Bubba got a few phone calls. From oil companies around the world were calling to buy the rights to the oil. He even got a couple calls from companies that wanted to partner with him. He got threats from Russia and Aramco. Price controls were one of the key factors of tHe market. It cost companies money when the price dropped and Bubba had caused the price of oil to drop. 

When he was invited to come to Brazil by Petrobras to talk, Bubba agreed. A corporate jet was coming to pick him up in a couple hours. He packed a bag for a couple days and threw it in his pickup truck. He called a couple of his crew to come with him. Everyone needed a wingman when you go to the party capital of the universe. Rio. Girls. Beaches. Warm weather. Did he mention girls. 

His Spanish was fairly good, so he was feeling confident. Not remembering that Brazil speaks mostly Portuguese. Having his father, a local lawyer, and the plant Forman to handle negotiations (and explain it). Bubba felt free to PAAARRRRTTTTYYYY. 

The flight attended was a beautiful woman wearing a tight black skirt, and a thin white blouse. She knew she was beautiful and carried that type of air to her. A couple of his wing men got flamed in glorious fashion. Her wit was sharp and she dealt with men everyday that were looking for fun away from home. Bubba’s father and the lawyer kept Bubba from making a fool of himself. His father wouldn’t even let him drink on the flight. In fact he was instructed to act like a corporate big wig and remain quiet. It was work. 

When they got to the meeting, Bubba was again suppose to be quiet. There was a lot of discussion. In the evening, Bubba and the guys headed to the clubs. Bubba was hitting on a cute girl, that was there with her friends.. She was drinking one of those fruity drinks, he was drinking beer. After about 20 minutes of flirting, her drink was still full and the alcohol content was a lot higher. When she was tippy, he offered to take her home. 

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