172 The wind rises in Marakaibo

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172 The wind rises in Marakaibo

Venezuela was originally inhabited by the Arawa and Caribbean Indians. Columbus, on his voyage in search of the New World, discovered Venezuela. After being killed by the Spanish explorer Alonso? Ohota refers to the country as Venezuela, which means "Little Venice".

Venezuela was always a Spanish colony until later in South America when the liberator Simon? It was only under Bolívar's leadership that in June 1821 he was able to completely break free from Spanish colonial rule and form the Republic of Gran Colombia with Colombia, Ecuador and Panama.

It's a pity that within a few years, Washington in South America, Venezuela, Ecuador, Colombia, Peru and Bolivia - the father of the five countries - Simon? Bolívar died, and with it, the Republic of Gran Colombia, which he had worked so hard to run, dissolved.

Is the big warlord Juan in power in Venezuela right now? Gomez, a strongman who came to power through a coup d'état. At the same time, he is also the richest man in Venezuela, because he is the most powerful bookmaker in South America

The city of Maracaibo is located in the northwest corner of Lake Maracaibo, and if Lake Maracaibo is compared to a bottle, then the city of Maracaibo is the bottleneck, tightly locking the throat of the lake as it stretches into the Caribbean Sea.

Because it is not fully developed, it is a barren area. In particular, the swamps on the east coast are overgrown with weeds such as reeds, and mosquitoes are abundant.

A research ship emerges from the dense reeds, and Gedas tears open the veil wrapped around his head, and with a slight shake, a mosquito corpse falls.

"Hell there! Pratt: I don't think I should have come with you for a topographical expedition, I should have been sitting in a city hotel drinking with the local officials or something, and you shouldn't have encouraged me to come over. ”

Gedas complained.

"Hehe, this is the task assigned by the boss, I think it would be better for you to go and test Lake Maracaibo on the spot

Today's harvest is quite a lot, we have a lot of information, from the topography of the whole Lake Maracaibo underground is a huge basin.

Judging from the sporadic oil wells discovered in the local area, if it is not a "dead seedling", it is a super large oil field, maybe I think we have oil under the water."

Pratt said speculatively. He vaguely felt that it was, but before the result, it was not good to talk too much.

"Really? Sue me, you swear to God, you didn't lie to me" Guedas was shaken and looked at Pratt with burning eyes. In his opinion, the temptation of a large oil field of more than 10,000 square kilometers is enough to overcome all doubts or hesitation.

"It's just a possibility, but it's not sure yet? What are you excited about? Pratt said. In my heart, I hope that if this oil field under my feet is really discovered by myself, I will become a representative of the world oil industry.

"Okay, okay, I'm not excited, I want to be calm, I want to be calm" Gedas clenched his fists, and sent it again, rubbing his hands, looking at the calm and open Lake Maracaibo, with an excited face, and said to himself, "I knew that guy sent me here with all his might, and he would definitely not let me come to eat mosquitoes in Malacaibo, I was going to pull your waves, and see that there was a black liquid buried under you"

Pratt stood aside, ignoring Gerdas, the clear waters of the lake mirroring his slightly furrowed brow, as if some problem was bothering the "great oil seeker."

"Is there a problem?". Geddarth asked.

"Oh, it's fine. The lake is more than 10 or 20 meters deep, and it is not easy to drill down, at least the current technology has not yet been able to develop from land to water, so I want to build a fixed platform on the water and move the drilling rig to this platform. ”

Pratt sketched his idea of oil drilling on the water as he conceived it, but Guedas, who was next to him, sounded uninterested.

He interrupted: "You can go back and study the matter of this water platform slowly, or cooperate with Halliburton Oilfield Services Company to do something in the future, and the most important thing is that I want to know if there is anything we want here."

I've leased a 2,000-acre plot of land on the shores of Lake Maracaibo, and you're going to have to get up to the prospects. I don't want to be too late and our cake will be divided. ”

Gedas admonished.

He will attend a gala party this evening, where he will meet with Maracaibo officials.

In fact, they came a little "late", because the Panamanian Petroleum Development Company was not the first oil company in Lake Maracaibo, and the first oil exploration license for the Maracaibo region was sent out as early as 1865.

In September 1878, Venezuela's first oil company, the Tachira Petroleum Company, was founded by the local Purido family, who obtained a 100-acre oil exploration license from the Tachira state government in a joint venture of six members. However, at that time, the soil method was used for mining, which was very inefficient, and the production of several oil wells was not ideal.

So Venezuela's oil extraction industry has not been able to develop for a long time. Although sporadic oil wells were discovered during this period, none of them produced much.

The Anglo-Dutch oil company Shell had its first sight on the Malay-Caybo Lake region in Venezuela, but unfortunately began to drill several wells in the western bank state of Zulia, and after finding nothing, left disappointed.

Because at that time, the United States went all the way from California to Texas, and because of the appearance of someone, a large field was discovered at once, and the attention of Shell was immediately attracted, and they hurriedly ended their oil exploration work in Venezuela and focused their attention on the United States.

This has led to a common misconception about Lake Maracaibo, because even major international companies such as Shell have given up, and there are no major oil fields in the region.

Pratt didn't like to socialize, so he didn't attend the local evening party, and he stayed behind to direct the exploration team under the technical command to install the equipment brought from the United States on the construction site.

Located near the lake harbour of Lake Maracaibo, the site was originally an overgrown wasteland that has now been slightly cleared by workers.

With the rumbling sound of the machine, the drill floor recently developed by Halliburton Oilfield Services is skillfully operated by Hayes, the drill bit is spinning rapidly, and the ground earth is constantly being thrown up, leaving a long passage behind it, and the machine invented by man is going deeper and deeper into the interior of the earth little by little.

This caught the attention of nearby residents, who flocked to see the "diorama", and the arrival of the Prater oil group caused a sensation in this little-known town.

The children, in particular, looked innocently at the strange iron frame brought by the American in the middle, and were full of curiosity, and wanted to get closer to take a look, but were firmly held down by their parents.

Because not far away, the members of the security consulting company had already set up a cordon, and a pair of bulging chest security guards held rifles in their hands, with a cold face, looking at the crowd of onlookers vigilantly.

Some "well-informed" people are secretly playing drums in their hearts, these people are not easy to mess with, their skin is a little yellow, and they are not tall, but they exude a faint murderous aura, which is awe-inspiring, not quite the same as the high-spirited Europeans they saw a few years ago.

At that time, a group of Europeans also came, and they also drove rumbling iron shelves, but they were busy for a few months, and then they disappeared.

"Didn't you say that there was no oil here? Why is anyone coming? Onlooker A asked.

"I don't know, maybe I won't give up," replied the onlookers.

"No, these people are not the same as the previous batch, I heard that they are Americans," said another onlooker.

"Really? You see those people with guns, it's scary, it's a bit like Orientals, how can they be Americans?"

"yes, that's right."

The days ahead will not be peaceful, and someone sighed in his heart.

The more active minds think, is there really oil? No, you must take care of the land at home, you can't really make a fortune

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The best hotel in downtown Maracaibo, brightly lit and an old gramophone playing brisk Spanish dance music, although the owners try to create a luxurious and comfortable atmosphere to express their enthusiasm.

In the eyes of Guedas, who is accustomed to the world, the party held by the Maracaibo city government is really "rural", but for a backward town with a population of less than 100,000, what more can be asked for with electricity, bright halls, and music?

Guedas was in a good mood because he was holding a stunning beauty in his hand - Caroline? Gomez, Governor of the Zulia State of Venezuela and Commander of the Zulia State Militia Corps, Ronald ? The younger sister of Major General Gomez, a mixed-race beauty of European and Indian descent, is only 18 years old this year, and she has a seductive appearance, known as the flower of Lake Maracaibo.

"Mr. Gedas, I heard that you have a big business in the United States and know a lot of dignitaries and celebrities? I've always wanted to go to the United States, my brother once went to the United States to study, and I want to go too, I wonder if you can recommend a good school for me? ”

Caroline? The plump on Gomez's chest rubbed Gedas's arm slightly, and his autumn-like eyes looked a little eager for Gedas, which made people unbearable to refuse.

This hot South American style made Guedas very useful, and he said confidently: "It's my honor to help Miss Gomez, but I don't know the school you want?" If you're not in a hurry, if you don't go to the U.S. to study in the U.S. next year, I'll go to Los Angeles to study at William University."

"Szeto - William University? Why haven't you heard of it? Is it good? ”。 Caroline? Gomez looked at Gedas curiously.

Ahem, Gedas's face turned red and explained: "It's normal that you haven't heard of it, because it only started to build this year, and it hasn't been built yet?" But it's also fast

Is it my good friend, Stoney, a super-rich man from Los Angeles? Mr. William plans to donate an initial $10 million to build it

Business, Law, Politics, Engineering, Electrical, Literature, Mathematics and other majors will be offered, and some first-class experts and professors have been recruited from the United States and around the world. According to the plan, the school will start next year.

Szeto-William University is very welcoming to international students from all over the world, and I think that even if you don't go to this university, you should at least go to Los Angeles, which is about as prosperous as Boston and New York. ”

Guedas said unashamedly, and just as he was about to say that he would play an important role in the preparation of the university, a man in a straight suit with a slight smile on his face approached.

He was very young, only in his thirties, with gold-rimmed glasses, and he looked suave. However, judging from the strong and firm pace, this person should be a person who is in a high position and is accustomed to commanding, and generally this kind of person is stubborn in his bones.

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