BXBX NOVEL Chapter 469 - Episode 2 I Hate Doing the Dishes
Chapter 469: Chapter 44 Episode 2 I Hate Doing the Dishes
The Samaria farm in Toba and the delta where it is planned to be purchased is 50 square kilometers and 15 million pyeong. It is 6 times the size of Yeouido, and 75,000 majigi is calculated in Korean majigi units. There are six rice fields that my father worked hard for 20 years. 75,000 Majigi is a vast land that cannot be grasped. The uncle and the Jang family dragged a nine-year-old child to steal a piece of land the size of the palm of their hand. Because she needed a justification to raise her nephew. Rather, he would not have been a slave for five years without the paddy fields left by his father. Knowing their intentions, how frustrated and angry they were. I looked up at the night sky outside the veranda. The black sky seemed to be full of stars. My mother always said that when a good person dies, she becomes a star. When I was young, I used to say that it was nonsense, but now I know that it is not a proposition to believe or not to believe. Because the stars are not in the sky, but in the heart. ‘Father, I’m watching you from the sky. It’s not a paddy field, but it’s 75,000 maji. Father and son are like this. How are you?’ A hot lump was pushed up from the bottom of his chest. The nose was cold. “Hey, if you like it, just say it’s good. The land that Secretary Seward bought for $7.2 million was a useless refrigerator. You bought a bowl full of black gold, not land. If 10 billion barrels are extracted, that means 100 trillion francs. oh my gosh, I’m going to die of stomach ache.” Bonifas clasped her stomach with both hands and made a deep impression. Bonifas is a tight-knit person who doesn’t usually joke around. If anyone who knows him sees it, it’s a production that will go back and forth. Toba’s oil was a shock that could not help but be excited even for him, who was cold enough to be called a surfund. “10 billion barrels is a lot, and the estimated world oil reserves are 2 trillion barrels. Does it make sense that a single oil field holds 0.5% of the world’s oil reserves?” “What! No one can confidently say about oil reserves. Who believes the ‘Oil and Gas Journal’ bullshit? Oil is still being made. The sound of oil majors depleting their reserves is bullshit trying to raise oil prices.” “It is a problem because the depth of mining is getting deeper. What do you do if you drill a test borehole and get ripped off?” “Explore one mana. The Toba oil field is unconditionally P1.” “P1?” “P1 refers to oil fields with a production success rate of more than 90%. For oil extraction to succeed, reserves are important, but recovery is more important. As you said, if the depth of mining is too deep, no matter how large the reserves are, it is the rice cake of the painting. No fool would spend 200 million francs to extract 100 million francs of oil.” The pair tilted their heads. Bonifas is the head of the intelligence agency. He will live a long life to see if a human being is sure that he even doubts whether he is the real Boniface. ‘It’s strange that the suspicious Boniface is so sure. There seems to be some other data…’ The pair narrowed their eyes and looked at Bonifas. Blood flow and brain waves are calm. It is a characteristic of a person who is confident in his words. “I have to take security measures first. Simon D, call Jjoldagu immediately. Quarantine the workers who witnessed the oil spill and raise the farm alert to three jindo dogs.” “I get it.” Simon D picked up the satellite phone and went into the room. The world is full of things you don’t even know about. Hearing about Ethel’s pitiful situation, he became capricious and intervened on the farm. Who would have imagined that oil would explode at the troublesome farm? This is the Korakseo that made rice cakes while sleeping. “In any case, it is necessary to use the tombs of ancestors well to obtain a robe. Damn bitch, you dare trespass on your father’s ashes!” The incompetent sharply grinded his teeth out of nowhere. His anger at Mr. Jang, who sent his son-in-law to dig up his father’s grave, boils again. I realized that plural lines are ephemeral, but that doesn’t mean they’re slipping away. If there is no feedback on the act of violating the human condition, the world is no different from the jungle. “Why but?” “Oh no. Exploration and development should be entrusted to the majors, right?”
The pair, who had been in a different thought for a moment, waved his hand. No matter how good the oil, he didn’t want to cling to it and get in trouble. “60% of Middle East oil is developed and sold through petroleum majors. I recommend handing over some of the oil fields to Total and entrusting development and sales. You’re just taking money like the Saudi royal family.” “It’s me, but can you trust Total? The notoriety of the oil majors is so great.” “Fuck!” Bonifas spewed wine. Notorious! Who dares to discuss infamy in front of the Black Mamba, the angel of death? Pit- A palm like a pot lid covered the matchless face. “Se Mobe! (It’s not good!), Rice Tief. (You’re going to get dirty.)”
Simon D grunted and rubbed his palms with saliva and alcohol on his pants. “Exquize, je ne le fa le EXPE HE! (Sorry, not intentional.)” Boniface threw his handkerchief and nodded his head. His speed and agility are unbelievable even with the naked eye. If he had shot him, he would have stopped him. The bodyguards waiting outside the suite became pathetic. ‘Did that person even save the Earth in a previous life!’ He is an out-of-class person, but his bodyguard is also out-of-class. The black mamba with a ruthless bodyguard was infinitely envious. “What human would dare to water the angel of death. You can’t start doing business until President Marzuri isn’t tired of the world.” “If you want to commit suicide, what can you do?” “No one wants to die in a fire or a ship splitting open. The problem is the share transfer price. The reserves assessment is very conservative. The value of the stake in oil fields varies enormously depending on 1P (production success probability of more than 90%), 2P (production success probability of 50%), and 3P (production success probability of 10%). Depending on the price per barrel at the time of exploration and the forecast of future demand, the value of the stake goes back and forth between heaven and hell. Political uncertainty and economic growth in the importing country also play a role. It is advantageous to tap the calculator after extracting the reserves and recovery rate data for high-quality oil fields. If you hurry, you will be hit by an old major. Once the exploration contract is signed, the production and equity contracts can be signed later. Can you fully entrust me with the contract for the development of the oil field?” Boniface’s eyes twinkled. It is mutually beneficial if Black Mamba owns the ownership and Total has the development rights. It is also the best solution for the French government. “I have two Frenchmen who protect me. Emile guards his back and Bonifas guards his pockets. I’m afraid to leave my back on you, but I’m willing to leave my pockets.” Boniface grabbed the outstretched hand and waved it. “I’m not sure if it’s a compliment or an insult, but thank you for believing in me. Oops, my back hurts from making big rice cakes. Is there any congo that falls on a crafty bear?” Boniface stared at the matchless. It is the eyes of a spaniel waiting for the praise of the master after surpassing the skill once, or the eyes of a bureaucrat who valued the national interest. This is why France, which looks baggy, is a developed country. ‘If only there were such bureaucrats in Korea… … .’ There was envy in the pair’s eyes. Politicians and bureaucrats are groups that exist for the benefit of the state and the convenience of the people. If they work selflessly, the country will develop, and if it is corrupted, it will be ruined. “Hahaha, I salute the thickness of the face of the Director-General for publicly demanding bribes. I will give you a one-percent stake in the Toba oil field.” “Hey, are you serious?” Boniface’s eyes widened. A smirk hangs in his eyes. “East invincibility does not lie.” “Really!” Bonita’s’ expression hardened.
“Is the retirement age for civil servants 60 years old? The retirement age of the general director is approximately 5-6 years. What will he do when he retires at a very young age? Would you like to enjoy the sun on a bench in Luxembourg Park? Are you going to go up and down the river with a dog on a leash?” “Ugh!” He never thought about what he would look like after retirement. After he retires, he will have about 20 more years to live. My mind was blown. France tends to be generous with the entry of public officials into the private sector. The problem is that private companies are reluctant to have public service experience. French officials have a reputation for being unkind and incompetent. A figure of himself wandering around the park holding a leash of a pet dog the size of chestnut was drawn in front of his eyes. There will be enough pension to live on, but money isn’t everything in a man’s life. Work is a field of self-actualization before economic rewards. No one wants to live helplessly. “We invite Vernier Bonifas as an advisor to the tentatively titled Invincible Oil. However, work begins one month after retirement from public service. Remuneration is paid from the day of work, and a one percent stake in Touhou Invincible Oil is given as a stock option.” “Huh!” It’s an absurd declaration. Bonifas forgot what he was going to say and stared blankly at the pair. A one percent stake in Touhou Undefeated Oil is a devil’s temptation that no one can deny. Remuneration is not an issue. Stock options are effective from the moment the company is incorporated. It’s a verbal promise, but Black Mamba says that if the other person makes a promise, he will go to hell. His covenant is as heavy as a piece of French land. The Black Mamba made DGSE Director-General his own in a few words. It’s a promise to work in five years, but how do people feel! He has become an inactive adviser to Touhou Invincible Petroleum, which he did not even create.
“Wow, I have to say this is invincible! You are a natural boss. He hates the hassle, but he has no choice but to gather people. I don’t know how the world will change, but I’ll accept that offer for now. But let’s do it after five years.” “of course!” The pair laughed softly. The saying that a person who eats salt turns on the water is an eternal truth. Bonifas, who sits on a negotiating table with Total, is expected to change his mindset. This time, the location has changed, and Bonifas has been baited by the Black Mamba. “Is this the case with Toba’s oil fields roughly sorted out?” “Is there anything to sort out? There is only one thing left for the general manager to do.” He buried his back deeply on the comfy sofa. A rice cake was made while sleeping, and a person to cut the rice cake into easy-to-eat was decided. He only needs to bring his own money. This is thanks to the well-written ancestral tombs, as Seonwoo Bangna said. “How come I feel like I’m at a loss when I only see you?” Bonifas had a slightly unhappy expression on her face.
“It’s because my stomach is narrow. DGSE has someone to track down. CIA Special Operations Director Louis Adam and Matilda are female agents.” “Duke Louis Adam is the one to watch, but who is Matilda?” “A woman in her mid-30s, who is the head of analysis for Sigint and Imint.” “If the world’s black mamba cares, she’s a special woman.” “She is responsible for putting two pairs of shadows into the Ituri jungle. It must have been to confirm the surfund Grendel that I had slain. According to the confession of Shadow Commander Major McPhee, Matilda is involved in the development of Honter and Grendel. Also, she said she was a psychic herself.”
“Psychic honter? Have the Yankees’ gene control technology developed enough to create intelligent superhumans?” Bonifas was startled. The French Institute of Life Sciences discovered a gene-controlled switch and named it homeobox. An experiment is underway in the laboratory to analyze the genome of mice and insert the gene for the shape of an eye into a fruit fly embryo. The experiment was half successful. Dozens of eyes were formed throughout the body of the fruit fly. It is a limitation of existing science and technology that there is no way to control the homeobox. “I don’t know if Matilda is a psychic honter or a real Psychic. I think if you track her down to her clues, she’ll get to know her whole story about the Yankees’ project Socrates.” “Um, important information. This is information you voluntarily pass on. I will not pay any information fees. Kick Kick Kick!” Bonifas found it interesting to playback the horses of the Black Mamba. “Director General, I have to work hard as a young man. If a man is small, he will grow old and be abandoned.” “Don’t be shy, you are the richest man in Europe. How much wealth do you train a powerless old man to exhaustion to pass on to his children?” “Hmm~” The matchless faces clouded at Boniface’s request. Father and mother were happy even without money. My mother’s face bloomed like a flower on a single comb that my father bought at a market in town. When her father returned from the field, her mother used to dig up her earwax. Her father’s face, with her mother’s head on her lap, was as comfortable as having the whole world. [Imja, look at this. Chubby and well-balanced on both sides is just the owner’s ass.] [Egg, the pair hears it, but Kiyo makes a distant sound because it’s dignified.] It appeared in front of her as if drawn by a father who was teasing with ripe peach and a mother who hated it. When the pale pink radiant petals flutter in the spring wind, the sound of pulling strings and the cuckoo’s premature sound in the field harmonize with each other. A hard day melts like cotton candy with the warm smiles of a father who is steaming without even realizing that his sleeping room is wet, a mother who is fresh out of the cage, a young matchmaker who is obsessed with the fun of catching crayfish in a ditch. Happiness was in the heart, not money. Park Jin-bo and Kim Mal-soon, who used to laugh together when the flowers bloom and cry together when the flowers fall, went to an unknown place like petals falling into a stream that swelled in the spring rain. In that place, only the young pair, whose wings had been broken, was left alone.