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Chapter 223 The God of Wealth, External Aid!

Chapter 223 The God of Wealth, External Aid! (First Update!)

This sudden phone call left Lin Yi feeling completely bewildered.

The word "Crown Prince," when combined with the Middle East and the Arab element, carries a unique meaning.

To date, there are seven countries in the Middle East that still retain the titles of king and crown prince.

These seven countries still need to be further subdivided into systems.

First, there are absolute monarchies, where the king holds real power. These include Saudi Arabia, Oman, and the United Arab Emirates. In the UAE, each king can only control his own emirate.

Then there are constitutional monarchies, namely Jordan, Kuwait, Bahrain, and Qatar.

In these countries, the king's power is relatively small.

The crown prince is the next successor in these countries.

However, I have no connection with these people, nor could I possibly have one!
How could anyone possibly come looking for me?

Damn it, I need to find a way to lure little Sader over here and get a good look into what he's been up to.

With a long sigh and a composed mindset, Lin Yi gripped his phone, went out, and went downstairs.

As he walked out of the office building, before he even reached the guardhouse, he saw the car parked in front of it.

Maybach 62.

Maybach was the second most expensive model launched during the Daimler Group era.

The base model is priced at $43, excluding optional extras. If you add the luxury options, the price will go up even further.

In China, the price of this car, including tax, ranges from 900 million to 1200 million yuan, placing it among the top-tier luxury cars.

Based on this car, Daimler Group also launched the Maybach 62 Landaulet custom model.

Starting price is approximately $135 million, and it is a limited edition worldwide.

The Maybach 62 parked at the entrance didn't have a license plate yet; it was still using a temporary one.

Upon seeing the car, Lin Yi knew that the person who had arrived was a real person, not a fraudster or a bot.

Beside the car stood a young man dressed in a white silk robe who, at first glance, looked very similar to Khalid and his companions.

In front of the small guardhouse, with this young man at the center, Han Shunfa and five security guards from the security department are on the left.

To the right were five tall, burly men in black suits, who were looking at Han Shunfa and the five security guards behind him with wary expressions, as if they had spotted some kind of enemy.

Lin Yi didn't try to hide his footsteps; his leather shoes clattered on the ground.

The noise startled a group of people in front of the guardhouse, especially the young man.

He glanced at Lin Yi first, then took out a photo from his pocket, looked at it, and then put it away. He then opened Lin Yi's arms and called out in a strange tone:
"friend!"

Having dealt with Arabs in his previous life, Lin Yi naturally recognized this as a cheek kiss, a customary greeting among Arabs.

This kind of etiquette is generally used when two people of the same sex who are close friends meet.

The fact that the other party used this courtesy at least indicates that they had no malicious intent.

You can't hit a smiling face. The other person smiled and opened his arms to call him "friend," so Lin Yi couldn't go forward with a cold expression.

He glanced at the person to make sure they weren't hiding any weapons before smiling and walking over with open arms.
"friend!"

After their cheek-to-cheek contact, the two released their embrace. Lin Yi then pointed to the office building, gesturing for the other to follow.

Rashid naturally recognized the simplest gestures. He tilted his head, then took a step forward, followed closely by the five security guards carrying boxes.

The intimate actions of the two left Han Shunfa and the others stunned.

Several security guards directed the driver of the Maybach 62 to drive into the parking lot and park it. They then returned to the guardhouse and, looking at the office building, asked Han Shunfa:
"Does the boss have that many friends?"

No sooner had one person finished asking than another joked:
"Oh no, Brother Shunfa has kept the boss's friend out."

"I think he'll get fired tomorrow for stepping in with his left foot first."

"Brother Shunfa, don't be afraid. Anyway, you eat, drink, and relieve yourself at the company. You don't need to worry about whether your left foot or right foot will step in first."

The group's incessant chatter annoyed Han Shunfa, who slapped his hand and shouted, "Get out!"

I walked to the office door.

Lin Yi walked in first, while Rashid stopped in front of the door, turned around, took the box from the security personnel, gave a few instructions, and then five security personnel turned around in front of the door, two on the left and three on the right, guarding the door like gatekeepers.

Lin Yi didn't care about their arrangements.

After settling everyone down on the sofa and serving them a cup of black tea, he composed himself before smiling and asking in Arabic:
"Friend, what is your surname?"

While asking the question, he casually took out his phone, snapped a photo, and sent it to Sadr.

"Rashid, Crown Prince of Dubai, UAE!" Rashid sat on the sofa, his back ramrod straight, like a well-behaved student listening to a teacher's lecture.

While answering Lin Yi's question, he was also sizing up Lin Yi.

Unlike Arabs, Chinese people don't like to grow beards, so he couldn't tell Lin Yi's age. The only thing he could say was that the man was very young.

They might even be younger than me!

The thought that people of his age were already navigating international affairs, and then thinking about himself, made Rashid feel inexplicably embarrassed.

He finally understood why his father had asked him to come over.

Coming to his senses, Rashid noticed that Lin Yi was frowning as he looked at his phone.

Every now and then, that gaze would fall on him.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, he raised his hand and placed the suitcase he had been carrying on the coffee table, entered the password to open it, and then spun the suitcase so that the open suitcase was facing Lin Yi.

Before Lin Yi could speak, he said first, "The reason I came here this time is actually to apologize to Mr. Lin."

“The review process for the Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition we organized was not rigorous enough. The relevant officials had the wrong mindset and, under the interference of others, added the name of Xiaomi Heavy Industry to the exhibition.”

"This has caused inconvenience to Mr. Lin."

“We have dealt with that person, and from him we have learned who was directing him.”

"These documents on the left side of the box are his statement at the time."

"According to the confession, it was Saudi Arabia."

puff--

Upon learning that Saudi Arabia was behind it, Lin Yi nearly coughed up blood.

After taking a deep breath, he sent a message to the person on the other end of the phone:
Saudi Arabia

After sending the message, he looked at the person in front of him who had verified his identity.

At this moment, Rashid spoke again, rummaging through his suitcase as he spoke:

"To express our apology, my father asked me to bring him an investment contract worth $5 million."

"As long as you sign your name, Mr. Lin, the 5 million yuan will be transferred to your company account."

"no strings attached!"

Having done business with Arabs in his previous life, Lin Yi had heard about the gossip surrounding these royal families and knew they were very wealthy. However, he never expected that these people would be this rich, and that this pie would fall into his lap so quickly and so easily.

If I were to take 5 million US dollars to Qin Chao and tell him that I wanted to invest this money in Suzhou...

He has to treat himself like a god of wealth!
Money can be tempting, but Lin Yi is a seasoned veteran.

His gaze lingered on the contract Rashid produced for only a moment before returning to Rashid's face:

"Then Mr. Rashid, please tell me, why are you doing this?"

"Logically speaking, someone as unknown as me is really not worthy of your generous gift."

"Mr. Lin is too kind!" Rashid took all the documents out of his briefcase and laid them out on the coffee table. He ran his fingers over each document, finally landing on the last one, the invitation.

He tapped the invitation with his fingers, opened it, and handed it to Lin Yi: "The explosion at Port Eilat has already proven Mr. Lin's strength to us."

"I apologize, but a mere $5 million is not worth mentioning."

"My father originally planned to apologize with $10 billion."

"But Uncle Zayed said that the bigger the tree, the more the wind will blow against it, and if we give you $10 billion, it might attract the attention of other people."

"Therefore, we have temporarily set the investment amount at $5 million."

"As for this invitation, it is an invitation to the Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition that we will be holding on April 13."

“We very much hope that Mr. Lin and your Xiaomi Heavy Industry can participate in this defense exhibition.”

At this moment, Lin Yi rested his elbow on the sofa armrest and supported his forehead with his hand, unsure whether to cry or laugh.

The Eilat explosion happened not long ago, so he remembers the details perfectly.

He clearly remembered that the Saudi king had told him, with a thud, that only a handful of people knew about this information.

Heaven knows, Earth knows, you know, and I know!
Now, damn it, everyone knows!
These Arabs really know how to keep their mouths shut.

It really is like a bottle, easily broken and easily spilled.

Lin Yi rubbed his temples and frowned as he said:
"I will not participate in this so-called international defense exhibition."

“I have some things to do right now, and the schedules conflict. I also don’t have enough people to handle everything.”

"Now I want to know, who told you about Eilat?"

The atmosphere became somewhat heavy at this moment. Rashid opened his mouth and uttered a name without hesitation: "Said!"

After uttering the name, he quickly added, "He said it himself when he was bragging to my father."

"Moreover, this time he sent his brother, Saudi Minister of Investment and Development, Sall."

"But because of his high status, he went through the diplomatic visit process."

"I beat them to it."

At this point, Rashid smiled smugly. He was laughing happily, but Lin Yi couldn't bring himself to laugh.

It's over now!
The security personnel are definitely outside!

He rubbed his temples and quickly put the matter out of his mind. Whether he faced death sooner or later, it was all the same; the sooner he died, the sooner he could be reborn.

He sighed and took the documents from Rashid's hand.

The first document I looked at was the confession.

He went through the entire statement and saw a familiar name in it.

Or rather, it's not so much that I'm familiar with it, but rather that I've just heard of it.

【Sall!】

Lin Yi smiled as he gently traced the name with his fingers. If the man didn't come, there was nothing he could do about it, but if he did come, he would definitely give him a good thrashing.

Let's get some money out of them first!

Having memorized the entire confession, Lin Yi turned around and returned the document to Rashid.

He then picked up the investment contract and read it from beginning to end.

Just as Rashid said, there were no additional conditions attached to the investment agreement.

All you need is the corporate account number, the bank's address, and the corresponding bank code.

Lin Yi knew all of this. He took a pen and quickly wrote down his name, filled in the corporate account information, and the corresponding bank code.

Turning around, the document returned to Rashid's hands.

Rashid left the invitation behind, put all the other documents into the safe, locked it with the combination, and then asked Lin Yi with a curious look:
“Mr. Lin, you just said that the Abu Dhabi International Defence Exhibition conflicts with your schedule.”

"May I hear what it is about?"

"I know this might be a bit presumptuous."

"But if you tell us, Mr. Lin, we might be able to help."

These words put Lin Yi in a difficult position.

As the saying goes, you can't hit someone who's smiling, so you definitely shouldn't hit the God of Wealth.

They just gave us $500 million without saying a word.

He turned around and kicked the person away; that was really...

That's really inhumane.

At the very least, you should take the God of Wealth for a walk and a stroll.

Moreover, with the UAE involved, it would be easier and more convenient for them to manipulate the market if they followed orders.

If Saudi Arabia could be brought in as well, the funding would be even more abundant.

It can smash a person's head to pieces!

The problem is that they've already reached into the pockets of those professional lithium miners. $3000 million per company is their limit; any more and they're no longer in their league.

Moreover, given the UAE's usual practices, their investment must be substantial.

Most small companies simply cannot withstand it.

Get a big company.

After frowning and thinking for a long time, Lin Yi raised his face and looked at Rashid opposite him:

Are you interested in investing in mining?

Upon hearing this, Rashid tilted his head in agreement, seemingly pondering why Lin Yi wanted to invest in mining.

Before he could even ask, Lin Yi immediately explained:
"Since you're here, you should know about the electrode material I have, and you should also know that our paper submitted to Science was posted on their official website to mock us."

"Next, I will have my research team respond to their mockery."

"Once the response begins, the raw materials involved in this electrode material will definitely increase in price, and the increase in raw material prices will drive up the stock prices of mining companies that produce these raw materials."

"I have already acquired several companies related to lithium mining."

"Besides lithium, batteries also contain metals such as nickel and cobalt."

"If you're not afraid, you can follow suit, buy shares in these companies, and then wait for the price to rise."

"If you don't know which ones to buy, I have a list here."

After explaining, Lin Yi returned to his computer, turned it on, found a document, and printed it.

With a creaking sound from the printer, a list was ejected.

A few seconds later, the list fell into Rashid's hands.

Norilsk Nickel, London Stock Exchange!

Vale, New York Stock Exchange!

Glencore, London Stock Exchange!

BHP Billiton, London Stock Exchange, New York Stock Exchange!

As Rashid focused his attention on the list, Lin Yi refilled his teacup and added: