Skynet Architect

When Si Fan saw Prince Ahmed, he was really confused. In Dubai, where there are many luxury cars, it is really difficult to see ordinary cars. Although there are also environmentalists who drive low-emission cars.

However, seeing the car driven by Prince Ahmed still made people feel a little overwhelmed.

"Prince! This is your car? Why do I see the car's trademark so familiar!" Si Fan asked. As for Song **, he didn't know what brand of car it was.

It's a black-tech car that looks like alien technology. But usually such an exaggerated shape, Si Fan suddenly smiled after taking a look.

"Isn't this a Jiangling big pickup? How did you get it here? Why do you drive this thing when Dubai is full of local tyrants?" Si Fan said jokingly.

The prince speaks Chinese with a serious Beijing dialect, and even Si Fan feels ashamed of his Chinese accent. The prince Ahmed who came over greeted Si Fan and gave Si Fan a bear hug, and then With a bitter face, he said: "Dubai is full of rich people. But it doesn't mean that we in Ajman are also rich, although we are connected."

What the prince said was bitter. He doesn't look like a rich prince at all, or it can be said that he still hopes that the country will become rich in his heart.

"Let's go to Ajman now and have a chat along the way. It shouldn't be a problem, right?" Si Fan went over and patted the huge pickup.

"No problem!" The prince generously let the two of them get into the car. Then he kicked the accelerator, and the car rushed out at one end. If you say that the effect of this domestic car is domineering. But it's the same on the road. Anyway, traffic jams are commonplace in Dubai. If you want to race a car, you can go to a professional racing track to have a vigorous race.

As for walking on the road! I'm sorry, just keep blocking me honestly!

When Si Fan was in Kyoto, he didn't feel the huge traffic jam. In Dubai, a rich city, it was congested. The traffic flow was different from that in China, where the traffic jam was dead. There is a very interesting phenomenon in the traffic jam in Dubai.

That is, in fact, you are still walking, but the speed is very slow, just like the old lady is not the same.

The local tyrants in Dubai didn't care about such a slow speed at all, but greeted and chatted with each other.

Si Fan and Song Yang, who were out of tune with them, had people chatting with them. Not to mention His Royal Highness. I don't know if anyone knows him, but anyway, he was wearing standard Islamic clothes and just driving around like this. Song Yang kept looking out like a curious baby.

"Hey! Song Yang, what are you looking at! There are no girls outside for you to look at! The girls are all wrapped up tightly!" Si Fan gave him a hand.

Song Yang said with a sneer: "I don't care about people. Even the most beautiful girl can't attract me now. I'm looking at what your company is going to build. Why didn't I know that your company still has the qualifications?" ?”

He asked Si Fan curiously. Si Fan shrugged: "It's not easy? Just buy a qualified shell for construction. It mainly depends on the construction capacity. Our company's construction capacity is sufficient. We can even hand over the main road laying to others at that time Do, we design."

Si Fan explained slowly, and gave Si Fan a contemptuous look in return: "You guys are the brokers who get in the middle of your feelings, so shameless!"

After finishing speaking, Si Fan suddenly smiled: "Isn't Harder doing this? It's a pure design company that sells design services. Our company even has to be responsible for the construction!"

One sentence made Song Yang speechless.

After a long time, the car has reached a place where there is no one, and the speed has also been raised. It was only when Si Fan and the others realized that they were in a place where no one was there, and the prince finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now I can finally ask you what you want me to do! Those two people just now seemed not right." Ahmed asked.

Si Fan looked at the back strangely. He didn't notice the difference just now. Song Yang suddenly slapped Si Fan.

"Don't think too much about it. Even if the spy is by your side, you can't tell the difference. Ahmed was trained from childhood." After Song Yang finished speaking, he was a little relieved.

If this is an explosion or something, he and Si Fan will be buried with him.

"Cut! It's not as serious as you think!" Si Fan said, already asking about the Skynet system in his heart.

If your life is threatened, the system will definitely call the police.

But after asking about the system, Si Fan's face changed a little. He found a piece of chewing gum from the ashtray in the car that he had just spit out, and then opened the car window and pasted it on the position of the left door. Finally, a little finger-sized thing was buckled down.

"Is this a tracker?" Si Fan glanced at the gadget. Then smeared it with chewing gum and threw it out.

Song Yang and Ahmed looked at Si Fan in surprise, really wondering why he knew this thing was here.

Who knew that Si Fan would make all kinds of odds and ends in the car next. There are a dozen of them in total, all of which are various bugs and positioning devices.

"Now what we say will not be eavesdropped. It's not easy for you to be a prince, and there are so many people paying attention to you!" Si Fan said with a smile.

However, Ahmed's face was not very good-looking. After Si Fan threw those things out casually, he said: "There are many people who will install bugs for me, but if it takes so long to grow old abnormally, it must be mine. My brother with obsessive-compulsive disorder did it!"

He pondered for a few seconds, then introduced his brother to Si Fan and the others.

In his mouth, he was a guy who only wanted to get living expenses from other countries by being a scoundrel.

I never wanted to develop my own country, I just wanted to live a comfortable life, always thinking about the dream of getting rich and discovering oil veins, and then put all my money on looking for oil.

The results speak for themselves.

Listen to what Ahmed said. Si Fan and the others didn't make any comments on this person, they just listened to him complaining like an angry youth.

After a long time, he said in a low voice: "Actually, when I first arrived in Huaxia, I also wanted to study hard and come back to develop my own country, but later I realized that my thoughts were too naive. As long as I leave Azhi Man, then I will never have the chance to inherit that position."

He said helplessly, his voice getting smaller and smaller.

Suddenly, Song Yang behind him said: "Your father is still in the prime of life, I guess it will be fine to live for another forty or fifty years, it may not be a year until this position is inherited by your brother! It is better to have this time think about it."

"For example, how about being the richest man in your country?"

(To be continued.)