Chapter 425: Arrival in Saudi Arabia
The next day, Basalt packed his luggage and got up early, arriving promptly at the entrance of Hongqiao Airport by taxi.
At the entrance, a blonde female secretary wearing black stockings and high heels had been waiting for a long time, presenting a beautiful scenery. Male passengers passing by, including taxi drivers, couldn't help but look at her.
"Let's go in; the boss is already waiting inside!"
The blonde secretary, Angie, waved to Basalt, a rare smile on her face. Basalt was a trainer her boss valued highly, so naturally, she had to build a good relationship and dared not put on airs.
"Oh, oh, okay!" Basalt quickly followed.
Seeing this, the surrounding men felt a burst of sourness in their mouths, envious beyond words. But what they didn't know was that Basalt also felt sour, truly envying Abdullah.
However, Basalt soon realized he was too young. Secretary Angie was just a small appetizer.
Walking through the VIP channel into the airport, Basalt didn't need to check in, and the plane he boarded wasn't an ordinary commercial airliner but a uniquely designed private jet. Just looking at the exterior, Basalt knew this plane cost a fortune.
Entering the plane, the interior decoration confirmed Basalt's thoughts. Soft carpets, comfortable sofas, high-end liquor everywhere, and... a group of cute young ladies dressed in maid outfits.
"Welcome!"
Seeing Basalt, the maid ladies bowed in unison, their movements synchronized.
"What the f*ck..."
Basalt's eyes widened. He knew Abdullah's private life was extremely extravagant, but he didn't expect it to be this extravagant.
Young ladies from all over the world, with different skin tones and ethnicities, all with beautiful faces not inferior to Angie, numbering at least a dozen. And Basalt was the only male in this cabin besides Abdullah!
"Basalt is here? Come sit, come sit!"
Sitting on the sofa, intently looking at his laptop, Abdullah looked up and saw Basalt, quickly inviting him to sit next to him.
Thus, Basalt sat beside Abdullah, amidst the pile of beauties. On his left was a white girl wearing bunny ears, and on his right was a black girl wearing cat ears. However, the black girl seemed mixed-race; her skin wasn't as dark as a purebred black person's. Crucially, her beauty was off the charts! Indeed, ugliness had nothing to do with skin color. As long as the beauty was sufficient, height, skin color, chest size, leg thickness, or weight could all be overlooked!
After Basalt sat down, both the black and white girls smiled sweetly at him.
"This guy Abdullah, testing cadres with this?" Basalt snorted coldly. "What kind of person does he take me for?"
In this instant, Master Shen Tu's warning echoed in Basalt's mind, feeling deafening.
So, ignoring the resentful looks of the cat and bunny girls, Basalt reached out and pushed them away slightly.
Sugar-coated bullets, don't dream of corrupting my noble character!
Seeing this, Abdullah, pretending to look at the screen, couldn't help but regard Basalt with higher esteem. Basalt's resolve was indeed firm! No wonder he could achieve his current success at such a young age. Unlike himself, who felt uncomfortable if not accompanied by beauties for a day.
Stretching his neck to look at Abdullah's laptop screen, Basalt saw charts, line graphs, and text, accompanied by colorful illustrations.
"Such a huge group, yet a small project of a hundred million needs my personal approval? What are those professional managers doing?"
Abdullah muttered complaints, venting his dissatisfaction. Because of this, he had to spend an hour every day handling affairs, preventing him from focusing on Pokémon training and making babies.
Basalt pretended not to hear and couldn't be bothered to speak.
Soon, the plane took off. At this moment, Abdullah also finished his trivial work.
He looked at Basalt, who was sitting upright and meticulous, and laughed, "Basalt, your achievements surprised me greatly. You actually won the Second Division MVP title. In another year, I'm afraid even I won't be your match."
Abdullah's face showed a sigh. When they first met, Basalt was just a freshman with decent strength. But less than a year later, Basalt was about to conquer the Second Division League.
And Abdullah? Although he was a star player in China's First Division League, limited by his identity and suffering from a lack of high-end inheritance, even with his Pokémon's species advantages, his ranking in the First Division wasn't even in the top ten.
"Boss, don't be modest. You have the 'money' ability!" Basalt teased.
"You guy..." Abdullah smiled and didn't refute.
The Saudi Royal Family lacked everything but money; no one could deny this. But what Basalt didn't know was that no amount of money could buy strategic resources and top-tier cultivation manuals, which was Saudi Arabia's helplessness. No matter how rich they were, they could only rank third-rate globally, a proper small country alliance. Because the five major alliances would never allow a new alliance with money and strength to rise; this was a global consensus.
"Alright, let's not talk about this. When we arrive in Saudi Arabia, I'll arrange for you to rest in Riyadh first, then submit a request to my Father King for you to enter the Holy Land Mecca. I've already greeted them in advance; the request won't be refused, rest assured."
Abdullah patted Basalt's shoulder.
Greetings had been made in advance; this was just an official formal proposal, purely procedural.
Holy Land Mecca was both an important city in the Saudi Alliance and the name of a secret realm. The Mecca Secret Realm housed rare Pokémon collected by the Saudi Royal Family over the years, cared for by Pokémon Breeding Masters. It was an important bargaining chip for the Saudi Alliance to navigate international relations.
Basalt didn't care or worry about this. Even if Abdullah wanted to renege on the pseudo-legendary, Director Mori of the Weather Bureau wouldn't agree, okay?
He only cared about one thing now: accommodation.
Basalt blinked, stammering with embarrassment, "Boss, will you arrange for me to stay at the Emirates Palace Hotel?"
The Emirates Palace Hotel was the best hotel in the world, with exorbitant costs. But with Abdullah's wealth, surely he wouldn't mind this small expense; it was just a sprinkle of water!
Unexpectedly, Abdullah was stunned and said, "We are going to the Saudi Alliance. The Emirates Palace Hotel is in Dubai of the UAE Alliance; the two places are over a thousand kilometers apart!"
"But if you want to stay there, I can arrange it for you too!" Abdullah added at the end.
"Huh?"
Now it was Basalt's turn to be stunned.
Damn, mixed it up! He had always thought Dubai was the capital of the Saudi Alliance. This time, he suffered from a lack of culture!
"Cough, cough, cough... if it's too far, forget it!" Basalt could only use coughing to mask his embarrassment. Fortunately, Abdullah didn't seem to notice the issue.
Under the meticulous service of the ladies, time flew by. Basalt just had lunch and took a nap, and the plane had already landed at Riyadh Airport.
Immediately, a dozen luxury cars were waiting under the plane. The leader was a young man similar in age to Abdullah and resembling him by thirty or forty percent.
However, when the young man spoke, Basalt almost lost his composure again.
"Uncle Abdullah, welcome home!"
The young man gave Abdullah a big hug.
"Uncle?"
Basalt's mouth twitched slightly.
Can only say, your circle is really messy! Relationships are so damn complicated!
"Basalt, let me introduce you. This is Alka, my cousin's son. He is my supporter and an important manager of my assets in Saudi Arabia."
After introducing Alka to Basalt, Abdullah said to both, "I have to report on my duties later. Alka, Basalt is in your care. Take good care of him; don't make any mistakes."
"Basalt, Alka is my confidant; you can trust him absolutely. While I'm away, try not to go out; stay in the hotel."
Abdullah looked at Basalt and specifically instructed him again.
Basalt raised an eyebrow, smelling something different. But as a guest, he couldn't say much.
Soon, Abdullah left with the ladies. And Basalt, led by Alka, checked into a luxury hotel.
However, along the way, Basalt noticed Alka stealing glances at him from time to time, instantly giving him goosebumps. Do these rich people have some special hobbies?
"Is there something wrong?" Basalt looked at Alka, warning in his eyes.
"No... nothing!" Alka waved his hands hurriedly but whispered, "My uncle told me to take good care of you and, if there's a chance, to ask you more about Pokémon training. But... I really don't see how strong you are! You look even younger than me."
Alka looked suspicious.
Hearing this, Basalt breathed a sigh of relief. Brother, you should have said so earlier; made me so nervous.
But soon, Alka changed the subject again, "However, my uncle's judgment of people is incredibly accurate, far better than mine; he rarely makes mistakes."
"So I was thinking, how about we have a battle? This way, I can verify the doubts in my heart and deepen our understanding of each other through battle."
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