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Leaving the viewing dunes, the convoy traveled along the gentle sand valley for ten minutes before arriving at the Royal Star Camp, hidden among the dunes.

The campsite was surrounded by windproof torches, and the leaping flames cast a dim yellow glow on the ancient stone walls.

Thick Persian carpets were laid directly on the flat sand, and soft, large leather cushions were placed around the low wooden table.

Several musicians dressed in traditional robes sat cross-legged on one side of the carpet, playing the oud, their desolate yet melodious music echoing through the camp.

At the camp entrance, two tall, docile dromedary camels were lying on the sand, ruminating.

Xu An'an's eyes lit up the moment she saw the camel, and she grabbed Wang Ye's clothes and pulled him forward.

"Wang Ye! Camel! Quick, take me for a camel ride!"

Wang Ye was dragged to the camel by her, and the camel trainer smiled and indicated that the two of them could ride together.

Wang Ye was the first to climb onto the back seat, while Xu An'an carefully climbed onto the front seat.

As the camel suddenly straightened its hind legs and stood up, the strong tilt startled Xu An'an, who cried out and involuntarily fell backward, crashing solidly into Wang Ye's arms.

"Hold on tight to the reins, don't move."

Wang Ye wrapped his arms around her sides, pulled on the reins, and almost completely embraced her in front of his chest.

The two were very close, and through the thin fabric of their clothes, Wang Ye could clearly feel her.

The camels trudged slowly across the sandy ground outside the camp, their gait swaying gently.

"You...you shouldn't be so close, it's making me uncomfortable..."

Wang Ye raised an eyebrow and sneered:

"With the camel swaying like that, if I don't hold on tight, do you want it to just bury its head in the sand like an ostrich?"

Xu An'an hummed softly, but in the end she obediently leaned against Wang Ye's chest, letting him lead her on a stroll through the sand dunes.

On the other side, Su Qingyan rode a camel alone, but soon Wang Ye got off and rode with her for a while, treating her equally.

Gu Qingcheng and her twin sisters were capturing this pleasant moment with an action camera.

After riding camels back to the core area of ​​the camp, the dinner officially began.

A whole roasted lamb, a traditional Arabian Bedouin dish, was served on a long table.

The whole lamb is marinated with special spices and slow-roasted in an underground sand pit over charcoal for a full six hours. The skin is golden and crispy, and the meat inside can be easily torn off the bone with your hands, with juices overflowing.

It's served with crispy, soft Arabic flatbread, hummus, sweet grilled shrimp, and chilled juice.

Xu An'an tore into the lamb chop with gusto, her mouth greasy, and mumbled a muffled sigh:

"Wow... this mutton has absolutely no gamey smell! It smells amazing!"

Wang Ye cut off a piece of the tenderest lamb tenderloin and placed it on Su Qingyan's plate. Su Qingyan smiled and handed her a glass of chilled lemonade.

Just as the banquet was in full swing, the circular bonfire in the center of the camp was suddenly lit!

boom!!!

Blazing flames shot into the air!

Accompanied by the rapid and enthusiastic beat of a hand drum, a Middle Eastern belly dancer dressed in a fiery red fringed dress twirls into the arena.

Her slender waist trembled wildly like a snake in the firelight, and the metallic sequins on her skirt made a crisp clinking sound with the beat.

Immediately afterwards, two shirtless, burly men carrying iron chains wrapped with burning cotton entered the arena, beginning a thrilling spinning fire dance performance!

The enormous fire wheel left dazzling streaks of light in the night sky, drawing thunderous applause from the audience!

Xu An'an sat on the carpet and clapped her hands frantically until they were red:

"That was so cool! That dance was absolutely amazing!"

Wang Ye sipped his mint tea while looking at the two school beauties beside him, their faces beaming with excitement.

Desert, raging fire, starry sky, fine wine and beautiful women.

The vacations of these top-tier tycoons are indeed much more comfortable than those who are constantly overworked and stressed.

The dinner lasted until 9:30 p.m.

When the vintage Land Rover carried the dusty but satisfied passengers back to the Armani Hotel, it was nearly 11 p.m.

Su Qingyan and Xu An'an were exhausted, so they quickly washed up and went to bed early.

The twin sisters Jiang Xue and Jiang Bai came to the room and helped Wang Ye take a bath and rest; the details of their actions are self-evident.

Experience the pleasures of royalty.

……

On the morning of the third day.

Sunlight bathed both sides of Dubai Bay.

Today's itinerary shifted from modern luxury back to the traditional, everyday life of the old town.

Two Rolls-Royces transported the group to the entrance of the Alfa Hiddi historic district.

This is Dubai's oldest neighborhood, preserving many traditional buildings constructed from coral stone and plaster in the mid-19th century.

On both sides of the narrow, quiet yellow alley, towering traditional Arabic wind towers pierce the sky.

This ancient design, which uses thermal pressure difference to draw air for cooling, ensures that a cool breeze always flows through the alleyway.

Su Qingyan strolled along the stone path, wearing a light green modified cheongsam dress.

"It's hard to imagine that such a quiet old town has been completely preserved next to the steel forest of the Burj Khalifa."

Wang Ye walked beside her: "Dubai's origins lie in pearl diving and trade along the Dubai River; that's their foundation."

After passing through the historic district, the group arrived at the pier on the banks of the Dubai River.

On the murky, emerald-green river, rows of traditional Abera wooden boats with their quaint designs chug back and forth.

Wang Ye chartered an entire wooden boat for his own use.

The wooden boat has only a long wooden bench in the center, a low ceiling, and no excessive modern decorations.

The wooden boats set off, and the banks were bustling traditional cargo docks, where old wooden dhows from Iran and India were moored, and sailors were carrying cargo shirtless under the scorching sun.

A cool river breeze caressed everyone's faces, completely washing away the glitz and glamour of the city center.

Cross the Dubai River, and on the other side lies the renowned Dera Gold Market and Spice Market.

As soon as you step into the sunshade-covered wooden corridor of Golden Street, everyone's eyes are instantly stung by the glittering gold in the shop windows on both sides!

Hundreds of gold shops are neatly arranged!

The shop window was completely open, filled with exaggeratedly extravagant gold armor, pure gold bridal necklaces larger than a human face, and even vests made entirely of pure gold!

Xu An'an threw herself directly against the bulletproof glass of a gold shop, her eyes wide open like saucers:

"My goodness... this isn't a jewelry store, it's a massive gold wholesale warehouse!!"

"Wang Ye, look! That gold vest! Won't it break your back if you wear it?!"

Wang Ye stepped forward, glanced at the price tag, and chuckled softly:

"That's about 20 million RMB. You like it? If you like it, I'll buy you one to wear as pajamas."

Xu An'an suddenly turned her head and stared at him suspiciously:

"Really? Stop making empty promises. You really wouldn't be willing to buy a gold vest worth twenty million?"

Wang Ye didn't even blink, strode into the store, and slapped his China Merchants Bank black gold card on the counter:

"Swipe the card and take that gold vest off so my friend can try it on."

The Indian clerk's eyes nearly popped out the moment he saw the black card, and he immediately bent down respectfully to retrieve the key.

Xu An'an was so frightened that she quickly grabbed Wang Ye's hand and stamped her feet in distress:

"No, no, no! Chairman Wang, I was just kidding! I could never wear it out! I'd be living in constant fear of thieves breaking in!"

"Just buy some gold bracelets! Don't be a fool!"

Wang Ye withdrew his hand and flicked her forehead:

"Coward, you can't even use your chance."

In the end, under Wang Ye's domineering credit card swiping, Su Qingyan chose an exquisitely crafted openwork Arabian-style thin gold bracelet, Xu An'an chose two heavy pure gold twisted bracelets, Gu Qingcheng asked for a gold hairpin, and the two sisters Jiang Bai and Jiang Xue each received an exquisite gold coin pendant.

Chairman Wang paid for everything, and the women beamed with joy.

……

2:30 p.m.

The convoy crossed the undersea tunnel and drove onto Palm Jumeirah, which is hailed as the eighth wonder of the world.

From the ground, Palm Jumeirah appears as just a series of neat streets surrounded by luxury homes.

To get the best view from above, Wang Ye chartered an Airbus H130 sightseeing helicopter.

The helicopter took off from the helipad next to the Atlantis Hotel!

As the altitude rapidly increases, the entire massive artificial island is revealed in its entirety on the azure surface of the Persian Gulf!

The massive palm leaf veins are precisely laid out by artificial reclamation, surrounded by an eleven-kilometer-long crescent-shaped breakwater.

Hundreds of private sea-view villas and top-notch hotels are neatly arranged on each leaf vein.

Looking into the distance, where the sea meets the sky, the Burj Al Arab stands proudly like a white sail.

"It's spectacular..."

Gu Qingcheng leaned against the plane window and sighed softly:

"To build such a miraculous island out of sand and stones in the deep sea is an incredible feat."

Wang Ye looked down at the vast project below.

"As long as the money is there, nature will have to give way to human ambition."

It was exactly 5 p.m. when I got off the helicopter.

The group strolled along the Jumeirah Beach Trail, enjoying the warm and gentle sea breeze.

Not far away, the famous Burj Al Arab hotel gleamed with a soft, white-gold luster under the setting sun.

Xu An'an held a coconut juice in her hands, walking beside Wang Ye, her expression unusually calm:

"Wang Ye, are we leaving Dubai tomorrow?"

Wang Ye turned to look at her:

"What, haven't you had enough fun yet?"

Xu An'an pouted and kicked the pebble at her feet with some reluctance:

"Although Dubai is full of nouveau riche vibes, I have to say, I had a blast these past few days."

"We went sandboarding, watched the fountains, and even bought gold."

Su Qingyan stopped in her tracks, the sea breeze ruffling the stray hairs by her ears.

She smiled as she looked at Wang Ye:

"Where to next?"

Wang Ye stopped, raised his wrist to check the time, and looked across the azure surface of the Persian Gulf to the distant horizon.

"Next stop, Florida."

Wang Ye seemed to hear that Rockstar music playing in his ears.

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