Amerossi EC Inc. (PINKSHEETS: ARSS), which specializes in oil and gas and precious metals exploration and
drilling, announced today that it has entered into discussions with potential partners in Greenland with
respect to drilling and exploration programs.
Amerossi (PINKSHEETS: ARSS) is engaged in natural resource development in the oil, gas, and precious metals
areas including the exploration and drilling for itself and other companies. Our goal is to become a major
player in the development of worldwide natural resources to benefit our shareholders and the communities where we operate.
Where else will you grab a stock like this at only $2.05 ? Watch for news tomorrow and get in first thing Tuesday.
Those investors who have stayed solid with ARSS are excited, and new investors will be on this first thing Tuesday,
after an announcement like this. Be one of them, get in Tuesday morning!
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