money player

Su Lizhen wore a moon-white cheongsam with dark patterns. The standing collar and buttons snaked down from her neck, outlining her exquisite curves like a magnolia just blooming. The right side of her skirt was slit to the knee, and as she lifted her steps, the brocade satin surface began to ripple, as if moonlight was wandering through the silk.

The concrete treads of the stairs made a slight clattering sound under her feet. She stepped on the steps with her right foot first. The heel was only three inches high, but she managed to control her stride to the most elegant curve of her cheongsam - not enough to drag the hem of her skirt, but enough to make her legs, faintly visible at the slit, break through the ground like spring bamboo shoots.

Each step was measured and steady, his waist leaning slightly to the left with the rhythm of stepping, his right arm hanging naturally, his fingertips hooked on two sets of thermal boxes.

When she reached the second floor, she suddenly slowed down her pace, and the rhythm of her heels hitting the concrete slabs changed from fast to slow. When her left foot touched the ground, her ankle slightly rotated, and the hem of her cheongsam opened up into half a lotus, revealing the sock cuffs embroidered with silver thread. When her right foot stepped on the ground, the hem of her skirt was like a folded umbrella, concealing all her charm into the darkness.

As she walked like this, even the dim chandelier on the stairs seemed to be infected by the light and shadow, which roamed between her collarbone and the stand-up collar of her cheongsam. She looked like a lady walking out of an ancient painting, and every step she took was on the blank space of rice paper.

She came to a door and stood still. Dong Chuning behind her took out the key, unlocked the door and pushed it open. She walked into the house and heard charming noises coming from the bedroom behind the curtains.

This is Zhang Taiqiu Fengyu's nest, and Su Lizhen rewarded her according to Xian Yaowen's instructions.

Su Lizhen frowned, carried the thermal box to the dining table, pushed the debris on the table to the side, and put the thermal box down.

"Ah... Lizhen, ah... is that you?"

"It's me." Su Lizhen replied.

"I'll be...coming out soon."

Five minutes later, Zhang Zhangtai, wearing silk pajamas and with messy hair, walked out of the bedroom with a hand-rolled cigarette in his mouth.

She came to the table and sat down, and said to Su Lizhen casually: "Didn't you say it would take an hour?"

"It didn't take long to buy food." Su Lizhen sniffed and frowned, "What kind of cigarettes are you smoking? They smell so strong."

Zhang Zhangtai took the cigarette in his hand, took a look at it and said, "I'm not sure. A friend who just came back from abroad gave it to me. I think her name is Maria. Do you want to try it?"

"You know I don't smoke." Su Lizhen took the thermos box and began to open it. "Do you want to eat the one in the room?"

"Don't worry about him, he will go on his own." Mrs. Zhang put out the cigarette in her hand and helped to open the thermal box, "See what food you brought."

"I ordered a few dishes you like from the restaurant." Su Lizhen placed the opened containers of dishes on the table one by one. "Are you going to mess around like this instead of looking for a new one?"

"I'm not as lucky as you. I met Mr. Xian. I've dated a few people, but either I disliked them or they disliked me." Mrs. Zhang put down the dish container in her hand, put her greasy fingers into her mouth and sipped, "Would you like some wine?"

"Open a new bottle."

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhang went to the kitchen and quickly came back with a bottle of wine and two glasses. She shook the glass in her hand and teased, "Mrs. Xian, the glass is new too."

Su Lizhen was unmoved. She just took the cup and bottle from Zhang Zhangtai, opened them, poured herself a full cup, and poured half a cup for Zhang Zhangtai.

After clinking their glasses, they picked up their chopsticks and started eating.

"What are your plans for tomorrow?"

"I went to Shau Kei Wan to collect debts in the morning. Boss Li called me and told me that he had recovered and invited me to lunch. I went to To Kwa Wan in the afternoon. Boss Lin received a new order but only took 20% of the deposit. He was short of money to buy raw materials."

Su Lizhen thought about it and matched Boss Lin with the specific factory, then said, "The company won't give credit?"

"The amount is too large. Xiao Zheng dare not eat more."

"Xiao Zheng is afraid of ropes after being bitten by a snake once. How can he do his job if he is so timid as a salesperson?" Su Lizhen picked up a piece of the skirt with chopsticks and handed it to Mrs. Zhang.

"Mrs. Xian, you are talking without any worries. Last time, Xiao Zheng worked for a whole year for nothing because of that mess. It would be strange if he didn't take it seriously."

"Next time I get a chance, I'll talk to the red-haired devil at the business. Paying a year's salary is too heavy a punishment."

Su Lizhen and Mrs. Zhang Zhang are two wealth gods. They have been rampant in the plastics industry for more than half a year. Almost everyone in the industry knows them and will give them some face.

"It's better not to meddle in other people's business. To be honest, the company has been fairly fair."

"It's okay. I want to order a large amount of styrene. Let me talk about it while I can."

"Styrene? Doll hair?"

"Ah."

Zhang Zhangtai thought for a moment and said, "I haven't heard of any factory receiving a large order for dolls."

"Processing with supplied materials. The order has just come out. I am considering which factories to place in trial production."

"Mr. Xian's order?"

"Yes."

"Not for Zhuang Jiacheng?"

"He can't do it. This order requires guaranteed production capacity."

"Zhuang Jiacheng must have been blessed in his previous life to know Xian Sheng. After making hula hoops, he got another large order for plastic flowers. This order will be enough for him to do for three years. He can make millions, right?"

Su Lizhen said calmly: "Almost the same, the profit of the order is quite considerable."

Zhang Zhangtai hesitated for a moment and said, "Do you still remember Zhang Shuping from Boss Zeng's factory?"

"Remember, what happened?"

"He wants to start his own business, and he talked to me about money a few days ago."

Su Lizhen's face sank, "Did you agree?"

Zhang Zhangtai said with a little panic: "No, no, how can I agree to anything."

“There is no best. Reputation is given by others, but it is also lost by ourselves. Now everyone gives us some face, firstly because of money, and secondly because we abide by the rules and do not interfere in the factory’s internal affairs.

Zhang Shuping wants to start his own business, which is a matter between him and Boss Zeng. If he wants money, he should wait until he and Boss Zeng have sorted things out. Don't get involved in advance. Once the rules are broken, it will be difficult for us in the future."

"I know." Mrs. Zhang picked up a piece of food for Su Lizhen with chopsticks and said, "Eat the food, eat the food."

Su Lizhen put down her chopsticks and said slowly, "If you want to open a plastic factory, tell me openly and I will help you arrange it. Don't do it secretly. It will be difficult for me to explain to my husband."

The nature of Zhang Zhangtai opening a plastic factory is almost the same as a judge opening a law firm or a referee becoming the chairman of a club. It is simply outrageous.

"I do have the idea of ​​opening a plastic factory, but I haven't made up my mind yet. If I really want to open it, I will tell you in advance." Zhang Zhangtai said frankly.

Su Lizhen heard this and said calmly, "This time we need to find seven or eight factories for long-term cooperation. The profits have been calculated and the factories can make a lot of money. You can talk to the factory owners about the rebate. I will cooperate with you. Don't be too ruthless."

Zhang Zhangtai laughed and said, "We each take half?"

Su Lizhen glared at Zhang Tai and said, "If you want to kill me, just say so."

"Hahaha!"

After staying in Zhang Zhang's nest for more than an hour, Su Lizhen left.

After going downstairs, she didn't rush to get into the car. Instead, she walked slowly along the street, thinking about what Wang Xiamin had informed her two hours ago - the American partner of Jinji Trading Company blew up a ship of the Zhang family and stole a shipload of medicines.

Her husband asked him to make peace and take the opportunity to befriend the Zhang family. She had to think carefully about what to do.

……

Qionghua Restaurant.

Wang Xiamin stood in front of the microphone and said to the gourmets in the restaurant: "Someone once told me that the road of life can be light or heavy. It is tiring to carry heavy things. At least when enjoying delicious food, we should put down the heavy burden and enjoy a moment of lightness.

A song "Traveling Light" is presented to you by the Min Song Group.

Six-piece band, Music. ”

In forming the Min Song Group, Wang Xiamin acted decisively. She gave Guo Adi a stage name, Celine, and an English name, Dion. She found a Filipino six-member band that formerly played at the Shanghai Aierling nightclub to work with her. She also used her connections with the restaurant and offered to add more people without raising the price. From today, Fang Jingyin's solo shows would be suspended indefinitely, and the Min Song Group would make its debut.

Celine Dion is Celine Dion. She was born to sing. With just a little guidance from Wang Xiamin, she can perform on stage.

She stood beside Wang Xiamin in her performance costume. She did not look timid at all. Instead, she really enjoyed the attention of the gourmets.

"Well I was doubling over the load on my shoulders, Was a weight I carried with me everyday, Crossing miles of frustrations and rivers a raging, Picking up stones I found along the way..."

"Awei, the company's punishment on you hasn't ended yet?"

Gu Wei and Zhu Ying sat together at a small table.

Gu Wei, who was staring at the stage, shook her head, "Not yet."

To be honest, she was regretting it so much, especially after she found out that other artists in the company did not receive any punishment after reporting their relationships to the company. She regretted that she should not have been so obsessed with her relationships and hid them from the company.

But how could she tell outsiders in the first place?
She already has a boyfriend who is very kind to her, but now she falls in love with a married man. If she tells anyone about it, she will feel like she has no chance of living as a human being.

But look at Pan Dihua, she is already very famous in the United States, earning US dollars, hundreds of dollars for a performance, working non-stop, gaining both fame and fortune. When she returns to Hong Kong from the United States with honors, she will immediately become Hong Kong's number one female singer.

These originally belonged to her!

"Xian Yaowen, you bastard, you are so angry and you haven't calmed down yet."

Gu Wei was a little annoyed. The company didn't assign her any lucrative work and she could only receive a basic salary. She also had to participate in group activities organized by the company, which had requirements for makeup and clothing. Eighty percent of her basic salary was used to rent clothing, and the rest was barely enough to cover food.

If she still has no income, she won't be able to make ends meet.

On the contrary, Zhu Ying is doing well now. Xian Yaowen did not like her, but the course of history stubbornly corrected the deviation. Zhang Shankun's Xinhua Film Company recently launched a plan to train new talents. She was noticed by both Zhang Shankun and Tong Yuejuan, who gave her the stage name "Zhu Ying".

"Our company is still recruiting, do you want to try?"

Gu Wei shook her head. "No, my contract is with the company. If I want to transfer, I will have to pay the company a large sum of liquidated damages."

Zhu Ying lifted her hair and whispered, "Awei, have you ever thought about why Xian Yaowen targeted you?"

"Why?" Gu Wei was stunned and muttered, "Yes, why?"

All I can say is that she is rather stupid. After such a long time she still can't figure out what Xian Yaowen is trying to do, even though Xian Yaowen has clearly told her.

In fact, if she only needed to act a little more miserable, fulfill her duties as a "chicken", and then apologize to Xian Yaowen, the matter would have been over. However, she held on, not showing any misery at all, and refused to perform her obligations, so Xian Yaowen couldn't even try to cover up the matter.

However, after thinking about it for a while, Gu Wei decided to go talk to Li Mei.

At another table, two young gourmets were talking about Wang Xiamin.

"Mr. Tan, Fang Jingyin is pretty, do you want to invite her over to have a few drinks with us?"

"Mr. Zheng, please don't do anything stupid. Do you know who she belongs to?"

Zheng Shao said nonchalantly, "She is just the half-Tang Xian Yaowen's woman. What's so great about her? Asking her to come over to drink with me is giving her face."

Young Master Tan stared at Young Master Zheng in amazement, cursing in his heart, "How could I know such an idiot? Whether your father's plastic factory can continue to operate depends on the mood of Xian Yaowen's woman, and you dare to shout at Xian Yaowen?"

Mr. Tan secretly made a decision to stay away from this idiot in the future.

When the song "Traveling Light" was coming to an end, Liu Rongju took Ah Xiu into the restaurant. He looked around, then patted Ah Xiu's hands while she was holding the flowers, and nodded towards the stage.

Ah Xiu nodded slightly and walked towards the stage holding the flowers.

When the last word was sung, Wang Xiamin saw Ah Xiu and said playfully into the microphone: "A lady is walking towards the stage. It seems that she is going to present flowers. So, who are her flowers for?"

"It's definitely not you." A gourmet shouted.

Wang Xiamin pouted and said, "Sir, you hurt my feelings. I will punish you by ordering a braised shark fin dish."

"Hahaha."

Several people at the table of gourmets burst into laughter.

After the little warm-up trick, Ah Xiu was already standing opposite Wang Xiamin. She handed out the flowers and said, "Ms. Wang, congratulations to the Min Song Troupe for their debut on stage."

Wang Xiamin took the flower, smelled it, and praised it: "It smells good. Thank you Sister Xiu and Mr. Liu for coming to support us. I will sing another song and come find you later."

Ah Xiu nodded, turned and left the stage.

Wang Xiamin returned to the microphone and said, "Next, our Min Song Troupe's mainstay, Xilin, will lead me in singing a song called "Hong Kong Night". Xilin is still a little girl. Those who have money, please order two more dishes, and those who don't have money, please don't eat a free meal."

"Hahaha."

"Fang Jingyin's words are really interesting."

"Sharp!"

"Knot a stick!"

Wang Xiamin coughed, then lowered the microphone and gave Celine an encouraging look.

Celine walked to the microphone, took a breath, and sang along with the music, "Night falls, red and green lights, neon lights are so dazzling, the bell tower echoes softly, welcoming a good night, the typhoon shelter is so beautiful, the little fishing lights are intoxicating.

On that beautiful night, the lovers were together as a pair, they dated, holding hands and talking endlessly about love, expressing their affection and love, writing a poem of love.

Wang Xiamin joined in with a harmonious voice, "Hong Kong~Hong Kong, with you, Hong Kong~Hong Kong, I love this beautiful night, with you by my side."

Offstage, Ah Xiu clapped her hands and tilted her head to say to Liu Rongju, "Wang Xiamin is really not Xian Yaowen's woman?"

"No." Liu Rongju flicked the ash off his cigarette and looked away from the stage. "She is Xian Yaowen's housekeeper."

"Not really. She doesn't look very cunning."

"The one who looks stupid is the smart one." Liu Rongju said meaningfully: "In the future, get to know her more and build a good relationship with her."

"Oh." Ah Xiu nodded. "When will Xian Yaowen return to Hong Kong? I want to ask him for advice on what kind of business to start."

Liu Rongju frowned, "Let's put this matter aside for now. I haven't repaid the favor I owed you last time."

"What happened in Guangdong Road?" Ah Xiu asked.

"Yes, the Jade Center." This was not the favor Liu Rongju was talking about, but since Ah Xiu guessed so, he agreed without wanting to explain too much.

"Do you really want to give Xian Yaowen 500,000?"

Liu Rongju said affirmatively: "Give it."

"Given half a million for just giving an idea?" Ah Xiu found it hard to understand.

Liu Rongju felt disgusted with Ah Xiu's short-sighted look, and he said in a bad tone, "Can you think of the idea of ​​the Jade Center?"

Ah Xiu may not have a high IQ, but her EQ is definitely not low. She keenly sensed the change in Liu Rongju's attitude, leaned on Liu Rongju's arm, and said in a coquettish tone: "How could I possibly think of this? Only you men can think of this kind of idea."

Liu Rongju softened his attitude. "I can't think of it either. Only Xian Yaowen can think of it. Xian Yaowen is extremely smart and dares to use people. The villagers in the Yau Ma Tei fruit market are almost driven to the brink of death by that woman Lu Yansu."

"Did they come to you to complain?"

"Two uncles came to see me today."

"What are you going to do?"

Liu Rongju smiled bitterly and said, "What can I do? I also have a stake in the Sweet Fruit Shop. Lu Yansu is making money for me. Can I still have someone put her in a sack and beat her up?"

"What should we do then? How about...you withdraw your shares from the Sweet Fruit Company?"

Ah Xiu knew that Liu Rongju was going to carry the Dongguan Gang brand, which was much more important than the shares of Gantian Fruit Store.

"You don't understand." Liu Rongju shook his head gently, "Who is Lu Yansu? She is the eldest daughter of the Lu family and a top student at Harvard University. She just has a bad reputation, but her talent is absolutely fine.

Xian Yaowen let such a talented person sell fruit, which shows how much he values ​​Gan Tian Fruit Company. I only invested the capital in Gan Tian Fruit Company. Because of the relationship in the village, I didn't contribute much. I have been waiting for Xian Yaowen to talk to me about reducing my share, but he didn't come to me. This is not right. "

"If Xian Yaowen really wants to talk to you, will you agree?"

"Why don't you agree?"

Liu Rongju already had the idea of ​​taking the initiative to talk to Xian Yaowen about the shares. He planned to propose to Xian Yaowen that he transfer half of his shares to Lu Yansu at the original investment price, doing Lu Yansu a favor.

Ah Xiu was about to say something else when she saw Wang Xiamin coming over. She swallowed her words and greeted Wang Xiamin with a smile.

"Ms. Wang, are you done singing?"

"We're done singing. Isn't Sister Xiu listening?" Wang Xiamin replied with a smile, and then sat down in the empty seat next to Liu Rongju. "Mr. Liu, have you ordered yet?"

"I've already ordered, and I ordered a few extra dishes. Miss Wang, you can invite your people to come and eat together." Liu Rongju said politely.

Wang Xiamin smiled and nodded: "Mr. Liu, you are so thoughtful. Meals are provided here. It would be bad if we didn't go to eat. I'll ask the waiter to come and return a few dishes so that they won't be wasted."

"Don't cancel the order if you've already placed it. I didn't eat much at noon, so I'll eat more later." Liu Rongju raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes revealing a casual look, "Miss Wang asked me out today, does Yao Wen have any instructions?"

"That's fine. I'm very hungry. I can eat to my heart's content later." Wang Xiamin's eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly flying over the water, with a layer of hazy tenderness wrapped around the tip of her teeth. "One of Mr.'s partners in New York asked him to help get rid of an eyesore, maybe one, maybe two.

Mr. Liu is a businessman and cannot do such a thing, but he does not want to offend his partners, so he has to ask Mr. Liu to introduce two good people to New York. "

Wang Xiamin took out an envelope and placed it on the table. "There is $1500 in it, which is used as travel expenses. There will be a generous reward after the task is completed."

Liu Rongju glanced at the envelope and said, "Is the person who is an eyesore very special?"

"The Italian Mafia has a status equivalent to that of a gang leader. Mr. said that it is not difficult to do and the partners can do it easily. Finding someone from outside is mainly to distance themselves from the matter."

Liu Rongju picked up the envelope and put it in his pocket, "I'll take this."

"Thank you." Wang Xiamin nodded in greeting.

More than an hour later, Liu Rongju, who was already sitting in the car, was smoking a cigarette and thinking about Xian Yaowen's intentions.

A glimpse of the whole picture can reveal the whole picture. Xian Yaowen is accompanied by three bodyguards who are inseparable from him, and every other member of the Xian family has a bodyguard following him. There are so many good players in the open, and there are even more in secret. How could there not be people available? Why would they spend a lot of money to find people from Dongfuhe?

Distinguish the relationship?

Can you clear yourself from it?

After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he had to give up for the time being. Anyway, Xian Yaowen would not set a trap for him. No matter how powerful the Italian Mafia was in the United States, they would not dare to come to Hong Kong to cause trouble. He could ask two good men to go to New York and come back immediately after the job was done. Nothing would happen.

At the same time, Zheng Yueying was also struggling with her conscience and thinking hard.

She had already figured out the purpose of the message that the gentleman had given her. It was to show her a clear path. As long as she reached a cooperation with Johnson, she would earn at least millions of dollars every year. As for how to ship the goods to the United States, the gentleman must have already thought of it for her and was just waiting for her to ask.

She was tempted by this route. Although she already had a stable shipping channel, the profit she could make was not high. The British took 30%, and the local communities took the remaining 60%. She had to buy raw materials and process the remaining 60%, and she also had to support a large number of brothers...

Alas, only she herself knows how difficult it is.

She also knew that her husband hated drugs, and because she was a drug dealer, her husband didn't like her. Now he took the initiative to offer her an open way to sell drugs. It was obvious that her husband needed her to take a secret path, and the open path was his compensation to her.

With such high compensation, how dark must the dark road be?
If Xian Yaowen heard her inner voice, he would only say that you were overthinking it. What a bullshit secret road. The next one is still an open road. Now is a good time to go to Brazil to occupy territory. Giving a revolver to a seven or eight-year-old kid in the slum will make him a loyal thug and he can use him safely for a few years.

It’s hard to say when you get older. After all, Brazil also has a proverb similar to “Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers born of different species?” With a gun in hand, the world is mine. Kill the boss and you will become the boss.

To put it bluntly, Xian Yaowen hopes that Zheng Yueying will go to Rio de Janeiro to establish a force. Once he becomes the chief steward of Jorge Guino, he will inevitably go to Rio de Janeiro for a period of time. If he wants to reorganize the Guino family's industry, he will have to offend the original team of professional managers, and the relatives of the Guino family are unlikely to escape.

Cutting off someone's financial resources is like killing his parents. How could the offended guys let him off easily? He is mentally prepared for all kinds of means, such as workplace infighting, collusion between officials and businessmen, and attacks from behind. He can deal with other means but cannot use attacks from behind. He has to defend himself first.

Brazil is a sovereign country with an area of ​​851 million square kilometers. It is not easy for him to establish a private army in Rio de Janeiro, so he can only rely on gangs. So, let Zheng Yueying explore the way first. If he can establish a force, that would be the best. If he can't, then he can just join a force. It is better than trying to cram when he gets there.

It is late at night in Hong Kong, but still early at night in Dubai.

It was not yet time for dinner, and Xian Yaowen took Aria out of the room. When they walked to the lobby, they met an oriental woman. At first glance, she had a very recognizable Guangdong and Guangxi appearance, but she exuded an invisible, faint smell of curry.

"Hello." Xian Yaowen greeted in Mandarin.

"%&￥#" The woman first responded in Hakka, which Xian Yaowen couldn't understand, then realized something and changed to English, "Hello."

As soon as the Hakka dialect came out, Xian Yaowen basically guessed the other party's identity. In the 1770s, a Hakka named Yang Dazhao established a sugar factory in Kolkata. After he gained a foothold, he recruited a group of fellow villagers over. The woman should be a descendant of the Hakka people in Kolkata.

Xian Yaowen also switched to English and said, "A Calcutta native?"

The woman corrected, “Hakka, from Kolkata.”

Xian Yaowen smiled faintly, "I am Xian Yaowen, from Baoan, from Hong Kong."

"Sister Yang, from Xiangshan."

"Have you been back to Tangshan?"

Yang A-mei shook her head slightly.

Xian Yaowen nodded slightly, "I'm going to take a walk in the garden. See you at dinner time."

"Goodbye."

The two sides staggered and went their separate ways.

After going out the door, Xian Yaowen looked towards the garden. He didn't see a bonfire, so he felt a little relieved. He didn't want to eat barbecue at all. Eating barbecue for three meals in a row would easily make him get a sore throat.

Meeting Yang A-mei gave him some imagination about dinner. Perhaps the dinner would feature Kolkata Hakka cuisine with a curry flavor.

Holding Aria's hand, Xian Yaowen led her down the stone steps and stepped onto the dark and yellow mud of the garden.

Xian Yaowen tapped his feet on the mud a few times, sighing that the value of this manor was higher than he had previously thought. The black soil under his feet was probably shipped from India, and the shipping cost was not cheap.

After paying attention to the mud, he began to observe the trees in the garden. There were native mesquite trees and date palms, as well as palm trees, albizzia trees, chinaberry trees, Bauhinias, and Salix babylonica. The survival of these trees depends on money.

The heritage of the Hussein family can be seen from a garden. Kothari's wealth is likely to far exceed his. It is not surprising that the Hussein family has a treasure trove somewhere. The power of inheritance and accumulation should never be underestimated, and the Indians' ability to hide money should not be underestimated.

Sitting down on an English-style outdoor wooden bench under a tree, Aria leaned into Xian Yaowen's arms and asked, "Master, is there a lot of drinkable water in Hong Kong?"

"There is not much fresh water in Hong Kong, but you can drink as much as you want and take a bath twice a day. Vegetables are not expensive, but meat is more expensive. Poor people eat more vegetables and less meat."

"Is Hong Kong a paradise?" Aria's eyes lit up and she was fascinated.

"For you, yes." Xian Yaowen stroked Aria's face, "When Camilla settles down in Hong Kong and can leave you here, I will arrange for you to go to Hong Kong. In the future, Camilla will study in the nursery and you will go to night school."

"What kind of school is night school?"

"It's a place for adults to learn knowledge. After you learn the knowledge, you can do the work you like. Amiya, what do you like to do?"

Aria's face became hot, and she murmured, "I like to be with my master..."

Xian Yaowen chuckled, "I mean work, cooking, washing clothes, etc., if you don't have to do it, but you still like to do it."

Aria thought for a moment and shook her head, "It seems not."

"If possible, you don't want to do anything?"

Aliya nodded.

"Then you probably haven't found what you like to do yet. You will find it when you are exposed to more things."

Xian Yaowen hugged Aria and whispered to her about the outside world, what she would see, what she would eat, and so on, which aroused her yearning for the outside world.

A yearning and a concern stabilized Alia's initial loyalty and gave him enough time to send people to Dubai calmly.

After meeting with Rashid, his inner balance shifted slightly towards a bloodless struggle, and he sketched out a new plan in his mind - to unite with Kothari, suppress the Maktoum family, and build a three-legged power in Dubai.

Of course, we will have to wait and see which direction the road ahead will take.

For Dubai, he is not just coveting the oil and gas underground, he wants to run it for a long time, even if his efforts will be greater than his gains. No other business can excite him more than running a country, if there is any, it is running several countries at the same time, or running a planet or even the universe.

The old man had hoped that he could become a small civil servant, the "Governor of the Milky Way", or at worst the "Governor of the Earth", but in the end he only had the ability to play around with a small country as he pleased.

Starting over again, the old man's expectations are still far away, so he has to put his dream aside for the time being and work hard to achieve the first step - to do whatever he wants. (End of this chapter)