America's Big Hero

Morocco was already independent when this little guy was born, and the country was in the honeymoon period with France or Europeans. He didn't have this kind of hatred. Instead, he had a tendency to "Hafa".

Therefore, when faced with the opening of the domestic market and the signing of the Association Agreement, this little guy supports it.

Of course, even without him, Hassan II would still have to do it, nothing more than opening up less and slower, but Muhammad VI was young, more radical, consciously far-sighted, more open-minded, and people-to-people More trust, a better world...

Moreover, there are also many conservatives in Morocco, and Moulay Sidi is one of them. The major nobles in the country also do not like to let go, let those wolf cubs from the West enter Morocco, they have no confidence to compete, that is It is moving the foundation of their existence.

Eat well, live well, earn well, and have high status, so why take great risks for change?

In any era, in any regime, the current vested interests are obstacles to 'reform'.

"Okay, Sean, I think you didn't come here to see the scenery, so tell me, what are you going to do?" Mulai Xidi looked at Sean seriously with a sullen face.

"Do you want to be the king of Morocco?" Sean said suddenly.

Moore Sheedy: "..."

After staring at Sean for 5 minutes, Murray Sheedy frowned and said, "If it was a few days ago, then it's no problem."

"No, no, it's not too late, it depends on whether you are decisive enough." Xiao En said with a smile: "Many things are not as troublesome as you think, the plane crashed, and all the people on the plane were unfortunately killed. It's a pity , but aircraft safety issues have always existed, haven’t they.”

"You're crazy!" Mulai Xidi was startled, looked around vigilantly, as if he was a thief, and shouted in a low voice: "It's not that easy."

"As long as the investigators are all yours, you can say whatever you want before the outcome of the matter!"

"That's impossible, my brother was assassinated just now, and now his son has problems again, then I will never be able to ascend the throne!" Mulai Xidi roared in a low voice.

Sean: Uh...

Li Shimin had to be more experienced in this matter.

"It doesn't matter, put him under house arrest and ascend the throne directly." Xiao En waved his hand indifferently.

"That's called a military coup, and it won't be recognized by anyone at all!" Moulay Xidi looked at Xiao En with distrust in his eyes, what the hell, are you called Kaopu!

He regretted coming.

"The United States recognizes you, is that enough?" Sean squinted at him.

Mulai Xidi frowned, lowered his head in thought, shook his head after a while, "Not enough."

"Huh?" Sean sat up and looked over with interest, "Tell me the reason. There is no problem that cannot be solved. Wherever there is difficulty, we will solve it."

"The biggest problem is the economy..."

……

Muhammad VI visited Europe secretly for a week. Of course, this secret visit is relative to ordinary people.

Most of the time, the so-called negotiation results are already determined before they come to the negotiating table, and the difference is only in the details.

Mohammed VI not only met the French President and the Spanish Prime Minister, but also secretly visited Switzerland and Italy. Due to time reasons, he also had phone calls with leaders of several other countries.

After giving up part of the interests, he has obtained the support of European countries, and his road to the throne will be smooth.

While Mohammed VI was visiting various places, Moulay Sidi was not idle after returning to Morocco, and also secretly visited several major nobles in the country.

The cake in Morocco is just that big. The capitalists who came from Europe are not philanthropists. They come for one purpose, and that is to make money!

So where did the money come from?

Inside a manor, Mulai Xidi sat opposite several old men.

"It's hard for us to stop." An old man pondered for a while and shook his head after knowing the purpose of Murray Xidi's visit, and said, "You may not know much about exports. At present, the largest comprehensive business in our family business is agriculture, sugar , olives, olive oil, fruits and vegetables, etc.”

"The price of fresh fruits and vegetables in Morocco is much lower than that of Spain and France, and it takes less than 24 hours from picking to entering the dock, arriving at the dock of the other party, getting on the truck, and distributing them to the hands of the French people." Another old man said: "We have 40 percent of the population working in agriculture."

"20% of canned sardines in Europe come from Morocco."

"But at the same time, we have to import a large amount of wheat from France every year to meet domestic demand. Once we completely fall out with France, they only need to stop exporting wheat, then we are finished. Louis Dreyfus has this ability."

"Our phosphate chemical industry and auto parts manufacturing industry are all exported to Europe. The economy is deeply tied, which is not what it was 10 years ago."

"Why did we fall out? This is just our internal business. We will not take any action externally. What we want is to maintain the status quo." Moulay Sidi said with a smile: "As for the food issue, Louis Dreyfus is not the only one in the world. , we can get the food we want from America."

"Oh." The old man shook his head with a smile, "Moulay Sidi, don't try to lie to me, there is no free lunch in this world, they choose to support you, they will not ask for nothing, there are only so many things in Morocco , since they support you, they must snatch benefits from the Europeans, right?"

"Sorry, I didn't hide what you meant. How they compete with the French is their business. All we need to do is watch the show." Moulay Xidi said with a smile: "Americans don't Hope the Europeans continue to expand."

"And we are Arabs!"

"We need guarantees!" Several old people thought for a while and said.

Moulay Xidi looked a little embarrassed, "It's not that I don't want you to meet, but that timid guy doesn't want to enter Morocco at this time."

"Timid?!" Several old men had strange expressions on their faces.

"Yes, at least that's what I think, he has to have several warships guarding him every time he swims!"

"puff!!"

Several families did not scatter eagles when they saw rabbits, and finally agreed to meet the timid owner of the world's largest private military company in secret.

……

This meeting was not on a yacht, but on the flagship of the umbrella company.

It was the first time for a few old guys to discuss business with people on a real modern warship. It was quite novel, so Sean asked someone to show them around.

This is definitely not deterrence by force!

How can enthusiastic Sean have evil intentions?

After over an hour...

"Let me introduce, ADM Belloc Tony, one of the largest grain merchants in the United States, whose main business is sugar, oil, and grain." Sean pointed to Childe Oscar and introduced: "Whether it is grain imports or exports Problems, in fact, are not problems."

"Ha, I really hope that Louis Dreyfus will give up this part of the market." Sean sneered, "However, unfortunately, no one can defeat the French, and their surrender is too silky!"

A few old men held back their smiles, well, they don't like the French either.

"Let me introduce again, this is Childe Oscar of Mosaic Corporation." Sean continued to introduce: "Mosaic Corporation is the largest supplier of phosphate ore and the third largest fertilizer producer in the United States."

"These two, can you give you confidence?" After Xiao En introduced the person, he put his legs on the coffee table, held his head up, and looked proud.

This is what Westerners do.

A few old men chatted with the two of them, and it was decided instantly. The two biggest difficulties were food supply and the development of the phosphate industry. Of course, they couldn’t express it on their faces. mechanical……"

"Okay!" Sean waved his hand impatiently and interrupted: "I'm not your nanny, I won't care so much!"

Regardless of the ugly faces of the old men, Xiao En said to himself: "There must be losses, nothing is 100%, if there are any, please call me!"

"How old you are, don't play such small thoughts with me."

"Either, you choose the Europeans, open up the market, and then get eaten away bit by bit. The market is in their hands, and you have no chance!"

"Either, cooperate with me, suffer the loss for a while and keep the status quo, I don't believe the French and the Spaniards have that many options."

As he said that, Sean sneered, "The French are really so backboned, so they won't surrender so quickly. When they obviously can't succeed, they will only work hard to maintain it."

"With us Americans around, they don't dare to use force, so they don't have much to do."

"All right, in a word, no, just like this, I will eat Caesar, and the French will eat Morocco."

The old men glanced at each other. Before, they just wanted to see Xiao En's youth and wanted more benefits or protection. Now, damn it, this young man doesn't know how to respect the old and love the young.

"What are the conditions?"

"A naval base, an air base, permanent, this is what the higher-ups want." Sean raised the price several times when he came up. In fact, Reagan only wanted a naval base.

"Don't look at me with that look." Sean snorted coldly, "Building a base is only good for you, not bad."

"You can't create the Great Moroccan Empire, the Europeans won't let it go, and the Americans won't agree, it's obvious."

"The U.S. military builds a base here, so the problem in Algeria will no longer be a big problem, and you can save a lot on military expenses."

"The U.S. military also spends a lot of money here every year. It can make a lot of money just by guaranteeing supplies. Huh, a base in the Philippines accounts for 15% of their total GDP."

"It's making money, it's not shabby, Americans are not interested in your market, to put it bluntly, your annual GDP is about the same as the turnover of the company under my name."

Sean made a blunt sarcasm, and the old men felt relieved.

It's better if you don't like it, but don't like it!

The Europeans have been thinking about Morocco because they have taken a fancy to it, and they are so annoying!

Several old men took Moulay Xidi to discuss quietly for a while, and generally speaking, they can agree that there are only two bases, and there is no threat to Morocco... Well, after all, I am weak enough.

It's just that you don't look good, but in Arab countries, don't laugh at anyone!

Now Moulay Sheedy is not as high-spirited as before.

Seeing that they agreed, a smile appeared on Xiao En's face, and his legs were put down from the coffee table, and his tone became more polite, "Come on, come on, we're done talking about the annoying things above, let's talk about myself."

Moore Sheedy: "..."

Good guy, people including ADM and Mosaic think Sean is a bit too much!

It doesn't matter if you change your face, but don't be so obvious!

Can't you play it?

Too naked.

"I want Morocco, all, present and future, all mining rights of phosphate mines!!" Sean came up and opened his mouth to the lion!

"It's impossible!" Murray Sheedy jumped up straight away, blushing and thick necked, as if he was going to eat people.

The phosphate mining industry is not only the mainstay of Morocco, but mining is also the economic pillar of the royal family. Most of the income goes into the pockets of the royal family. The Moroccan royal family is the eighth richest royal family in the world.

What Spanish royal family, what Norway, Sweden, England... Bah, disgusting!

Ashamed to associate with it!

Sean just looked at the roaring Murray Sheedy so quietly, and waited for him to finish speaking, and then said slowly: "At present, the business I negotiated in person has not been impossible!"

Moulay Sheedy's momentum suddenly weakened. The words were too loud, and he opened his mouth but didn't know how to reply.

"Although you are the royal family, in fact, the profits you can occupy in the entire mining industry are not large." Sean looked at the few people present.

The royal family does not exist alone. The patriarchs of several families at the scene are all royal in-laws and have royal blood.

"I'm a businessman. Only when I get a reasonable income will I have the motivation to promote some things, such as the above. If I don't get a reasonable income, then I would rather destroy him. I say this, enough to be honest Is it?" Sean's voice was emotionless, but the heads of several people who heard it were buzzing.

"The premise is reasonable, isn't it!" Moulay Sheedy said through gritted teeth.

"Of course, the premise is reasonable!" Sean smiled. "As far as I know, in the current mining process, the royal family only controls 38% of the shares, which basically guarantees a veto right, and more shares are held in France. hands, Spaniards, Englishmen."

"And America!!" Moulay Sheedy snorted.

Sean looked at the people at Legg Mason, and Childe Oscar said in a low voice: "In the hands of an investment bank on Wall Street, Theodore Investment Bank, there is not much about 8%."

Picking up the phone, Sean called old man David directly in front of everyone, "Fifth Grandpa, I want to buy the shares of Moroccan Phosphate Company (OCP) held by Theodore Investment Bank on Wall Street."

The old man David was taken aback for a moment, and he was very stubborn, but he replied directly: "How much premium do you accept?"

"20%!"

"Okay, I'll help you out."

"Okay, thank you Fifth Grandpa, hang up." Sean hung up immediately after finishing speaking.

Old man David:? ? ?

What the hell, little brat!

"It's all right now!" Sean looked up and looked around. "Immediately, this part of the shares will be mine. Not only that, but I also want the shares held by the French, Spaniards and British."

Sean smiled and looked at Murray Sheedy.

"They won't sell it to you, even if you pay 20% more!" Moulay Xidi shook his head and said.

"Of course, of course they won't sell it to me. The problem is that I don't want to give them money either!" Xiao En spread his hands with a smile.

"Then what do you mean?"

"The French, the Spaniards, including the British, secretly reached an agreement with Mohammed VI, a traitorous agreement!" Sean said to himself: "And using this as a bargaining chip, they tried to intervene in the succession of the Moroccan king. Interfering in Morocco's internal affairs and destabilizing Morocco is absolutely unacceptable."

"In view of this behavior, King Moulay Shidi will exercise his rights to confiscate part of the property of businessmen from the three countries in Morocco, that is, the shares of the Moroccan Phosphate Company, and donate it to a more benevolent West African mining company."

"Well, what do you think, His Majesty the King of Morocco."

"This... is a bit too much." Moulay Xidi swallowed. He likes the title of King of Morocco, and he doesn't think there is any problem with this kind of thing. Several countries are indeed digging the foundation of the royal family, and revenge is a matter of course. .

But the problem is, what the hell can't do it, he dare not.

"They're going to kill you, what the hell are you doing too much!" Sean rolled his eyes, you are so timid, "No, it shouldn't be just these confiscated, it should be all French capital , British capital!!"