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Chapter 1646 - 1478 Giving Up Treatment (Request Subscription!)

Chapter 1646: Chapter 1478 Giving Up Treatment (Request Subscription!)

Little gadgets?

Ayman chuckled wryly in his heart.

Perhaps for Tang Qing, it really is. After all, even if there are billions of business opportunities within, Tang Qing’s net worth is approaching 200 billion dollars. If it were him, he’d be just as calm.

Hmm.

Calm.

Can’t lose the face of the Saudi royal family.

"Any more?" Ayman rubbed his hands, wanting to try.

Tang Qing shook his head.

"I’m not hot, didn’t bring men’s."

Ayman was a bit disappointed and instead asked, "Then when will it go public?"

"Probably in a few years, it’s still in the experimental phase, the cost isn’t coming down." Tang Qing casually found an excuse, in fact, the cost of these clothes is indeed high, in the tens of thousands.

But that’s due to the lack of factory setup.

With a factory.

It can be reduced to the thousand-dollar level.

Spend a thousand.

Buy something cool in summer and warm in winter.

And with a lifespan of about ten years, it should have a market. In the short term, Tang Qing has no plans to make it a hundred-dollar commodity, this is meant to enhance Sheng Tang’s image.

Can’t sell it at cabbage price.

Moreover, these clothes can only be worn close to the body for now, they can’t be processed into flashy outerwear, easy to clean, one person actually only needs one, many years don’t need to buy again.

Selling it as cabbage is inappropriate.

"Such a pity, it’s really amazing."

Ayman praised.

This technology.

Awesome.

If it’s listed, it would definitely sweep the globe, also knowing it’s irrelevant with himself, their technology is already mature, only commercialization remains, no need for partners, even less need for help.

After lunch.

An entire afternoon.

They stayed here all the time.

According to logic.

Coming to Dubai.

Not visiting the Sailboat Hotel is also a regret, but Tang Qing doesn’t feel so, the place is glitzy but things are average, whether decoration or ingredients, there’s nothing noteworthy.

Sunset.

Backyard.

On the recliner.

A burst of commotion came, Tang Qing opened his eyes languidly.

He was not asleep.

But Ayman had a good nap.

"What’s going on?" Ayman mumbled.

Tang Qing looked towards the beach.

"Someone."

An entire afternoon.

This is the first time hearing outsiders’ voices, showing the ’desolation’ of this place, in the future, perhaps the villas on Delin Province side will be like this, wealthy people bought them and only come to play for a week or two a year.

This is a problem.

Lack of popularity.

Hmm.

Tang Qing indeed never considered this before, creating a villa area, making it like a deserted place. It looks like a solution needs to be devised, otherwise, the wealthy living there might feel uncomfortable.

Not in line with the concept of ’guest feels at home’.

"Hi, hello there."

A young westerner came to the backyard gate, accompanied by a group of beauties.

???

Ayman was puzzled.

There are girls.

Why come running to me? One, two, three, four, five, at a glance it’s clear what’s going on, a rich young man is playing with excitement, frankly speaking, Ayman doesn’t like this type at all.

Have money.

Don’t mess around.

Social ethos is messed up by such people.

"Hi."

Ayman waved his hand.

"I’m a resident of the villa next to you, stayed here for a week, villas in front and back are all empty, saw you guys for the first time today, would like to invite new neighbors, we are having a barbecue tonight."

The young man explained.

Nobody around.

Actually living here also feels awkward, went out to play for a day, came back to find a neighbor, should establish contact. Although a playboy, also knows people living here are not simple.

Didn’t ogle Lin Jiaxue and Maji.

Luckily his eyes follow rules.

Otherwise.

Tang Qing can make him more exciting, like playing a deserted island survival or something.

"Sorry, we are leaving tomorrow." Ayman politely refused.

Barbecue?

Nothing beats Tang Qing’s home meals.

"Then sorry for bothering."

The young man originally wanted to strive for acquaintance but suddenly felt an uncomfortable vibe here, he got a bit flustered, could only change his words, turning away with the models.

"These young people, don’t know restraint at all." Ayman shook his head.

...

The next day.

Morning.

The journey continued, ate lunch on the airplane before arriving at the next stop.

Egypt’s capital.

Cairo.

The scenery didn’t change much, still a city of loess soil. However, the Nile River is indeed very prominent, as a river flowing through Egypt’s south and north, it is truly Egypt’s mother river.

Almost all cities are along the Nile.

From north to south.

As long as it’s not rapids, are occupied, due to ninety-five percent of the area being desert, forcing the majority of Egypt’s population to survive along the Nile, making it quite crowded.

The car left the airport.

"No one clearing the trash either." Looking at both sides of the highway, Maji frowned.

Ayman helplessly shook his head.

Sighed, "Egypt, no longer the glory of the past."

"I came three years ago with only one feeling, dirty and messy. My father insisted I stay here for a month, later told me it was to make me understand how good Saudi is."

To Egypt.

Tang Qing only has one assessment: a country that has given up on treatment.

Dubai still knows to struggle.

Seek breakthroughs.

But Egypt has always been leisurely, organization capability is poor too. If it weren’t for the pyramids, probably the economy would be worse than now, food issues, poverty issues, education issues, administrative issues...

In the future, surely will have to take medicine prescribed by IMF.

What a pity.

The glory has fallen into dusk.

...

Half an hour later.

Pyramid of Khufu.

This is the only pyramid currently open for tourists to enter.

On one hand.

Out of respect for Pharaohs, after all, this is a tomb.

On the other hand.

Many pyramids are too small, can’t enter at all, don’t have conditions for visiting.

Bought the ticket.

Tang Qing went in for a stroll.

Unfortunately, cultural gaps let him only see the novelty, initially anticipated some mystery in pyramids, but nerve telekinesis fully covered, all he saw was ’the vicissitudes of history’.

Stepping out the door.

Someone led a camel over, invited up.

"This lady must be tired, riding a camel is more relaxing."

"No, thanks."

Lin Jiaxue stepped back.

"You go." Ayman waved his hand.

Seeing Ayman in white robes speak, the camel leader slightly bowed, led the camel away, such people are ones he can’t provoke.

"Maji has camels too, raised since young, very clean, can ride when the time comes." Seeing Lin Jiaxue’s reaction, Ayman thought she might have a cleanliness obsession, doesn’t like these public camels.

Afternoon.

They visited Egypt’s National Museum.

After viewing the museum’s treasures.

Directly left the country.

Because they didn’t plan to stay overnight here. If it weren’t for the renowned Pharaoh culture, Ayman wouldn’t step again onto this land, relatively speaking, Maji’s home in Algeria is much better.

As a saying goes.

Won’t know until you go abroad.

How good your own country is.

Just hygiene.

Has unmasked all Tang Qing’s expectations and image for this ancient civilized nation.

"How was it?"

"Never coming again."