I rake in eight trillion yuan a year by stalking people

Chapter 205 The Royal Family of Dubai
"Who are your competitors?" Since Zhang Yun is here, he must make an analysis of the forces here.

"Currently the biggest threat to me is Zheluofu, the deputy minister in the cabinet. He is the descendant of the king's uncle, and the closest blood relationship to the current king!
Secondly, there are three or four descendants of the king's grandfather and brothers. Among them, Harrow, the speaker of the parliament, is the most threatening, and there is another one who serves in the army, Major General Niros of the Royal Dubai Air Force! "

Zherov, Haro, and Neros are the three most threatening, and there are other potential competitors.

"You are really inconspicuous inside!"

Zhang Yun looked at Hamdan, but was also speechless.

The relationship between the great-grandfather's generation is indeed far apart. If the royal family follows the rules, he will definitely not be able to get involved. After all, he is only a councilor now, and he still gets there by virtue of his status as a royal family.

"Yes!" Hamdan was a little embarrassed, but he didn't want to participate in it at first, but he was too rich, and now all the princes are fighting for him and suppressing him at the same time.

If the king dies, his life is likely to be at risk.

On the surface, Deputy Prime Minister Zorov and Speaker Harrow are the most threatening, because they have the highest positions, but in fact Niros is the most threatening.

He is an army general, although only the air force.Of course, if it is the army, it is estimated that the other party will directly impose martial law on Dubai, and other princes will have no chance.

"What you have to do now is to reduce your sense of existence and let the most powerful three dogs bite the dog. If it really doesn't work, you can consider temporarily attaching to one of them, don't force yourself!"

Zhang Yun felt that he could have a lot of experience for Hamdan based on the history of the battle for the throne in China.

"Listen to the master!" Hamdan said with a low eyebrow. The only one who can help him now is the master. After all, he is tied to his own interests and is different from others.

After understanding the royal family structure with Hamdan, Zhang Yun came to Yuntian's subsidiary in Dubai.

The company's venue was found by Hamdan, and the location near the city center of Dubai is not bad.

Baojun already knew that Zhang Yun was coming to the company, so he greeted him under the company building.

"Mr. Zhang Zhang!"

When Bao Jun saw Zhang Yun, he stepped forward excitedly, intending to hug him, but finally let go of his embrace.

Zhang Yun took the initiative to step forward, hugged Bao Jun fiercely, and patted his back: "It's much stronger!"

"This time you come to Dubai, you have to stay longer. When it comes to Dubai, I am now more familiar than you!" Bao Jun said with a smile.

"No problem, let's go to the company first!"

Zhang Yun and Bao Jun walked towards the company building side by side, but Bao Jun consciously lagged behind by half a body, keeping close while adhering to the distinction between superiors and subordinates.

Seeing Baojun like this, Zhang Yun didn't think it was a bad thing, at least this character would not suffer, and he would be in charge of this in the future, so he felt relieved.

I took a look at the Dubai subsidiary, and then went to the Dubai New City construction site.

Zhang Yun was very satisfied when he saw the construction team in full swing.

However, the construction teams here are mainly workers from India and Pakistan, and some are from other Central Asian or Eastern European countries.

Zhang Yun saw the Huaxia workers who came to the construction site last year. Everyone was very motivated. After all, Zhang Yun was not the kind of capitalist with a sinister face, who paid more than 1 yuan in salary, and it was an eight-hour work system, including food and housing.

This treatment surpasses most domestic enterprises.

"President Zhang is here!"

A small foreman of the construction team shouted excitedly when he saw Zhang Yun.

Zhang Yun looked at the worker with a different hat, and instantly remembered that this was the worker who was driven away by Hanhai's manpower downstairs in the company that day, but he was already a small foreman.

"Hey, it's true, Mr. Zhang!"

"Hello, Mr. Zhang!"

"Hello, Mr. Zhang!"

The workers did not stop their work, but continued to work after saying hello!

Zhang Yun greeted with a smile, but he found that many foreign workers were in his construction team.

"Can we still recruit foreign workers?" Zhang Yun looked at Bao Jun and asked curiously.

Bao Jun smiled slightly: "Of course we can't find anyone locally with our salary, but workers in other poor countries see our wages and benefits, and then look at their own, and naturally feel dissatisfied!
Think about it, their salary is about 5000 to [-] yuan a month. The gap is too big, so they want to work with us, which also saves us from going back to recruit again! "

When Bao Jun said this, he understood that for the same job, the salary was three or four times worse, which would definitely make him feel uncomfortable.

"Mr. Zhang, go back, there is a lot of dust here!"

Baojun called to get out of the car, and the jeep drove over.

Zhang Yun got into the car, and then began to drive bumpily.

But not long after leaving, the car stopped.

Zhang Yun took a look and found more than a dozen cars in front of him. Many Indians got off the opposite car. The leader of the car had pale skin, which was different from other Indians.

The reason why we know they are Indians is because they speak English with a distinctive Indian accent.

"what happened?"

Zhang Yun looked at Bao Jun, who was not very good-looking beside him.

"Indians, we don't like each other!" Bao Jun seemed to know the reason.

"Is it about the workers?" Zhang Yun thought that there were many Indian workers in his construction site, and thought that this Indian company would not be so easy to talk to.

"What are you doing? Isn't there a road next to you? Why are you blocking us!"

Baojun got out of the car and negotiated in broken but understandable English.

Zhang Yun saw the opponent's convoy lined up, blocking their way back, obviously looking for faults.

"Huaxia people, this road does not belong to your family. You control how we get there. We are going to inspect the construction site now. Get out of the way quickly, or it will affect our project progress. Are you responsible?"

The white Indians came down and made gestures and speeches.

"I don't want to talk nonsense with you. I've already taken a video of your behavior. We don't want to make a mistake. Hurry up and get out of the way. Don't stop us from driving normally!"

Baojun is also reluctant to back down.

The white Indian waved his hand, and the Indians in a dozen cars took a few steps forward with shovels and steel rods. The intention was very clear, they would beat the Chinese if they didn't give way.

Bao Jun also clenched his fists angrily. He was not afraid of death, but if innocent people were injured here, he would feel guilty.

"Your Indian company is really brave!" Zhang Yun got out of the car and reprimanded in pure British English.

When the white Indians heard this, they thought it was someone from the suzerain country. But when they saw it, they found that it was a Chinese, and they immediately said contemptuously: "A Chinese who looks like a woman!"

No matter what the other party said about him, Zhang Yun said calmly, "Get out of the way!"

"No!" The Indian white man walked up to Zhang Yun and provocatively said.

Zhang Yun looked at the group of Indians and planned to penetrate alone, but he still felt that this was not good, because he seemed too abrupt.

"Bao Jun, shake people!"

Zhang Yun shouted.

(End of this chapter)