"All right."

The final stop, departure.

A plane was filled with a kind of mental excitement.

...

Dubai.

World Financial Center.

After getting off the plane, Mr. Zhang turned on his cell phone as soon as possible. After receiving the news from the spy forest, he was both nervous and expectant.

He has no real plan to win back Shen Weiwei. This tracking is just a test. He even empty his head after the actual meeting.

But at least, you have to fight for it.

Take a taxi to Dubai Tower.

Mr. Zhang made an appointment with the 122nd floor ambience restaurant on site, and then immediately ran to the hotel to replenish his sleep and clean up his look.

He has always been good at chasing women.

But I have to save a lost woman...

What, will I, Mr. Zhang, lose a woman, too?

So in this regard, he is a novice.

At 8 o'clock in the evening.

The beautiful butler in the presidential suite came over and woke him up. When he saw that Young Master Zhang was wearing only nightgown, he could not escape the feelings.

Chinese rich people have long been famous in Dubai, shopping for gold and luxury goods, and have frequently appeared in local news in recent years.

If it were ever, Mr. Zhang would probably do pre-meal exercise first to increase appetite. Do you think you are a pipe clamp? What should I try to clamp?

But now...

He looked at the beautiful housekeeper like a beast, like a pink skeleton, and this thing can eat people.

Just because of a little Beckham, he lost his treasure.

Now that I think about it, I still feel heartbreaking.

"You can go out now if there is nothing to do." Mr. Zhang said seriously.

A trace of disappointment flashed across the corner of the beautiful housekeeper's eyes, but since you can't get someone, you should at least earn some tips: "By the way, Mr. Conte, there will be a big shot at the 122 restaurant tonight. We have received a notice and need to be cautious. If you encounter any trouble during your meal in the evening, don't be impulsive."

Big man?

Who else can it be?

Isn't it the Middle East royal family?

Your Highness the Prince is the brother of Big Lizi...

Big Lizi's brother is my brother.

"Haha, it's Prince Diab of Abuza? Okay, I know, you should go out quickly." Zhang Dashao pretended to be x and had always been a good move.

The beautiful housekeeper was stunned for a moment, then quit with a smile.

But what he didn't know was...

Only close the door.

The housekeeper picked up the walkie-talkie: "Report to the headquarters and requested to re-verify the identity of the guest in room a8703. He seemed to have a corresponding threat to the royal family. I reminded him that there was a big man eating on the 122nd floor tonight, and he revealed the royal family's name..."

The butler is serious about fishing for Kaizi.

But if you want to choose between Diao Kaizi and Making Meritorious Service, she will definitely choose the latter. In the Arab world, several royal families are their gods.

This is not a spy game, but any threat factor will be eliminated, especially when the royal family will come to Dubai Tower at night.

Dubaita suffered from development funds in his early years and had long been included in the Abu Dhabi royal family, which was their private property.

If your own prince is assassinated from a hotel, that would be an international joke.

Before the butler went downstairs, the news came: "There is no threat to the identity information, and the special attention plan has been launched. Meng Dina, I did a good job this time. If the situation is finally verified, you will be promoted to a work level."

It's half past eight.

Mr. Zhang went upstairs.

Several local businessmen were also taking the elevator together. They actually chatted with Mr. Zhang in a friendly manner, which made Mr. Zhang feel the enthusiasm of the people of Dubai.

at the same time.

Dubai Airport.

When the plane landed, the red carpet was laid, and the convoy had been waiting for a long time.

Ibrahimovic General Manager was at the forefront and sent his most sincere greetings. When everyone saw the all-Rolls-Royce convoy, they were flattered.

Lin Yafei had already turned on her phone and saw the news...

The latest 10,000 yuan payment has been in place.

In order to facilitate contact and real-time transfer, they even chat with Alipay, which is simply outrageous.

"We are here and are about to head to Dubai Tower."

There is a second return...

Ten thousand yuan.

"Received, thank you Yafei, I have arrived at the 122nd floor. Do you think I want to meet you directly?"

Meet?

Lin Yafei shook all over when she saw these two words.

How can we meet? There is a chance of reconciliation when we meet. Reconciliation is equivalent to the loss of the wealth code...

"Meeting recommendation index: 0. My sister-in-law just finished the plane and she doesn't feel very good. Dear, I suggest you just look at it from a distance, otherwise it will be counterproductive and it will be difficult for me to continue to help you."

"Received, thank you Yafei. Even if I look at your sister-in-law from a distance, I am satisfied."

On the side, Qin Xiao couldn't help crying when he looked at this sentence: "Yafei, I'm so touched. Brother Fan is so difficult."

Didi.

50000.

[Prepaid, thank you again later, Yafei!]
Chapter completed!