At the Royal Dubai Airport at noon, the heat is unbearable, the air is stuffy, all the members of the UAE royal family braved the scorching sun, standing in two columns in front of a Boeing passenger plane, white robes, gold robes, and black robes decorated the empty airport runway. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

A super Lamborghini sports car, the world's only version of the handmade by local tycoons, drove into people's field of vision at a turtle speed of 20 miles, and all the royal family members craned their necks to watch.

"Here they are, here they are!" exclaimed Prince Haman excitedly.

"That's it. Sheikh Zayed wiped the sweat from his forehead, quickly put on a smile, and led a group of relatives and friends to meet him.

Before they could get to them, Ye Fan and Shen Jiayao jumped out of the car, and far away, this super heavyweight guest looked dissatisfied, as if the royal family owed him hundreds of millions of dollars.

"I said Lao Zha, your driver is also slamming the door, you can't save fuel like this, I walk upside down faster than he drives, twenty miles! Grandma's, the bus doesn't drive like this, if you are short of money, just say it, I will give you a loan of 10 billion yuan when you go back, and spend it casually. Ye Fan began to shout at the top of his voice.

Sheikh Zayed smiled wryly, this luxury car in a luxury car, no one has ever really driven it, it has only been exhibited three times, because it is made of pure gold, every kilometer traveled, two hundred grams of pure gold will be worn out, and the driver drove at a speed of twenty miles, it is really because he is afraid of excessive loss, where is he worried about gas money.

Besides, there's never a shortage of oil in Dubai!

"Alright, let's get on the plane! Shen Jiayao pouted, grabbed Ye Fan's arm, and forced him onto the boarding staircase.

Whew――

Sheikh Zayed looked at Ye Fan's figure and was really relieved, Allah, you can be regarded as sending this great god away! How much gold he has wasted in Dubai these days!

"Lao Zha, remember to get more money, and I'll be a guest again in time......" When the cabin door closed, a goodbye sound almost made Sheikh Zayed's eyes darken, and he fainted in the scorching sun......

A huge Boeing 777 passenger plane, which could have carried hundreds of passengers, was converted into a private sky villa by the UAE royal family, and the luxury and taste of it are not inferior to the super rooms of the Atlantis Hotel.

"Even the toilet is golden, tsk, what am I talking about, don't slaughter them hard, I don't know how big Uncle Ye's appetite is. Coming out of the bathroom with his pants, Ye Fan whistled triumphantly.

"Yes, they don't owe you. Shen Jiayao was half-lying on the crocodile sofa and was applying a miserable white mask to her face.

"Who said that the whole world owes me!" Ye Fan nodded to the sky and sat down on the executive chair, "Japanese, Russians, which one doesn't owe me love? Hand of God, Hongmen, U.S. Congress...... Hmph, pinch them to death one by one!"

"Okay, Mr. Ye, look at you, people go take a shower and sleep first, and then call me when they get to Los Angeles." Shen Jiayao put the mask on her face, got up and walked to the bedroom.

Ye Fan's eyes were cold

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