At the start, I tricked the school beauty, and ended up with twins?

Everyone's expression was one of shock.

Lance is so cruel! For those who don't eat cilantro, wouldn't this be a fate worse than death?

Only Prince Weitu still looked puzzled, not understanding the gist of what Lance was talking about.

"What are you... talking about? Why don't I understand? Why would you send someone who doesn't eat cilantro into the desert to plant it?"

Prince Weitu pondered for a long time but couldn't figure out why.

"Mr. Prince, in this world there are only two kinds of people, those who eat cilantro and those who don't."

Lance continued to be mysterious.

"Haha, Mr. Weitu, you will soon find out. I really want to know whether you belong to the cilantro club or not!"

Chen Tian laughed heartily.

Including Gu Yu, everyone was now looking forward to finding out whether the youngest rich man in Dubai eats cilantro or not!

"You guys... are so strange..."

Prince Weitu, seeing the expectant looks of anticipation in everyone's eyes, couldn't shake off the feeling that something was off.

But after all, he was a Dubai prince; these people wouldn't be playing tricks on him, right?

Anyway, when that so-called cilantro arrived, he would know what it was.

The dishes were quickly ordered.

While waiting for the dishes to be served, Prince Weitu, Lance, and Chen Tian started discussing the real purpose of the gathering.

"I plan to invest fifteen billion in the energy plant in the Gulf Region, Lance will invest ten billion, plus five hundred mercenaries. I'm wondering if Prince Weitu would be interested in joining us?"

Chen Tian spoke openly about the business he had been working on lately.

Gu Yu, who was sipping tea and enjoying the pastries, instantly perked up his ears.

Geez! No wonder the old man hasn't been pulling him into Honor games lately, so he's been pondering over such a big deal!

An energy plant in the Middle East, just the sound of it indicated a grand scale.

Fifteen billion, when spoken out of the old man's mouth, sounded as trivial as a mere number, without so much as a blink of an eye.

"Of course, or I wouldn't have accepted Lance's invitation to come to Huaxia."

Prince Weitu nodded without hesitation upon hearing Chen Tian's words.

He had come to the banquet today specifically to discuss this matter; how could he not participate?

"So how much do you plan to invest in this project?"

Chen Tian asked, probing.

Prince Weitu lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Since Lance is investing ten billion, I'll also invest ten billion US Dollars."

Prince Weitu said it without batting an eye.

Ten billion US Dollars!

Chen Tian: "..."

Lance: "..."

"Mr. Prince, you misunderstood, we were talking about Huaxia Coins, not US Dollars..."

Lance quickly explained.

Gu Yu, listening from the sidelines, nearly choked on the kumquat in his mouth upon hearing the figure.

Ten billion US Dollars!

More than sixty billion Huaxia Coins, that would take one heck of a long time even for a money printer, wouldn't it?

Prince Weitu mentioned the amount as casually as if he were buying a lottery ticket.

Gu Yu finally understood why it was said that those wearing white headdresses were either in mourning or fabulously rich!

They truly didn't give much thought to money.

Ten billion US Dollars, decided just like that...

"Ah... I see... But can't I invest ten billion US Dollars?" Prince Weitu finally grasped the situation.

But he didn't correct himself.

In his view, the exchange rate between ten billion US Dollars and ten billion Huaxia Coins seemed to be one to one.

"That's too much, it would make the distribution of shareholder equity problematic," Chen Tian shook his head.

If Prince Weitu were to invest ten billion US Dollars, wouldn't he end up owning over seventy percent of the energy plant's shares?

Then what would be the point for him and Lance to invest at all?

They might as well let Prince Weitu open an energy plant on his own.

Too much money can disrupt the balance.

Only relatively equal shares can ensure a more or less even division of interests.

Once the difference becomes too great, it's easy to fall into the pitfall of a single voice monopolizing discussions.

"Okay, then like Lance, I'll invest ten billion Huaxia Coins! But I think there's more to it than just an investment issue why you guys approached me, right?"

Weitu, despite being wealthy, was not foolish.

With just a hint from Chen Tian, he understood the interests involved, and also knew that these two were not seeking him out solely for investment.

Even though one billion US dollars is a significant amount, both Lance and Chen Tian could afford it.

This showed that establishing an energy factory wasn't just about spending money.

"Prince Weitu is indeed smart. We are not interested in your investment, and it would be no problem even if you didn't invest any money,"

"We are interested in your identity."

In major business negotiations, there was no need to beat around the bush.

Chen Tian stated their purpose directly.

"My identity?"

Weitu fell into thought again; he almost knew why Lance and Chen Tian were seeking him out.

"Yes, Mr. Prince, we need your identity to establish the factory."

Lance quickly added.

In fact, the goal for him and Chen Tian was simple: have Weitu act as a front to establish the factory in the Gulf Region. With the identity of Dubai officials, the disruptive elements in the Gulf Region would never dare to attack the factory easily.

The energy resources in the Gulf Region are abundant, but the environment is too chaotic, and even the largest companies would be easily attacked by disruptive elements if they established factories there.

Only local official involvement could improve the situation slightly.

Otherwise, if the safety of the factory couldn't be guaranteed, it would be better not to open a factory there at all.

The losses would be too great.

"You should know that we in Dubai seldom intervene in matters beyond the United Arab Emirates,"

Weitu pondered for a while before speaking.

"It's not intervening, Mr. Weitu, it's protecting one's own assets,"

Chen Tian corrected him.

Lance curled his lip; ordinary people might think the UAE has always maintained neutrality in the Middle East.

But as an oil tycoon in that region, who also worked in security and the mercenary business, he knew very well that the UAE only appeared neutral on the surface. In reality, its geopolitical influence in the Middle East was deeply rooted.

It was a wolf that had concealed its ambitions.

Lance didn't believe a word Weitu said.

"I'm not interested in money; I already have plenty of it, more than I could ever spend,"

Weitu retorted immediately after hearing this.

Chen Tian was silent, looking towards Lance.

Lance simply smiled faintly, "Mr. Prince, so do you hope to remain a prince forever and not become the crown prince?"

A glint flashed in Lance's eyes, as if he had seen right through Weitu's heart.

Weitu's expression stiffened, then his face slowly turned grim,"My second brother is already the crown prince, what does the crown prince have to do with me?"

Though he said this, his eyes betrayed a hint of longing.

"It's simple. As long as Mr. Prince can help us establish an energy factory in the Gulf under your identity, I might be able to help you gain the power you desire."

"I want money, Mr. Prince wants power, we collaborate,"

Lance's gaze was like that of a spectacled cobra eyeing its prey, any target he set his sights on couldn't escape his planning.

Weitu's face showed a struggle, and with a mix of skepticism and curiosity, he asked Lance, "How can you help me?"

Lance had anticipated he would ask this question,

He took out a steel badge from his pocket, on which was a mark of a snake-man holding a triangular shield.

"The Sand Snake Mercenary Group is mine,"

Lance tossed the badge in front of Prince Weitu.

Prince Weitu's expression froze, he picked up the badge and examined it closely for quite some time,

Finally, he nodded, "I can help you, but you also have to deliver what you've promised."

No sooner had the three finished talking than the waiter entered the private room with dishes.

Gu Yu looked at the food, but his mind was in a fog.

What energy factory, money, power, and helping Weitu become the crown prince...

All these matters seemed highly confidential!

Was this something he and Lin Xinyue should hear?

He looked up at Chen Tian and found that Chen Tian was also looking at him, his eyes signaling something Gu Yu understood,

Chen Tian's eyes conveyed, "Let's talk after the meal."

Gu Yu had no choice but to suppress his curiosity and continue eating.

"Is this cilantro?" Weitu picked up some cilantro from the dry pot dish that was meant as a garnish.