"His Royal Highness the Prince has been in a bad mood since the evening, you should pay more attention to all your answers!" At about nine o'clock in the evening, in the waiter duty room not far from Prince Khalid's residence in Prince Sultan's villa, a waiter who was about to get off work was quickly explaining the matters to be paid attention to with his colleagues who came to change shifts:

"Oh, by the way, Your Highness's dinner hasn't been eaten yet"

"Your Highness hasn't eaten dinner yet?" The waiter who came to take over was a little surprised, and he had been by Prince Khalid's side for some years, and in his memory, except for a few years ago, when Prince Sultan ordered Prince Khalid to cut off his relationship with a commoner woman and marry a princess of the United Arab Emirates, the stubborn and angry prince had the experience of not being able to eat for a day or two, and there had never been a similar situation at other times, and this could not help but make the successor waiter very puzzled, and couldn't help frowning and asking:

"Do you know why His Royal Highness the Prince is in a bad mood?"

"This has been the case since the secret conversation with General Musharraf of Pakistan in the afternoon, I don't know much about the specific situation, but it should be related to the current situation in general!" replied casually as the waiter who was about to leave work, then looked at the quartz clock that was ticking and walking, and then turned the conversation around and continued:

"Fifteen minutes ago, I went to ask His Highness if he had a meal, but His Highness refused, and you will ask again in fifteen minutes!" said the waiter, who was about to leave work, paused, opened the small notebook on the table, looked at it, and then continued:

"Oh, by the way, around six o'clock in the afternoon, His Royal Highness the Prince also received a letter from England, at that time His Royal Highness said that he would write a reply immediately, but so far the prince has not yet given any explanation, it is estimated that there will be relevant instructions later!"

The waiter who was about to take over nodded slightly: "Yes." I see."

"Jingle Bell~~Jingle Bell~~~" Before the waiter finished speaking, the bell of the intercom connecting Khalid's room rang rapidly, and the waiter who was about to take over quickly pressed the voice call button when he saw this, and then Prince Khalid's anxious voice rang out:

"Get me some soda and remember to add ice"

In a luxurious and comfortable bedroom, Saudi Prince Khalid sits at his desk. Holding a delicate parka pen in his hand and writing on a piece of white stationery, beside him and on the ground was a crumpled crumpled ball of stationery, at this moment Khalid suddenly stopped writing, and then looked at the neat lines of English font that had just been written on the letterhead, his already gloomy face became even more gloomy, and the big hand on the table crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it aside.

Then he picked up the glass of soda with ice cubes that the waiter had just served, and drank most of the glass in one go, but this glass of cold water did not relieve his depressed mood at this time. On the contrary, it was like an ice cube in a cup, firmly frozen in his heart, so that he couldn't let go of it for hours on end, let alone know what to do.

At a loss, he took the personal letter from England in his hand again, and signed the affectionate note: "Your alumnus of the Royal Military Academy of Sanchester, and a good friend forever, Brown!" I couldn't help muttering to myself:

"Do you really think of me as your best friend?"

After saying that, Khalid put down the letter in his hand again, and his gloomy face couldn't help but add a little unspeakable sadness. And then unconsciously, a trace of regret arose in my heart, I knew that the situation in Pakistan and Afghanistan was so complicated, I should not have listened to Brown's words and came to this troubled water!

But if he doesn't go, won't the other Saudi princes come? After all, there are seven or eight Saudi princes who can make friends with Brown. If he does not agree, won't the other princes be tempted by Brown's tempting conditions? You must know that the incumbent Saudi king is already terminally ill, and the Saudi royal family is surging in an undercurrent for this, and the powerful princes and princes are all trying their best to ascend to this supreme position, even the less powerful royal family members are running around. It is ready to win a more favorable position and interests for itself when the dynasty changes.

In such a situation, Brown will nod his head and agree to any prince he finds, because by doing so, he can not only take the opportunity to control the huge amount of aid funds, but also show his diplomatic skills, establish Saudi Arabia's prestige in the Muslim world, and more importantly, he can obtain the strong foreign aid of Britain as a backing, and then can improve his status in the Saudi royal family.

Even ordinary princes are inevitably excited, not to mention that he Khalid, who is recognized as the most outstanding prince of the third generation of the Saudi royal family, but what Khalid didn't expect is that the simple things that he thought were easy to capture were so complicated, not only Pakistan's ambiguous attitude towards giving up Chinese weapons and equipment ~ ambiguous, but now the Soviet Union has once again launched a clean-up operation against the Afghan resistance group, resulting in a precarious situation.

Under such circumstances, if you insist on your own opinion, you may delay unnecessary time and trap the Afghan resistance organization to death, which is contrary to the established policy of Saudi Arabia, and the top level of Saudi Arabia, including his father, Prince Sultan, will not allow such a thing to happen; if he seeks a compromise, it will be tantamount to bankrupting all the plans he advocates, and he will slap himself in the face, and after returning home, he will also be ridiculed and ridiculed by those fierce competitors in the royal family.

No matter what method is adopted, he Prince Khalid will be disgraced in the Saudi royal family from now on, let alone get involved in the king's throne in the future, even if he wants to hold an official position with real power, it is impossible for him to do it at that time, and then he can only do to be an idle prince who fights dogs and eagles all day and night, like his uncles and uncles and brothers and brothers.

"Do you really want to be an idle prince who holds a fortune all day long, eats and waits for death?" Khalid, who was already standing by the window at this time, looked up at the stars in the sky over Islamabad, and muttered involuntarily, knowing that since the day he became an adult, he Khalid had vowed to do something great, how could he be mediocre?

Thinking of this, Khalid's eyes as bright as an eagle looked at the dark night in the distance, and the scene when Musharraf, the head of Pakistan's armed forces intelligence, was leaving, like a movie clip, playing out frame by frame under the curtain between the sky:

"Is Musharraf's remarks credible? Does China really have no intention of interfering in Iran-Iraq affairs? Will it really go all out to help Pakistan regardless of its own difficulties? The most important thing is that according to the profound meaning of Musharraf's words, will its position in the Saudi royal family really be established through this matter?" Prince Khalid gently sipped the soda in the cup, while looking intently at the vast night sky, his mind couldn't help but turn quickly, and then accompanied by scenes of the past, Musharraf's last meaningful words unconsciously sounded in his heart:

"Your Royal Highness, China is now committed to domestic reform and economic construction, and has neither the time nor the energy to intervene in the Middle East and Iran-Iraq affairs, but China will do its best to help our difficulties in Pakistan, even if it is now facing the difficult situation of Sino-Vietnamese border conflict and Sino-Soviet border confrontation.

What's more, Pakistan and China still have land borders and strategic highways, and in an emergency, the required weapons and equipment can be quickly reached to the Pakistan-Afghanistan border in less than a week, while the same Western equipment needs nearly a month to be in place by sea, which is also obvious in the current situation of time on the front line in Afghanistan.

Of course, I know what Your Royal Highness is most worried about, and I can't say anything about it, but I still suggest that if Your Highness doesn't mind, you can indeed take the time to meet the Chinese, maybe he will give Your Highness a better plan for you, if Your Highness feels that it is not necessary, then it is another matter, but then again, it is okay to meet him, after all, there are no tangible interests involved between the two, and in this case, if there is a good way to meet all parties, wouldn't it be better"

"It's okay to see it, it's okay to see it, it's okay to see it" Thinking of Musharraf's parting words, the corners of Khalid's mouth also opened slightly, and he slowly repeated one of the sentences, as he spoke, Prince Khalid's eyes suddenly flashed like stars in the sky, and the big hand holding the water cup couldn't help but clench tighter, and his gloomy and sad face was replaced by a layer of firm determination, and the words that he had just whispered to himself became loud and unquestionable at this time:

"Anyway, things can't be any worse, since we can see it, let's see it!" With that, Khalid quickly turned around from the window, returned to his desk, grabbed the phone on the table, quickly dialed a long list of numbers, and when it was connected, he kept saying:

"General Musharraf, please make arrangements, tomorrow I want to go to Karachi"

At the same time, in a private lounge in the office of the director of the Pakistani Inter-Services Intelligence Building, Musharraf held the microphone in his hand and nodded with a smile:

"Okay, tomorrow morning at half past nine on the plane, I think Your Highness can meet him before the evening, I wish you a good night, Your Highness!"

After Musharraf hung up the phone, he couldn't help but raise his head to look at the thin Oriental man with sunglasses sitting opposite him, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face:

"Mr. Liu, Prince Khalid of Saudi Arabia has agreed, do you want to return to China immediately?"

"It should be no problem to have Xiao Lu to deal with, besides, I still have important things to deal with at hand, and I have to go back!" Saying that, the thin man with sunglasses stood up and stretched out his right hand to Musharraf, Musharraf also got up and shook his two big hands in mid-air, and the thin Oriental man took the black briefcase and left in a hurry (to be continued......