Chapter 150: with translation of chapter title

Someone from Sha is generous; if you go to someone from Sha's home as a guest and show your liking for something in his house, then before you leave, someone from Sha will definitely wrap that thing up and give it to you as a gift—even if you ask for his golden toilet, he will pry it loose and give it to you.

But, it is estimated that from now on, you will never again be invited to visit the other party's home as a guest.

Now, someone from Sha is filthy rich; even fighter jets costing forty million dollars each are of no concern to him, and he bought sixty-two in one go—this is only because the Americans refuse to sell more aircraft, whereas Iddo can only afford to purchase one- or two-million-dollar jets, and would even rather make sacrifices to achieve victory…

In such a situation, the face-conscious someone from Sha can only spend money! And in reality, they will also feel the pinch!

"Uncle Mashhadani, I think we should support Iddo!" Talal spoke up: "Although my pocket money is not much, I am also willing to donate it—enough to buy three aircraft for Iddo."

Several million in pocket money… is indeed not much; a marginalized prince is just miserable.

"I am also willing to donate three aircraft." Walid also spoke up; just now he had always been a nobody, but now he could finally show his stuff—however… after saying that, he felt it inappropriate, obviously someone from Sha doesn't want to spend money, and doing this himself, is it…?

"You are all good princes of someone from Sha!" Mashhadani said: "This matter needs the king's approval; I will hurry back to Riyadh to report personally to His Majesty."

"Thank you, Uncle Mashhadani!" Now it was Wadai's turn to get excited.

This trip to the East was just meant to be a bit of fun, but the result was buying back the fighter jets; I don't know yet whether Dad will be willing, but… if someone from Sha provides the money, Dad will definitely be very pleased! I have made another contribution!

Kuse also quickly expressed his gratitude; having an older brother around, he doesn't get many chances to perform, but his sparkling eyes looking at Qin Miao clearly show his immense admiration for Qin Miao.

"Comrade Qin Miao, we're back!" At that moment, Li Tian brought his wingman pilot and ran over; the two had just gone to the toilet, hastily eaten a few bites of food, and rushed over, still intending to give a rundown of the aircraft—looking at the situation now, it seems the introduction is finished?

"Hmm, we'll help fill up the fuel here; does this aircraft need routine maintenance?"

The operating cost of a fighter jet is high; it's not just about fuel, maintenance is also a major expense—generally speaking, for every hour flown in the sky, several hours of maintenance are needed on the ground.

"No need, the aircraft is in good condition; maintenance can be done after arriving in Iddo, and a maintenance detachment has already gone ahead." Li Tian said: "We just need to walk around the aircraft before boarding to check it."

Qin Miao nodded: "Well, after the fuel is topped up, you go ahead and fly; over there I may not be able to follow, after all, we still have the demonstration project for tactical surface-to-surface missiles…"

Qin Miao was merely saying that to Li Tian, but beside him, an officer from Sha's side exclaimed in surprise: "You also export surface-to-surface missiles?"

"Well, well…" Qin Miao felt a bit embarrassed, as if saying, if we knew there were Chinese speakers among you Sha folks, we definitely wouldn't have said that. Actually, this was obviously intentional! Sha needs what Qin Miao knows too well—a big Sky-Soaring Monkey costing one hundred million dollars each.

Mashhadani's eyes widened instantly: "Mr. Qin, and your wife as well—would you be interested in visiting Riyadh together as guests?"

"This…"

Qin Miao's gaze turned to Wadai, who quickly waved his hands: "Go, go, Qin; after seeing His Majesty, say more about our needs."

For them to go to Sha themselves and beg for money would not be good; the Eastern friends are a third party, viewing the issue from a third-party perspective makes it more objective and persuasive!

"Hmm, I will do my best."

"I'll go too!" Talal spoke up.

Although he is a marginalized prince, he is still a member of the royal family and has ambition; since we are talking about fighter jets, he can certainly get involved.

Walid also wanted to tag along for the fun, in case there might be some business opportunity; however… his family is somewhat embarrassed, so he feels a bit awkward.

Just then, Qin Miao glanced at him: "Your Highness Walid, you are also a prince—would you like to come along?"

"Sure." Walid was delighted.

Sports cars are not suitable for long trips, so everyone piled into the bus, with full air conditioning and spacious seats—sitting there is a pleasure.

"Your Highness Walid, how did you end up together with Your Highness Talal?"

"Well… I actually heard that a new batch of fighter jets had arrived at the base, so we need to build some hangars, therefore…"

Walid made his fortune in construction, i. e., real estate; he came over here hoping to pick up a contract.

"This fertile water shouldn't flow to outsiders' fields; Your Highness Mashhadani probably has no objection, right?"

Mashhadani nodded: "Of course no objection; this project is contracted to you!"

Walid was overjoyed; if he had said it himself, he couldn't have gotten the contract, but Qin Miao's single sentence got Mashhadani to agree! This brother is really something!

"Do you only do construction business?"

"Of course not; I also dabble in other businesses."

"What about daily necessities? Thermoses, washbasins, flashlights, and such…"

"I haven't really dealt with those businesses yet, but I know that here in Sha's territory, daily goods are all imported from Europe, you Easterners…"

"We Easterners also have related products, and they are cheap and top-notch in quality, Miaomiao!"

Chu Miaomiao immediately grabbed her suitcase from behind, opened it, and pulled out… a red thermos, aluminum shell, red paint, with a painted bird pattern on it, looking very pretty, plus a large square character that nobody recognizes.

"This is our Eastern brand Lu-pai thermos, top quality, good-looking…"

"Indeed very pretty." Mashhadani became interested, took it, and examined it carefully.

"Your Highness Mashhadani, since you like it, this thermos is a gift for you!"

"That won't do…"

"This is just a small gift, not much; come, look at this—our Eastern tulip-bone paper-faced folding fan."

Qin Miao said, and with a swish opened it—the artwork is exquisite, the bamboo ribs are sturdy, and most importantly, it's also practical here!

After opening it, Qin Miao waved it twice, and a cool sensation came; Talal widened his eyes: "Not bad, not bad, really not bad!"

"Your Highness Talal, this fan is a gift for you!"

"No, I have to buy it!"

"Are we friends? How can friends talk about money? That's too distant!"

"Come, take a look at this—our Eastern-made flashlight…"