The lazy Sheikh drove the G500 to the Emirates Palace, opening the door, getting out of the car, throwing the keys, and tipping the palace guards in one go. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Leave the guards messy in the wind with banknotes in their hands, inwardly: I'm not a hotel parking attendant......

The Sheikh is informal, with a white robe, a pair of slippers, and a blueprint for the "Internet City" in his mind, and he followed the secretary to the garden of the Emirates Palace and suddenly did not know, and it was strange how he came to the outside.

"The chief is over there, Your Highness." The secretary pointed it out to him.

The sheikh of Dubai was holding corn kernels in his hand and was concentrating on feeding a few peacocks beside him, one of which proudly unfolded the finch screen, and several dogs next to him also ran to join in the fun, a very leisurely scene.

"Father."

The Sheikh stood beside him, and the chief gave him a handful of corn and said, "How are you doing?" ”

Sheikh scattered some corn on the ground, and the peacocks came around to peck at it, and after looking at it with a smile, he replied: "I have been thinking of the most suitable comprehensive development plan for Dubai, and I have found a good framework." ”

"You've been really enthusiastic about your work lately, and you didn't care about politics before." The chief was more curious about the change in his child's personality.

Sheikh said calmly: "The injury made me think a lot, and I feel that I will be alive to do something meaningful, and I will not leave nothing." ”

"Makes sense." The chief nodded approvingly, "Say, what is it this time?" ”

"I want to build a cyber city, open to Internet and technology companies in Europe and the United States, and then train our local talents to build an Internet center in the Middle East."

"I heard that you want to increase the proportion of cities that are marketed online?"

"It's an inevitable trend, the impact of the Internet on people is becoming more and more significant, not to mention that I have the resources in my hands to achieve higher efficiency."

"I can't keep up with your train of thought." The chief had a headache, "Of course I support you in this regard, let it go, I want to see the kind of future you describe." ”

"Hmm." Sheikh nodded slightly, he knew that his trust had been raised, and that he would have to go through some words and examples to convince him for the kind of investment he had made in the past, but for now he had just a few words about the prospects.

The chief quickly focused the conversation on something else: "Stay for dinner, your mother and siblings want to see you." ”

"Okay." Sheikh has become accustomed to the role he plays.

After dinner, he also stayed in the Emirates Palace, and had a lot of dreams at night, in which he slept with a gold brick bigger than a person, but the trick was that the gold brick could be bitten with his mouth, and it was still chocolate when eaten.

"Chocolate?"

Sheikh was awakened by this cheating dream, only to find that it was already dark outside, and after opening the curtains with the remote control, the hot sun unique to Dubai shone in.

Grabbing his unkempt hair, Sheikh got up and went to the bathroom to wash up, and after getting dressed, he found the restaurant in this palace that could make people get lost.

Because she got up late, breakfast time had passed, but Princess Hurd was still there, and there was a beautiful little Lori sitting next to her, who seemed to be teasing a spotted cat.

"Brother?" Shama looked over.

Sheikh smiled and touched Lori's head, and the cat in her arms raised its head and barked - the movement of the hand stopped, and Sheikh suddenly realized that it was not a cat!

It's actually a little leopard!

At that time, Sheikh felt worthy of being a local tyrant, and even the pets at home were so chic.

Shama, the little girl, was very close to him, and raised the little leopard in her hand: "Brother, do you want to hold it?" ”

"May I?" Sheikh said so, but he couldn't wait to take over this little leopard, which was not much bigger than a flower cat, and held it in his arms, with a sense of accomplishment!

I have lived in the steel jungle all my life, and I have been to the zoo a few times at most, and I have seen leopards, but I have never been able to touch these cute little creatures with my own hands, let alone play with them in my arms.

When Princess Hurd saw Sheikh, a warm smile appeared on her face: "Stop playing, eat breakfast first, your body needs more nutrients now." ”

Hearing this, his nose was a little sour, he was actually alone in his previous life, but he didn't expect to feel this warmth many times in this life, and his strange resistance disappeared unconsciously.

"Hmm."

Sheikh came and sat down across from her, and the maid brought the prepared meal, which she thought was going to eat with her hands for an Arabic meal, but she didn't expect it to be a Western-style meal, with milk bread and poached eggs, knives and forks.

The princess watched him eat, and muttered: "I heard your father say that you stay up late to work before you get better, you are too impulsive, or you should bring more doctors and servants with you if you don't go out." ”

"Huh?"

The thinking of rich people Sheikh really doesn't understand, he can't learn it: "No need, my body is fine, and besides, no one works with doctors and servants, it will give people jokes." ”

"Is the joke important? As the crown prince, the future of the country is on your shoulders......" Princess Hurd is completely an ordinary mother at the moment.

Sheikh could only smile in and out of his left ear, and when the leopard in his arms saw that there was something to eat, he became restless, and he tried hard to burrow his head forward, staring longingly at the food on the table.

"It's hungry." Shama said, standing in her chair.

"Can I feed it milk?" Sheikh picked up the milk cup and signaled, and little Lori nodded: "But it just ate it in the morning, you can feed a little bit." ”

Listening to the milky voice of the little Lori, the Sheikh's voice also softened: "Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Princess!" ”

Shama supported her chin with both hands, and watched him feed the cat intently, Sheikh was not too dirty, and directly took the soup spoon to feed, and Princess Hurd, who stopped halfway through the nagging, saw it and hit him.

"Where's your table rule!"

"I'm sorry." Sheikh smiled, the little leopard was licking the milk in the spoon, and his cute satisfaction gave him a great sense of accomplishment.

Shama also laughed: "My brother was beaten!" ”

"You too, don't climb on the table!" Hurd had to remind her daughter, who was playing more and more, and she grinned and sat back down.

Hurd then looked at Sheikh, who had forgotten to eat his pet: "If you like it, you can also have one, didn't Salama say that she wouldn't have her?" ”

Shama crossed her hands on her hips, and the old man said, "She said that it was only black, and she put it back if it didn't look good at night, so she was really impatient." ”

"Black?" The Sheikh's attention was focused.

Hurd explained to him: "It's a black panther, it's more than two months old, and Salama wanted to learn how to raise a big cat at first, but the girl didn't have the energy to take care of it and gave up, and now it's in the hands of the breeder." ”

"Can I go and see it?" Sheikh had long heard that these local tyrants liked to raise pets, and he was also very envious when he saw the little leopard in Shama's arms so cute.

In other words, how can a local tyrant not have strange pets!

"Hey! Can't even take care of eating? Hurd sighed—Sheikh bowed his head and swept away everything in front of him, showing her the plates.

Hurd couldn't help him: "Then come with me." ”

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