The security guards were fairly welcoming toward Feng Jun, because the notice they had received said that Boss Feng was a capable businessman.
For the company, this oil storage base could no longer be kept—it was not permitted to operate, and even if they kept it, there would be no point.
But they could still choose the price and the buyer.
The official offer was too low, so of course they were willing to bring in competitors and drive up the price.
As for whether Boss Feng would have the right to operate it after buying it, or whose front man he might be, that was not within the seller's scope of consideration.
So the private company even sent out two technicians to explain the various facilities inside the site to Feng Jun.
The reason Feng Jun had come to inspect it personally was also this. Originally, he had planned to come over quietly at night and take a quick look, but then he reconsidered. This was hundreds of thousands of tons of crude oil. If he overlooked some safety hazard, it could lead to a catastrophic mistake.
If this had been abroad, he could not have cared less about such things. But this was China. If anything happened, it would be his fellow countrymen who suffered.
Besides, he had worked so hard to transport oil across planes. He had brought it here for people to use, not for it to blow up!
He strolled along with the technicians, chatting idly with them while swiping at his phone. The two technicians knew he was a major boss, so they did not dare say anything.
—Just look at the three women beside this handsome young man. He had probably only come here to go through the motions.
The oil storage base