat on workers in state-owned enterprises for the first 40 years, and then lies on hundreds of millions of migrant workers. The so-called demographic dividend and so-called urbanization all come from the release of labor.

With Li Hu's example, everyone lined up to take photos with Su Cheng.

Sucheng also refused everyone. He is not a national leader. If everyone wants such photos, he will provide such photos.

The workers seemed to be unaware of anything, but in the eyes of Sucheng, the workers on the five Azerbaijan drilling platforms currently operating are almost the most valuable workers in Dahua Industry.

If it weren't for the peak state of technology, physical strength and experience, Dahua would not have seen three oil wells so quickly.

No matter how good the idea is, it ultimately requires strength to implement it.

Ultimately, a company's foundation and strength depend on the accumulation of grassroots strength.

Gilles stared at Su Cheng posing there. Seeing that he really wanted to take pictures with everyone, he couldn't help but say, "He is really patient."

Kang Le couldn't help but ask, "What do you think he is?"

Jestan successfully invested successfully, laughed and said, "It's not like kicking Global out of the team now. What are you afraid of?"

Kang Le coughed twice and lowered his head and said, "I finally encountered a large oil field. I can't waste such an opportunity."

The few people next to him couldn't help but smile.

Before she was uncertain about Azijiu being a super oil field, Kangle preferred media and public relations publicity, that is, to gain benefits through hype.

However, as the prototype of the "magnificent oil field" mentioned by Sucheng is becoming increasingly mature, the returns that can be brought by insider exchanges are also slowly increasing.

If there might have been a 1-volatility in the past, but now it reaches 1.5, then profits will increase by 50. In fact, Kangle believes that there will be more increase.

So, when the third oil well appeared, Su Cheng was not in a hurry, and Kang Le and others were in a hurry.

Rubbing his face in the sea breeze, Kangle boosted his morale and came to Sucheng again.

"Dr. Su..."

As soon as he spoke, he heard the joy in his ears.

"What's the situation? Could it be that oil from the well is coming out again?" Kang Le was a little nervous.

"Vacation is a holiday." The supervisor on the ship could understand English and kindly explained to Kangle.

Kang Le quickly grabbed him and said, "Tell me something more, what holiday?"

"We're going to have a holiday." The supervisor couldn't wait to dance and sing.

“No oil production?”

"There will be a new oil production team to replace us." The supervisor said happily: "It has been half a year since we were out, and we can finally go back with peace of mind."

"Working for half a year? Do you have a holiday for half a year?"

The supervisor shook his head and smiled, "Everyone is reluctant to go back. Besides, there are only a few well teams that can do exploration and drilling. We are back, and the drilling platform is not about to stop."

"Don't there be hired workers?" Kang Le saw many British workers. The mid-1990s were the most comfortable era in Europe and the United States, and poor Chinese people were still indispensable to go out to make a living. Compared with the domestic recruitment requirements, foreign oil fields have much lower requirements for European and American workers, and they always have some care.

The supervisor chuckled twice and said disdainfully: "The workers hired don't want to do it after working for three hours a day. They shout every day that they don't have good food, their salary is not enough, and they don't worry. They do whatever they ask them to do. If they hire 5 workers, they have to be equipped with a nanny."

The supervisor said for a while, and suddenly realized that there was a foreigner in front of him. He quickly stopped and smiled: "I won't talk about it. In a few days, we will go back. My wife and children, as well as my parents and brothers, have not seen each other for some time... By the way, we will return to Baku in batches tomorrow. If you want to leave, it is best to join our ship, and the big ship will resist the wind and waves and bumps."

Kang Le nodded confusedly, and the amount of information given to him by the supervisor was too large, which made him a little difficult to understand. As one of the most serious countries in Europe, British workers are dedicated and harder than Spain and France. However, after listening to the descriptions of the Chinese, Kang Le became confused.

"American workers, are you willing to work day and night now?" Kangle held Jestan not far away. His Siger company provides technical services all year round and usually recruits people at work locations.

Jestan didn't understand why Kang Le asked this, but replied: "If it blows up, you will definitely have to work day and night."

"What about it?"

Jestan shook his head: "Whoever dares to work day and night will I get him, I can't afford the overtime salary."

"Then I can only hire a few more people."

"Where is there so much money to hire people? The labor remuneration is confirmed." Jestan looked like you didn't understand the national conditions and smiled: "The workload of American workers is about to be determined. If you want to work overtime, you have to find foreign workers. However, those guys are becoming more and more difficult to serve. What's wrong? What do you do when you ask?"

"I always feel that such a Chinese company will come to Beihai to collect oil one day and drive us away." Kang Le said and laughed: "Maybe I'm thinking about it."

Jestan laughed twice, then fell silent amid the celebrations of the sky.

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