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"Ah, come on, don't be so desperate," Liang Wuxuan said, still in her pajamas and looking a bit dazed as she opened the door to see Yang Xiaoyou. She seemed somewhat helpless as she rubbed her head.
Her sexy shoulders shrugged slightly, causing her ample bosom to sway enticingly, exuding an alluring charm.
"Well, I’ve heard that you guys turn into monkeys for a while, so come on in. But remember, only three times at most," she said, pouting her seductive red lips, seemingly compromising.
"I really wish you wouldn't think so lewdly. You had too much fun yesterday; you should get some rest. I'm just here to let you know that I might be leaving the team for a while. Of course, I'll try to return before we head back, but if I can't make it on time, please don't delay just to wait for me."
"Although theoretically, Dubai is very safe, it's better to leave the Middle East area early. Here, take this for self-defense." Yang Xiaoyou rolled his eyes at the tempting enchantress and handed her a mini Silver Pistol.
"It's quite exquisite! Hehe, does this count as us exchanging tokens?" Liang Wuxuan played with the mini Silver Pistol in her hand without showing any signs of annoyance or worry from Yang Xiaoyou's words.
"Consider it a token then. This thing can be hidden and won't be detected during airport checks. It's very expensive, so don’t lose it." Leaning against the door with one hand, he teasingly lifted her smooth chin with the other and smiled.
Then he leaned in and kissed her soft red lips, savoring the moment.
The sound of 'smooch' echoed as their tongues intertwined.
After their lips parted, a silver thread lingered between them, hinting at a certain intimacy.
"Alright, if you don’t leave now, you might not be able to go at all," Liang Wuxuan said playfully as she shot him a glance filled with springtime warmth.
"Haha, I don't want to leave either. But you really need to rest now. Sleep well. And if anything happens, remember that your safety comes first."
"Oh, by the way, if I go, I'll accompany you to meet your great-grandfather." After turning around and waving goodbye, Yang Xiaoyou stepped into the open elevator.
"Safe travels!"
Liang Wuxuan waved lazily with one arm crossed over her chest as she leaned against the doorframe, watching the elevator doors close. She exuded a mix of allure and eeriness that made her incredibly tempting in her current outfit. Yang Xiaoyou felt an impulse to pry open the door and indulge himself further but managed to suppress it.
"Mr. Yang. Are you really not considering it?" As he exited the lobby, Yang Xiaoyou unexpectedly bumped into Your Highness, who had transformed into something akin to sticky taffy.
Their relationship had never been friendly; both held significant prejudices against each other. Yet sometimes people can be a bit masochistic; when he hadn’t dealt with him before, he was aggressive. But after putting him in his place once, he had turned into this meek version of himself.
"I only know that if you keep bothering me like this, I might just swat you like a fly. You should consider yourself lucky that I'm a vegetarian now." A sunny smile flashed across Yang Xiaoyou's face as he spoke gently but delivered words that made Roche feel like he had fallen into an ice pit.
Then, she walked straight out of the hotel, brushing past him.
At that moment, a loud roar of an engine filled the air. A blue convertible Lamborghini drifted slightly as it slid to a stop in front of the hotel, the scent of rubber wafting through the atmosphere.
In the driver's seat was a stunning Arabic woman dressed in a red leather outfit. She removed her sunglasses and, seeing Yang Xiaoyou approach with a backpack, said with some surprise, "Mr. Yang?"
"It's me. I didn't expect it to be a lady." Yang Xiaoyou was also taken aback by the person sent to pick him up. The Arabic culture is known for its strict gender segregation; even taxis have male drivers for male passengers and female drivers for female passengers. Even in an international city like Dubai, there are few exceptions.
The two individuals arranged by Hive Security Company were still on the private jet; these were the people sent by the employer to pick him up.
Since this mission was merely to assess the situation, the danger level should not be high. Yang Xiaoyou planned to gradually integrate into this circle under his assumed identity, making it easier to navigate certain issues in the future.
Of course, his role this time was not that of a combat operative. Perhaps the first step in this series of missions was non-combat in nature, which is why he was participating as part of the electronic technology and communications team.
"Come on in. I drive a bit fast, so be prepared," Afifah said casually after noticing that her passenger was younger than herself. She put her sunglasses back on. Although this member might not be as important as the other two arriving later that afternoon, being involved in such operations meant that Hive Security Company would not tarnish its reputation.
As soon as Yang Xiaoyou opened the door and took his seat in the passenger side, Afifah pressed down on the accelerator, shooting off with an ear-splitting roar from the engine.
Prince Roshe, who had been preparing to follow them out, inhaled some exhaust fumes and looked helplessly at the taillights of the departing car.
The overall prosperity of Dubai's highways is unmatched by any other city. However, transportation options are limited to private cars or taxis; public transport is not well-developed, and the metro system started late and is still under construction. The first line is expected to open later this year.
Although it started late, due to ample funding and advanced technology, once completed, Dubai's metro will be the longest driverless rapid transit system in the world.
On a sixteen-lane highway, the blue Lamborghini roared with power, overtaking vehicle after vehicle while creating an impressive sound.
"Not bad for someone in an administrative role," Afifah remarked as she noticed that beside her sat a somewhat refined young man who showed no signs of discomfort during their high-speed ride. He even took time to check a computer he had brought in his backpack. Afifah couldn't help but slow down a bit and smiled.
It must be noted that while Arabic countries produce vast amounts of oil, they also produce stunning women. However, due to their strict gender segregation, outsiders rarely have opportunities to interact with Arab beauties; their fame is not widespread.
At this moment, Yang Xiaoyou began to understand why the special operations agency of the United Arab Emirates would send such a delicate woman to pick him up. If nothing unexpected occurred, it seemed they were employing an old yet effective tactic: using beauty to extract information from him.
Of course, this allure wouldn't necessarily lead to anything more; after all, when ordinary men converse with beautiful women, their instinctive guard tends to lower somewhat. While he didn't expect to receive sensitive information easily, it would be simpler to uncover what could be disclosed within limits.
Yang Xiaoyou made no effort to conceal this phenomenon and subtly revealed some information in response to Afifah's probing questions.
This operation was purely motivated by the enticing rewards from the United Arab Emirates, as well as some personal interests that would follow. Therefore, Yang Xiaoyou had no qualms about revealing certain marginal information.
Afifah, who had been smoothly extracting information along the way, felt a flicker of triumph within. Initially, she thought she would need to find a place to park and conduct a more 'in-depth' investigation to gather the necessary intel. However, she managed to obtain it effortlessly, thanks to her professional language skills.
"I didn't expect you all to acquire such information this time; it seems part of the credit goes to you. That's quite impressive," Afifah remarked, having learned that Yang Xiaoyou was at Burj Dubai at that moment. She relayed the information back, subtly assisting in confirming some intelligence, speaking in a tone of praise as if it were a remarkable achievement.
However, in her heart, she believed that this inexperienced fellow was merely lucky. In normal circumstances, intelligence agencies operate without specific targets, relying on various agents and part-time informants to improvise. The fact that he happened to be at Burj Dubai at that time was simply fortuitous.
This shift in perspective completely removed Yang Xiaoyou from the incident involving the Burj Dubai transaction. In future dealings, his role would be defined as an informal informant for Hive Security Company, which would also help obscure Hive Security Company's own intelligence capabilities to avoid drawing too much attention.
The goodwill message from Hive Security Company temporarily tied together the interests of both sides; no one would sacrifice their substantial benefits for actions that harmed others without any gain.
In fact, it was precisely because both sides were negotiating an arms cooperation relationship with intertwined interests that the intelligence agency chose to hire this temporary ally. Without any vested interests, there was no guarantee that outsiders brought in for such matters wouldn't be treated like soft nails.
Meanwhile, in the passenger seat, Yang Xiaoyou yawned while looking out at the scenery, feeling somewhat bored. As the beautiful driver Heart looked down on his naivety and lack of experience, she couldn't help but think,
"He's just a fellow who hasn't been in the industry long enough; it's so easy to get him talking without any difficulty."
After selectively revealing some half-truths and showcasing his 'lack of experience,' Yang Xiaoyou skillfully gleaned some mission intel through her tone and occasional inquiries without raising suspicion.
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