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"Diseases that don't exist elsewhere may exist in Africa." Xian Yaowen deliberately glanced at Kothari's lower body. "You seem to be lucky and don't have any problems."

Kothari chuckled and said meaningfully, "I have always been lucky, and even my most unlucky time was meeting you, Adam. By the way, is that British noble lady still in the Gold Coast?"

"She felt that Britain would be lonely with only one queen, so she aspired to be a female prime minister." Xian Yaowen spread his hands, "So, she returned to London and worked hard for her ideal."

Kothari's face straightened and he said, "Adam, do I need to be nervous?"

Xian Yaowen spread his hands and said, "I don't think it's necessary. Lily doesn't hold a grudge."

Kothari exhaled a sigh of relief, either real or feigned, and said, "This is great news."

Xian Yaowen scooped himself a plate of "Shahjahani Daal", one of the traditional Indian breakfasts that Dikothari was eating, from a jar, took a spoonful, tasted it, and nodded with satisfaction.

This food tastes good, but its color is like that rare thing. It is more friendly to color blind people. Ordinary people need to overcome psychological barriers to taste it.

Kothari was very satisfied with Xian Yaowen's performance. Although he was a rational person with a brain, it did not prevent him from being patriotic and preferring outsiders who said "I love India".

For a member of a group that has been oppressed and discriminated against for a long time, the desire to be recognized is engraved in their bones, and the effect of identity social interaction on such people is often very good.

To put it another way, this kind of person will give up a little of his inner qualities for the sake of face, and even if his inner qualities are not strong enough, he will still insist on saving face.

Kotari's micro-expression was captured by Xian Yaowen. He was glad that he had hit the jackpot by accident. This was not intentional on his part. It was just that his sense of crisis made him choose the "safest" food.

It is just the safest, not absolutely safe. Chemistry is too magical and hard to guard against. Even if every food on the table is safe, it does not mean that it is "not poisoned". Maybe a certain food is just a catalyst, and the real killer is the pool water in the bathroom, the paint smell of the furniture, or even the lipstick that Aria puts on her lips. Everything is possible.

Using a mandarin duck pot, smearing poison on the rim of a cup, hiding poison in ice, these are already child's play. Killing can be done invisibly long ago, habits can be exploited, and a too regular life can be controlled by others. The safety of one's life is no longer up to oneself.

He hated this feeling of powerlessness, but there was nothing he could do about it. He hated gambling, but he was gambling his life all the time. If he really wanted to live by the safest principles, he would not be able to live.

After eating a piece of Roti with "Shahjahani Daal", Kothari suddenly said: "Adam, what do you think of the Suez Canal?"

Xian Yaowen thought for a moment and said, "Very long."

Kothari said noncommittally, “Did you know that the Egyptians worshipped gold?”

"know a little."

"I am planning to expand my business to Egypt, but the Egyptian pound is a bit overvalued. I don't know whether I should bring the money back or exchange it for goods. Can you give me some advice?"

Xian Yaowen wiped his mouth and said, "Egypt is a member of the Bretton Woods system. The Egyptian pound only actively devalued once last year, and it will remain stable in the future. If you are worried about the instability of the Egyptian pound, you can come to me to exchange it. 2 US dollars to 1 Egyptian pound, I will take any amount."

"Ha, or vice versa. I can give you an extra 50 cents." Kothari smiled faintly and said, "I received news that Egypt wants to overturn the Anglo-Egyptian Treaty of 1936 and demand that Britain withdraw its troops. Do you think there will be a war?"

Xian Yaowen waved his hands and said, "No, Britain is not capable of starting a war right now. Once a war breaks out, the Soviet Union will be very happy to start arms trade with Egypt and send military advisers. The Suez Canal has no interests for the United States. As long as American oil tankers can pass through normally, the United States does not care who controls the Suez Canal."

“Do you think Egypt will take back the Suez Canal?”

Xian Yaowen nodded, "The result is promising, but there will be twists and turns in the process. Although France has not said anything, don't forget that the Suez Canal was dug by French businessman Lesseps, and many shares of the canal are in the hands of the French."

Kothari laughed and said, "Ha, I have always considered Britain, but not France. France also has interests in the Suez Canal. It will not be easy for Egypt to nationalize it."

“If it’s just your original business, and you don’t have to pay attention to the Suez Canal at all, do you have other ideas?”

Kothari nodded. "I have an idea. I have learned that some officers in the Egyptian army are plotting to overthrow Farouk's rule. If they succeed, I guess the new Egyptian government will carry out comprehensive nationalization. This is an opportunity."

Upon hearing this, Xian Yaowen's opinion of Kothari rose again. It was nothing to be able to find out that Egyptian officers were plotting a rebellion. With the British as a troublemaker, the conspiracy had long been no secret.

However, it is not easy to seize the opportunity of nationalization. During the transition period of political reform and ownership change, some short-term and fast operations can indeed be carried out. There are huge benefits in it, but it is not easy to seize them. The operation tests the ability of the person in control.

"It's indeed a good opportunity. I wish you success."

"Are you interested in cooperating?" Kothari asked eagerly.

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly and said, "Okay, you run it, and I can raise funds for your investment."

"The plan is not short of funds, but only of people who can coordinate. If you are willing to be responsible for the operation of the plan, I will be responsible for all the funds, and you can share 40% of the profits."

Xian Yaowen said with a smile: "You take charge, I will provide the funds, and I can give you 80%."

Kothari spread his hands. “It seems we can’t reach an agreement.”

"I think so."

What Kothari called an opportunity was to use nationalization to dig a hole for the new Egyptian government. While the companies were still private, he took on a large amount of business through a low-price strategy, inflated the company's valuation, and colluded with both insiders and outsiders to obtain large loans from banks. The funds were transferred out of Egypt with legitimate reasons, and then he waited for nationalization.

Once the enterprises are nationalized, they become victims. It is morally justifiable for them to hold on to the funds that have already gone overseas and not return them to Egypt. In the same way, if they create a few more enterprises that will be the first batch of nationalizations, they can easily withdraw a large amount of funds from Egypt.

The principle of the strategy is very simple, but it is a great test of the executor's operational level. Moreover, while digging a hole for the new government, it is also digging a hole for the executor. The new government will suffer a loss and will definitely hold the executor accountable, which will be a great test of the executor's ability to escape.

If you run too early, the victim will become a fraudster in seconds. If you run too late, the victim will become a prisoner and taste the wonderful taste of memory recovery. The timing must be just right to maintain the image of the victim while holding a large profit.

Xian Yaowen was confident in his ability to escape, but he did not want to stand in the forefront of such a trivial matter for the benefit of several hundred or tens of millions of Egyptian pounds. It was too high-profile and did not suit his way of dealing with things. If he was just participating secretly, he would be happy to invest.

Kothari took a sip of coffee and asked calmly, "Do you have any good candidates to recommend?"

"If I think of it, I'll tell you."

Xian Yaowen was wondering why he had never heard of Kotari in his previous life. With his intelligence, he should at least have a place among the richest people. Could it be that his appearance changed history? According to the normal trajectory, Kotari should have died on the Gold Coast?

Maybe that's the case, his butterfly effect fanned out a partner for him.

"uh-huh."

Kothari responded without initiating any new serious topic, but just chatted idly.

Xian Yaowen didn't have to concentrate on dealing with it. He had enough time to pay attention to the people around him. Except for the change of the woman next to Kotari, the people in the manor who appeared in public had not changed much from yesterday. Perhaps the women in Kotari were not allowed to leave their rooms on normal days and could only come out for some fresh air on their shifts.

I don't know if there are many Indian women in this guy's harem. According to his personality, he probably won't resist getting married and getting rich. Maybe when he arrives in India, it would be a good idea to marry a few daughters of local kings and save up the first pot of gold in India by collecting dowries.

While he was daydreaming, he was also hoping that Kotari's sister would not be too ugly. His marriage with her was inevitable. Depending on Kotari's attitude, the marriage would be held before the launch of the temple's golden plan. It didn't matter whether the two had feelings for each other or not. What was needed was a ceremony of alliance that was announced to the outside world.

As the sun was blazing and my skin felt a little hot, breakfast was over and the servants of the manor brought two beautifully decorated camels. Kotari invited Xian Yaowen to sit on the camels, while the others stood by and the group slowly headed towards Rashid's mansion in Al Sindaga.

On the way, they did not pass through any busy places and took a detour outside the central area. It is not known whether Kothari did this for security reasons or whether his meeting with Rashid was actually a private act, which Dubai's current ruler Sayyid was unaware of.

When he saw from afar Said's former residence which would be open to the public in the future, Kothari had no intention of stopping. Xian Yaowen guessed that the meeting place would not be the symbolic main residence of the Maktoum family in the Dubai Palace. Rashid's position as the "Crown Prince" was obviously not yet secure, and he became the other party's bargaining chip to secure the throne.

"interesting."

Xian Yaowen pulled the Arab headscarf that covered his mouth and nose and took a breath of fresh air without the yellow sand, which made his mind clearer. He thought about how to place a few chess pieces in Dubai to gather information.

When it comes to women, he has been Cao Mengde several times, but not when it comes to strategy. Perhaps holding the emperor hostage to control the princes will become the main strategy for the Dubai Raiders.

The camel continued forward, passing Bur Dubai, wading through a stream, passing the minaret of the Grand Mosque, and seeing the oldest building in Dubai, Al Fahidi Fort, in the distance.

Kothari took a few quick steps and the group arrived in front of the Fahidi Fort, where they saw Rashid waiting with a few people to welcome them.

A few seconds later, the two sides stood face to face, and Rashid was the first to greet, "As-Salam Alaikum."

"Wa alaikum as-salam." Xian Yaowen walked forward and shook hands with Rashid.

After both parties withdrew their hands, Rashid said, "Mr. Adam, I will take you to visit the oldest building in Dubai. We will talk while we walk."

"OK."

Rashid gave Kothari a look of greeting, then turned and walked ahead.

When they walked into the gate of Fahidi Fort, Rashid said, "Mr. Adam, Fahidi Fort was built in 1787. It served as a military fortress. Members of the Baniyas tribe used it to resist enemy invasions."

Xian Yaowen pretended to listen carefully.

"In 1833, to escape the violent persecution of the Sheikh Khalifa of Abu Dhabi, a large group of the Falasi family of the Bani Yas tribe, led by Maktoum bin Buti bin Sohar, broke away from the tribe during the pearling season and moved to Dubai.

The head of Dubai at the time was also a member of the Falasi family. He ceded the right to speak in Dubai to Obeid bin Saeed bin Rashid and Maktoum bin Butti bin Suhail.

The following autumn, other members of the Falasi family also migrated to Dubai. From then on, almost all members of the Falasi family settled in Dubai, so my ancestors declared Dubai independent from Abu Dhabi.

My grandfather, the founder of the Maktoum family, is a descendant of both of them, and now my father, Saeed bin Maktoum Al Maktoum, is the de facto ruler of Dubai.”

Xian Yaowen understood the sovereignty claim behind Rashid's family tree, and said: "Your Highness, your ancestors must have paid a lot to build the bustling towns and markets of Dubai on a piece of yellow sand."

Rashid chuckled. "It's all thanks to pearls. Without pearls, there would be no Dubai today. It's a pity that pearls in Dubai have lost most of their market."

"I have a jewelry business in Hong Kong and plan to expand it. If Your Royal Highness is willing to exclusively supply me with the best pearls from Dubai, we can sign a long-term supply agreement."

Rashid stopped and said sincerely, "Thank you very much, Mr. Adam. I can guarantee that the best pearls in Dubai will belong to you in the future."

Xian Yaowen nodded and said, "It's a pleasure to work with you."

Rashid made a gesture of invitation, and the few of them continued to walk into the fort.

Entering the courtyard of the fort, the group came to the well in the center. Rashid turned the windlass to draw a bucket of water from the well, and used it to wash the hands of Xian Yaowen and Kotari. Then his servant took the bucket and washed his hands for him. He washed his hands, scooped up a handful of water, and lowered his head to suck it into his mouth.

"The well water here is the sweetest in Dubai." After drinking the water, Rashid wiped his lips with his sleeve and said, "Dubai has no shortage of drinking water, but it lacks the fresh water needed for agricultural irrigation. Agricultural planting is not the future of Dubai, but trade is the future of Dubai.

Mr. Adam, Dubai is located at the intersection of Asia, Europe and Africa. It is the largest free trade port in the Middle East and connects the trade routes between the East and the West. I believe Dubai has a bright future, but Dubai is in a very difficult situation now. It has not grasped the correct development direction and does not have enough funds to invest in development.

Kothari told me that you, Mr. Adam, are a wise man. Can I ask you to give me some advice on the development of Dubai?" (End of this chapter)