After speaking, the senior brother glanced at me and Singh, who were still standing in a daze, and his eyes lit up: "Hey, cece, Singh, do you know acquaintances who can speak Arabic and are willing to make some extra money......?"

Professor Emmerding seems to be more fond of technical talents, and gives us a lot of subsidies, but the salary for translators is really not "tempting" and "confusing".

I shrugged: "Not familiar. ”

"If I were a Muslim, I wouldn't want to go to the desert on the sixth day after a month of fasting," Singh said. Even if Ayub doesn't have a sister to get married, I 'quite understand' him. ”

I nodded in agreement. Of course, as far as I know, no matter what the situation is, Ayub will be able to escape, anyway, Dubai locals have no worries about food and clothing, so why make yourself too hard.

The two brothers wept and mourned, and although they knew that it would be useless, they still told Singh and me that if we meet the right person, don't forget to try to ask.

I answered verbally, and God knows who I could go to ask. I know two Arabs in total, Ayyub has rejected Professor Ayuddin, and Musa ......

For now, at least, he's still a thorn in my heart.

After all, I haven't seen him for half a month, is he okay? Perhaps our little 'interweaving' weave as thin as a cicada's wings has long been completely forgotten by him.

Dubai's night is always late, and sunset can be very long. The majestic building is warm and affectionate under the red light of the sunset, accompanied by the melodious sound of the salute, and it is actually a little approachable.

Ramadan, at the end of this proclamation, has finally come to an end.

Separated by bright stars and lights, the city has also grown into a growing popularity. As the sky darkens, the lights are still in full swing, and Muslims who have been watching for a month go out to celebrate the end of Ramadan.

Although it is a Muslim holiday, we outsiders are inevitably filled with joy. Lian Pian happily summoned me out with a phone call, and she said, "Xixi, tonight, let's go to the bar." ”

Bars are a very special place in Dubai.

Dubai is forbidden to alcohol, and it takes a lot of effort to get a liquor license even to buy alcohol, but it is in this kind of place that the bar actually thrives. What would such a religiously restricted bar look like? Curious and apprehensive, I said yes and got into a taxi and set off.

Located between the hotel and the beach, Barasdi's Bar is surrounded by swimming pools, palm trees and sandy beaches, with views of the Bay of Bo's within easy reach. The manicured lawn is lined with comfortable loungers for passers-by. If it weren't for the heat, I would have liked to lie on the lounge chair here and listen to the breath of the sea breeze and dissipate all the tiredness that had accumulated during the day. But not now, although the night has come, the heat outside is still hot and sweaty, and I just want to hurry indoors.

When he came to the 'door', Lian Pian tugged at my sleeve and said excitedly, "I have inquired before, today is happy hour at Barasti!"

"What do you mean by happy hour?"

Lian Pian's eyes lit up golden, rubbing his hands and explaining: "It's the time to serve drinks at a reduced price, and often nights like this are the highest time in the bar." She looked like she was about to laugh, rubbed it against me, and made a 'nymphomaniac' again, "Maybe...... I'm going to catch a handsome foreign guy tonight!"