Reborn Dubai As A Prince

A week after Christmas.

Not long after the new year came, I said goodbye to Diana and returned to Farid in the imperial capital, and encountered something new—the royal family ushered in the first visitor of the new year, the rich man of the empire, the lackey of the female Magid, doing dirty work Azam.

At the same time, a major event quietly kicked off.

After the usual early morning exercise, the housekeeper Model informed Farid to meet his uncle Musa~.

The habit of the nobility is essential, so he could only change into a normal set of clothes before following the housekeeper to the door of the study on the second floor. From a distance, he saw Major Martinis standing upright at the closed door, keeping his eyes fixed. Model stopped in front of the door and said, "Your Highness, please come in-!"

"Please!" It seemed that Martinez was in charge this time. He pushed open the door and made a gesture. After Farid entered, he immediately closed the door and stood there with a blank expression as before. At the door of the room. Not to mention the strange Model, even if the lady came, she couldn't get in without permission.

Things matter.

There were only two people in the spacious study room, the curtains were half drawn, and the room was a little dark. Khalifa Musa was sitting behind the desk, with an open laptop lying aside, and the light from the screen shone on his serious face. Azam was sitting on the chair opposite him, and a cup of steaming black tea was placed on the small table in front of him. When Farid approached, he picked it up and took a sip.

Musa looked up at him and said, "Sit down wherever you want!"

"Sit on my side!" Azam looked at another antique carved soft chair beside him.

Farid sat down.

"I heard Charlie talk about the technology project you invested in yourself." Sure enough, Musa's tone was insightful when he opened his mouth, "Related to the development in recent years, your mother's importance to you, and you started to have feelings for me. Planning, I want to make an understanding of your direction today."

Farid nodded, nothing can be hidden from the family elders.

"You, the potential successor of the Al-Bremi family; Xiao Wang, the business tycoon; and me, the old guy who carried the banner for the royal family." Musa was calling the names, "Actually, I, Xiao Wang and your father Some people, all members of the fraternity, and we have a lot in common, we are trustworthy to each other now, and we will always be; but the fraternity has always been, and it won't always be!"

Azam dragged his chin and did not speak. Although Farid had doubts, but at present it was the elders who spoke, so he could only listen obediently. Likewise, he wondered what was going on so seriously this time. Part of it might be because of what someone was trying to do to him, but not entirely.

"Everyone will always have ambitions." Musa emphasized the tone of this sentence, "Someone is targeting us, intending to murder us and destroy the close alliance here... The role of the Brotherhood is still there, but the nature It is very different from decades ago! Times are changing, and we cannot cope with these changing rhythms with stubborn thinking. Want not to be eliminated

We have to go our own way!"

"I should have said so!" said Azam.

"At that time, Farid did not show enough ability to bear all this after all." Musa glanced at Farid, his face softened, "Now, the three of us can be divided into different styles, and I am good at Xiao Wang's business; Farid's outstanding talent. The combination of these aspects is enough for us to be independent again!"

"When the 'investment group' managed by Farid produced the latest batch of three-dimensional printers and successfully copied most of the existing individual weapons, I realized that the time had come, but the stage for us to show was too narrow. The identity of the group headed by us is still not strong enough."

As soon as Musa's words fell, he said to Farid: "That's what you've been concerned about. The 'ghost army' is not legal."

Farid nodded, it seems that today's matter has taken shape.

But Azam didn't give an answer, instead he asked Farid: "If you were given full power to make decisions, what method would you use to change this situation?"

"Me?" Farid thought for a while, and then said a set of plans in his mind: "It is not legal, so let's make it legal. There are many ways, the simplest is legislation. A certain country legislates and passes a bill establishing a foreign legion.

As soon as the words fell, both Azam and Musa had a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"Exactly?" Azam looked at him.

"Taking this country as an example, what path does legislation need to go through? The House of Representatives submits a bill and the Senate approves it unanimously, and the bill has full power. And the process has become clear. If the bill proposed by the House of Representatives is approved by the Senate, That settles the matter. But that's the crux of the matter, I know there are members of Congress who are connected to the fraternity, but it's not the majority."

"And what else?" Musa asked.

"If members of parliament disagree, then we can only find ways to get them to agree. Coercion is one way, but it only applies to a few people, and it is almost impossible to achieve it on a large scale. I have thought about it, what if it is driven by the environment? For example, a certain What issues make it necessary to pass this bill, and even the people support it? Members of Parliament represent the power of citizens, and when the voice of the people is loud enough, they will agree."

Farid thought for a while, and then said: "That's all I can think of, and there are more details, but we need to refer to the actual situation.

"Very good! Very good!" At this time, Azam and Musa actually applauded, and one could see the satisfied look on their faces.

"The broad directions you think of are similar to what we've discussed," Azzam said.

Moussa said: "The idea is indeed very good. I will say ours, in general, the approach is carried out by both light and dark. The final legislation is inevitable, but it is equivalent to changing part of a country's military organization. nature, so this process will be quite difficult and lengthy!"

"That can only be done in an unusual way." Farid said suddenly.

"Yes! The difficulty is only relative to the concept of ordinary people." Musa said approvingly, "What should I do if I want to make legislation? To put it bluntly, the process is as simple as submitting a bill, passing the bill until it is implemented, but the first consideration of the members is The most important thing is the distribution of benefits, followed by the will of the people.”

"After private discussions, members of parliament are a problem. At present, less than half of them will support the Brotherhood, and some of them will require us to pay a lot. But this is also under normal circumstances. If there are some special reasons Appear, there will be more people nodding."

It’s not enough to be able to handle nearly half of the congressmen? Farid found that he really underestimated the capabilities of the Brotherhood, which is almost equivalent to controlling the operation of a part of a country’s machinery! If other parties propose a bill, and the Brotherhood If all the MPs I support are vetoed, it is impossible for the bill to pass.

"The Ming way is to use these councilors who have received the favor of the Brotherhood to get them to agree. As for the secret, it depends on Charlie's good idea." Musa turned his attention to Azam.

Azam put down his teacup and began to say: "Although interpersonal relationships are important, due to partisan interests, there will inevitably be opposing opinions in Congress, and the reasons for the Foreign Legion Act are not sufficient, and the proposed bill is difficult to obtain. The approval of most people is because it is unnecessary. So we need to promote some things in the dark——at the same time take into account both interests and public opinion.”

...asking for flowers......

Farid thought for a while under Azam's gaze, and then he said: "If they want to make them feel the need of the Foreign Legion..... then it can only be a sense of crisis.

As we all know, due to the generally lazy character of the Arabs, the combat effectiveness of their army really needs to be talked about...or not. At the beginning of the century, the Arab army made a lot of jokes, and it was basically a war scum that gave away equipment.

"That's right, there must be a sense of crisis that makes them uneasy!" Azam nodded, he really liked Farid's temperament more and more, "What can create a sense of crisis? Threats to the safety of life and property. Obviously, the target is public security issues. What if they make a bigger incident and threaten the government, the public, and even the police will not be their opponents? If this is the case, coupled with the special geographical reasons , such as the autonomous region—the western Kurds, then the plan we want to implement will be even easier.”

If it is said that the Kurdish nation is indeed a long-term problem, it is a sore that cannot be solved for decades, and it will also fester the world, but Farid thinks that people like the Brotherhood will never appear As a matter of fact, Kurds can't do the army - what about mercenaries? If a group of mercenary-born guys become Kurds, the result can be imagined.

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Farid asked a question: "But this alone, it seems that the reason is not strong enough?"

"Indeed, in this plan, the voice of the people has also become an important item." Azzam said, "The local Kurdish residents once opposed the stationing of the imperial base. So far. It is still controlled by the Empire. But it will inevitably arouse some ambivalence."

"How do we get them to stand up and march against it emotionally?" Farid asked.

Azam shook his head and said: "That's why there is no clue yet. But the reason is very simple, if because of this military base, it brings danger and disaster to the local area, and some news media we support, regional congressmen Stand up and express your opposition a few times, what do you think will happen?"

"This is a way!" Farid's eyes lit up.

Moussa continued: "The local factors have already met the conditions for legislation, but at present we lack a more important military threat, and its driving force will be extremely huge. And when the public opinion reaches a certain level, Congress wants to ignore it. Impossible."

Azam thought for a while, and said: "There may be some clues. According to the activities of the 'Apocalypse' Corps in the peninsula, the current environment is relatively complicated, and the idea of ​​national self-reliance has always been there. Your Majesty will use force without fear of opposition. But conflicts that can be avoided should be eliminated in the bud. If there is trouble, there is a reason."

"It's easier when there's trouble," Moussa said.

Hearing this, Farid felt that the answer was close. He wants an independent military force that does not rely on the country. The current "Ghost Legion" has sufficient conditions, and it is not the Brotherhood that controls it, but the ambitious three sitting together now. Strictly speaking It's two people.

Azam and Farid as hope.

He didn't know what they were going to do with these military forces. Emperor Sahil didn't designate an heir, but the empire had factions, and the faction of the woman, Mejid, was very powerful. Although she had retired, she also swore to be loyal to her husband for life Intervene in the issue of heirs, but everyone under him has a future.

Their ambition gets things back on track again. .