Pakistan State Oil (Urdu: پاکستان اسٹیٹ آئل; reporting name: PSO), is a multi-million and global competitive state-owned megacorporation and the leading oil market presiding entity in Pakistan. Headquartered in Karachi, Sindh Province of Pakistan, it has several state divisions in the different cities in Pakistan, with administrative management business network infrastructure well expanded, built at par with international standards, represents 82% of country’s national energy sources.
The PSO is horizontally integrated and is the largest state-owned energy megacorporation active in every area of the oil and gas industry, including exploration and production, refining, distribution and marketing, petrochemicals, power generation and trading. The PSO conducts major renewable energy activities, including in biofuels, hydrogen, solar, nuclear and wind power as well as defence management. The megacorporation is the largest entity in the country, with well expanded business presence in abroad.
The PSO has a primary listing at the Karachi Stock Exchange (KSE), and is a constituent of the KSE-30 Index. The PSO is the third largest entity to be placed in the KSE, ranking behind the Shell Pakistan— a subsidiary of Royal Dutch Shell.
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