Chapter 316 I can’t help but hold on to my drunk money!

(I can’t remember how much more I owe. Well, today it’s 10,000 yuan again. Anyway, I just want to thank Mr. Baiyin Da Meng ‘qiz’)

By the way, please give me a monthly pass!

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High above Riyadh, the golden sky palace circled in the sky and then began to slowly descend.

With a 'bang' sound, the landing gear landed heavily on the runway, and the Sky Palace taxied far away before slowly coming to a stop.

Fahd bin Abdul Aziz Al Saud…

King Fahd for short.

The king personally greeted Sean's arrival at the airport.

Theoretically, Sean is just a businessman, and even if he visits, it is impossible for Fahd, the king, to appear in person.

After all, last time Sean went to Lao Sa, Lao Sa's younger brother was responsible for welcoming him.

But, at that time, Sean didn’t have the truth in his hands.

Today's Sean is different from the past. It is just a protective fleet. Sean can point at all the Arab countries and shout, "Everyone here is rubbish!"

Yes, even if YL is added and the fleets from all Arab countries are integrated together, Sean can destroy them!

Standing on the hanging ladder, Sean waved to the flashing lights.

Walking to the hanging ladder, Sean hugged Fahd and hugged each other, and then hugged and greeted Fahd's younger brother one by one.

This is Sean's first time coming to Saudi Arabia, and also his first time meeting these big business owners in Saudi Arabia.

When you meet for the first time, be polite and give each other gifts.

Normally, giving gifts to each other comes later, but...

"My gift is a little special." Sean said with a smile.

"Oh, really, I'm very curious." Fahd smiled very reservedly. I, Fahd, the King of Saudi Arabia, the oil tycoon, the richest man,

one.

What gift have I never seen before?

The group of people walked to the back of the Golden Palace under the leadership of Sean. Compared with any gifts, Fahd and his brothers and children were more curious about the world's only sky palace converted from a large passenger aircraft.

Currently the most expensive means of transportation in the world, a private jet, is said to cost nearly US$200 million!

Of course, this is the publicity price agreed between Sean and Boeing. Due to some other terms, Sean actually spent far less.

The back door of the palace cabin opened, a steel structure gently sloped to the ground, and then the sound of the engine was heard.

A car drove out of the cabin.

Seeing the car, a group of people's eyes lit up. It wasn't that it was a rare car or a trailer, but it felt like it must be like this private jet, and those little ones of theirs were simply rubbish!

This is a fucking palace in the sky, and it has its own parking garage!

Just after the car body appeared halfway, everyone suddenly stretched their necks, their eyes widened, the huge white eyes were clearly visible, their mouths were opened wide, and they were so shocked that they couldn't make any sound.

A flatbed frame was dragged behind the car, and a green, round, thick, long, big guy with horizontal wings was stuck on the flatbed frame.

It was almost 2 meters thick with a wingspan of more than 3 meters. It was very long. I don’t know how long it was, but it was definitely over 15 meters. A behemoth was slowly pulled out of the cabin!

In order to install this big thing, Sean specially sent the Sky Palace to Boeing, opened up the original garage and warehouse, and made some minor modifications.

Well, just one million dollars...

That’s the 747. It’s no problem to install this on a fuselage that’s more than 70 meters long. If it’s a serious private jet, it’s not as long as this missile!

Fahd was completely stunned. I had never seen anything just now.

Now, I’ve never seen this before!

He grabbed Sean's arm and used force with his fingers. His face slowly turned red. What he knew was that he was excited. What he didn't know was that he thought he was excited...

"This, this, this!" Pointing at the super huge missile body, Fahd was a little incoherent.

"A small gift." Sean was very pretentious and stretched out his index finger and middle finger to make a gesture. The distance between the fingers was almost undetectable.

"Oh, my God, my friend, this, this, I just don't know how to say it, this, my God, by God, this is so surprising." Fahd held his head, and neither did the Saudi King.

, he has only seen this thing on TV.

Lao Sa next door also has one, and Fahd has seen it before, but he bets that it is definitely not as thick and big as this.

The entire missile was pulled out and the vehicle stopped. A group of people immediately gathered around and started to touch it.

What's this?

Is this a missile?

No, this is the truth!

Allah may not be able to calm down the enemy, but He can!

After a long time, Fahd calmed down, turned to look at Sean, and asked with eager eyes: "Is this true?"

"Of course not, this is just a shell. If it is loaded with fuel and warheads, the overall weight will be as high as 20 tons. It will be difficult for me to put it into my aircraft." Sean said with a smile.

A trace of disappointment flashed in Fahd's eyes, but he understood it immediately.

He was aware of the two missile treaties being negotiated, and the United States directly rejected his proposal to purchase missiles.

As an American, Sean cannot really send a missile to himself.

However, even if it is an empty shell, not everyone can get this thing.

To put it bluntly, there are not many people in the world who can independently complete this empty shell manufacturing technology.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. What is really important is the significance of Sean giving this gift, today when his plan to purchase missiles has been clearly rejected by the United States.

Fahd's palace was splendid, and the banquet was of the highest standard. However, everyone was a little absent-minded, and the thick and long guy they just saw always popped up in their minds from time to time.

Everyone is aware of the situation and realizes something.

The banquet ended a little hastily.

Sean, Fahd, his brother Prince Sultan, and Aziz Al Saud, the half-brother of King Fahd who is the first in line to succeed.

Four people sat across from each other in a conference room.

"I can see that King Fahd likes the little gift I gave him very much." Sean smiled and said, "I heard that the king mentioned buying missiles."

"Yes, unfortunately, the White House refused." Fahd sighed.

"Yes, the White House is leading the two treaty negotiations. As the leading party, it is impossible to sell missiles at this time. King, you know this."

"Yes." Fahd nodded.

"As far as I know, YL's planes always patrol the Persian Gulf with the purpose of attacking oil transport ships in Laos." Sean suddenly changed the topic, "Several oil tankers under my name have also encountered similar things.

, I don’t know what the situation is like in Saudi Arabia.”

Speaking of this, Fahd's face became a little ugly, "YL people should go to hell."

Since the end of the inter-war war, the oil transportation environment in the Persian Gulf has become very bad.

YL's aircraft frequently patrol the Persian Gulf, targeting oil tankers transporting oil from Laos, with the aim of cutting off Laos' economic source.

For this reason, many oil tankers in Saudi Arabia have also been damaged. Of course, the greater possibility is that they were blatantly bombed by mistake.

But so what!

Saudi Arabia's condemnation sounds like a noisy neighbor to YL. The most it gets is a wrong statement, and sometimes it is too lazy to say anything.

Heretics are more hateful than pagans. In the Arab world, although everyone believes in Allah, YL who adhere to different teachings are the number one enemy of the Middle East oil guys led by Saudi Arabia.

Both parties wished that the other party would die immediately.

Of course, YL would not dare to bomb a tanker flying the Umbrella Company flag.

Especially after Sean's consecutive conflicts with Ah San and Malai, Umbrella's resolute counterattack made the YL people have to calm down.

"I think Saudi Arabia should have some weapons that can scare countries where terrorism is prevalent," Sean said with a smile.

"We think so too, but the current international situation makes it difficult for us." Fahd stared into Sean's eyes and said slowly: "But I know, my friend, you must have brought good news.

Is it right!"

"Haha, of course, of course, you know, Rockefeller's friendship with Saudi Arabia goes back a long way."

This is true, the first oil well in Saudi Arabia was drilled by Rockefeller.

At that time, Fahd's father led 40 camel soldiers from Kuwait in 1901. In 1902, he attacked Rizhid and ascended to the throne.

It then took 30 years to unify Saudi Arabia, and it opposed Zionism and communism diplomatically. In 1933, it leased a large amount of land to Rockefeller, making Saudi Arabia a major oil producer and exporter.

"Of course, we are friends, always have been."

The two sides did not mention the subsequent nationalization movement and other games at all. At least for now, Rockefeller still has huge interests in Saudi Arabia.

"So, what's the good news? I can't wait." Fahd didn't mind showing his urgency. This is well known and there is no need to hide it.

"Currently, the only country that has the ability to produce ballistic missiles and is not involved in the two treaty negotiations led by the White House is China!" Sean leaned forward slightly and looked at Fahd with a smile.

Fahd raised his eyebrows. Of course they knew this, and they did have a plan to purchase ballistics from that big country in the east.

But the problem is that Fahd's father insists on being anti-G, and until now, Saudi Arabia has not established diplomatic relations with the east.

Moreover, even if we overcome these current obstacles, we will still have to face obstacles from the United States.

Now that this guy is here, don't try to hide it from the White House.

Seeing that Fahd remained silent, Sean smiled and continued: "The gift I just gave to King Fahd came from China. The Rockefeller family likes to make friends."

"Not only do we have many friends in the Middle East, but we also have very good relations with that big country in the east."
To be continued...