[Egyptian doujinshi] The legend of flattery and misfortune

Abu Dhabi, the capital of the United Arab Emirates, has a 5.6-kilometer-long racing track at the Yas Marina on the eastern coast. Famous for its wonderful sea views along the way.

Here, the raging global financial crisis seems to be nothing, and the roaring Mercedes-Benz racing car can be compared with the speed of the plane taking off from the nearby airport.

As the first race of the new season, the talented young driver Tutankhamun, who won the first place in qualifying, naturally attracted much attention, and the champion of Abu Dhabi will receive an unprecedented [-] points after the rules change this year.The champion candidate Tutankhamun, who is determined to win, picked up his helmet, and finally determined the suspension coefficient of the car with the engineer, hoping that the man and the car will compete in the most perfect state.

The assistant brought the mobile phone at this time, and would bother Tutankhamun with personal matters before the most important match. The senders could only be a limited number of people. Tutankhamun took the mobile phone and clicked on it. Sure enough, he guessed it For that person, the text message only had three words: "It rains today."

Tutankhamun frowned.

Everyone followed his movements and looked outside, the sun was shining brightly outside.

In a place like the Arabian Desert, rain is not impossible, but extremely rare, but for the smooth holding of the competition, the organizing committee has chosen a lot of dates for the competition. No one wants to be like last year in Canada because of the poor visibility Too low pulls the red flag for hours.

The engineer's expression was unimaginable: "You said to soften the suspension, reduce the angle of the nose and tail, and then change to medium tires?"

"There are still 8 minutes to prepare." Tutankhamun pinched the stopwatch: "Show your skills, and I will be responsible for the consequences."

The start was not good. The medium tire is also called semi-wet tire. Because of the drainage pattern, the grip is strong and the resistance is high. It is not conducive to speeding up on dry ground. After three laps, Tutankhamun barely fell to No.4.The engineer was so anxious that he dropped his earphones, no more than ten laps at most, Tutankhamun had to stop to change tires because of excessive tire wear, and change tires after ten laps. I don’t know if he will win the championship this season, but it will definitely be the biggest race of the season. joke.

Just as he was annoyed, a sudden gust of wind and sand caught everyone's eyes, the sun was instantly covered by thick clouds, the stands were in chaos, and a moderate rain hit the stadium.This kind of rain usually lasts for a long time, and everyone has to stop to change tires. Tutankhamun, who came from behind, leads No.2 by as much as six seconds.

The team of the talented boy won the first championship and the most coveted high points of the season.

"There are awards..." the assistant blocked the door.

"Go away!" Tutankhamun pushed him out, and as soon as the door closed, he slammed his helmet against the wall and grabbed his hair in frustration. , then he should put on heavy rain tires, and the final result will definitely improve.But he still had some reservations, he didn't know if it was his own hesitation or Akenami's astuteness that annoyed him.

The engineer gestured silently outside the door, and the assistant made a mouth-shaped answer, and everyone knew that the person who sent the text message was Tutankhamun's fiancée Akhenamei, and this woman who didn't show much was a school bully. , All day long in Egypt, engaged in the work of digging sand and soil, this job is called "archaeologist".

Because she has been engaged in outdoor activities in the desert for several years, it is not unexpected that she predicted that there will be rain today. Tutankhamun breathed a sigh of relief, suppressed the strange emotions, took out his mobile phone and read the text message After that, I dialed Akenami's phone number, and a mechanical female voice came out of the microphone, and it turned out that "the other party turned off the phone" again.

Tutankhamun listened blankly to the busy tone coming from the microphone, raised his hand and threw the phone on the wall again, the assistant sighed silently outside, the new Iphone model has not been released yet, what new phone should I buy this time ?

The celebration ceremony was held on the top floor of the Burj Khalifa in Dubai. In front of the square of the high-rise building is the world's largest music fountain, and the lights change into colorful scenes along with the music.Tutankhamun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, accompanied by two tall beauties, who were the racing babies invited by the team.A blonde with blue eyes was rubbing his bold chest against Tutankhamun's elbow.The other is a hot South American stunner with bewitching eyes and a silent invitation.

Most of the suites reserved by the sailing hotel are beauties who want to stay.

Tutankhamun felt impatient, he wanted to vent his anger, and at this special moment, Akhenamet was always absent.She spends most of the year in Egypt, while he is busy competing all over the world, the two of them get together less and leave more, that kind of childhood sweetheart seems to have been a thing of the previous life.Even if Tutankhamun was not in high spirits, a man's reaction was always instinctive. Which one should I choose, the hot girl with blonde hair or the charming one with black hair?How about two together?

No paparazzi could stand guard outside the Burj Al Arab. Tutankhamun walked in with two girls in his arms, and passed a blond man.In the slightly dry desert night, the blond man wore a windbreaker rather strangely, with his collar turned up high, but his figure was extremely straight. He and Tutankhamun entered the same elevator directly to the suite. The elevator is very spacious for four people The people who came in and out of the hotel were either rich or expensive, and the two girls couldn't help but start to look at the man they met by chance.

The man has a pair of strange mandarin duck eyes, accepts the girls' scrutiny calmly, and even hooks the corners of his lips blatantly, flirting with the girls.Tutankhamun coughed lightly, the man looked over, and saw a heroic but slightly immature face, he smiled and fumbled in the pocket of the windbreaker, and took out a ticket for the daytime car race and a pair of Pen: "Mr. Champion, sign your name."

Tutankhamun ignored him without even raising his eyes. When he reached the floor, he walked out of the elevator with his arms around the two girls. The man shook his head, and then he loosened his neckline slightly, and the epaulettes in the neckline flashed past.

There is only one room on the west side of this floor. There are bodyguards guarding the door. They are very familiar with the man. After greeting him, they let him go: "General Ramses, our boss has been waiting for you for a long time."

The blond-haired man in the room was wearing a shirt and trousers, with two buttons unbuttoned to reveal a honey-colored chest. Seeing Ramses's neat military uniform under his windbreaker, he snorted coldly and said, "You said you have something important to discuss, so you just Spend the whole day at the racing track?"

Ramses shrugged: "Do you expect me to be on call 24 hours a day? Homeheb will not give me a raise or a promotion."

The two are both graduates of West Point, one became a NATO soldier, and the other entered the family business, and started the arms business at a young age.It's just that a nuclear submarine in the United States disappeared mysteriously in the waters near the Persian Gulf not long ago. Ramses was ordered to investigate the matter. His old classmate Senasa had the most contacts here, so he recommended this person to his Boss Homeheb.

It is unavoidable for the outside world to suspect that Ramses "coincidentally met" Sai Nasha who was handling official business here in the name of vacation.

Ramses is really here for vacation, and he will not be polite when reporting the official accounts.

Sai Nasha rubbed his eyebrows, thinking that if the missing nuclear submarine was really a communication failure, then as the manufacturer, he would have an unshirkable responsibility. He picked up his coat with a cold face: "Go to the bar for a drink."

The bar is on the upper floor of the lobby, and the suspended setting can give a panoramic view of the entire space.After a few drinks, Ramses seemed a little restless. Senasa saw him rubbing his legs and was about to ask a question, but someone parked a car at the gate. The car was inconspicuous, but even the lobby manager greeted him. .

There was a woman in the car, a woman in a black robe, her outstretched legs were covered by the black robe to her feet, but on her feet were a pair of golden sandals, the toes were painted with bright red nail polish, and the decorative rhinestones on them shone faintly .In a place like Dubai, the sandals may really be gold-plated, and the manicure rhinestones may definitely be real diamonds, but the feet contained in the sandals are the real beauty, white and soft, like the top Egyptian cotton.

As if sensing that someone was watching her, Akenami intuitively looked up, and there was a brown-haired man and a blond man looking at her on the outer edge of the suspended bar.She recognized the brown-haired man, but she didn't expect to meet this big boss here, so she hurriedly collected her mind, pretended not to know her, and walked forward with her eyes aside. Enough to get everyone's attention.

Akenami disappeared in the elevator, Ramses recovered after seeing Senasa, and asked with a smile, "Do you know her?"

"It's an archaeological project sponsored by one of my agencies. It excavated a pharaoh's harem in the Nile Delta. Because that place is now a military base of the Egyptian government, it came to us to open the joint." Sai Nasha shook the glass With golden wine, her eyes were unwilling to withdraw from the elevator where Akenami disappeared for a long time: "I have heard her report and investigated her background, so I know she is a member of the royal family."

"Tsk tsk, her background is really not small." However, the beauty is good-looking, but it hurts to touch, Ramses thought for a while, and decided to confess honestly and let Sai Nasha figure out a way for himself: "It's rare for me to have a business trip, and it's unavoidable on the journey. Dew love, but this love has brought some troubles, do you recommend any hospitals near here?"

Senasa gave a name and said that he was a shareholder of this hospital. Ramses rubbed his legs again and planned to go there immediately the next day.

While the two were talking, they saw Akenami coming out of the elevator again. The difference was that although her face was covered with a black veil, there seemed to be tears in those green eyes.Soon the young racing driver Tutankhamun whom Ramses had met in the elevator chased him out, his nightgown was hastily gathered up, it was not difficult to see his bottom, he tried to stop Akhenamei to explain, But the opponent struggled to break free.

Tutankhamun's face was ugly, and Akenami's expression couldn't be seen, but it certainly couldn't be seen.

After all, it is a public place, and the two parties broke up unhappy.

Thinking of the scene in the elevator, Ramses sneered and said, "The brat deserves it, he must have been caught and raped in bed. If you don't wipe your butt clean if you do something bad, it's better not to do it. If you do it and get caught by a woman, what a shame!" Bitch."

"Did you wipe your butt clean?" Senasa glanced at Ramses, he had already guessed how embarrassing Ramses was, and he would introduce a good andrologist to him tomorrow.

Ramses said nothing in embarrassment.

Sai Nasha drank the contents of the cup in one gulp, and there was a gleam of determination in his eyes.

The author has something to say: this episode is a bit out of my mind, recently I live in my mother’s house, it’s not convenient to type, my mother always likes to peek at what I’m writing, huh...

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