Chapter 511: I will find external aid to give you a yellow robe



After a long silence, Moza was a little confused as to why Alan didn't even ask what he was doing specifically, but instead raised the price first.

She said she wanted support, but the other party didn't even ask what kind of support she wanted and just asked for a sky-high price with a confident look on his face.

The lion's big mouth made Moza feel a little unconfident.

It’s not that she was reluctant, but she didn’t know what to do because of Alan’s aura.

No matter what you say, you can only enjoy everything when you are alive. If you are gone...

What’s the use of having good things or having more money?

"Your Excellency didn't even ask me what specific support I needed, but only discussed this...remuneration, right..."

"You just said it yourself. Even a position like the princess is not safe. What else do I need to ask?"

Moza just opened his mouth to put pressure on Allen, but was interrupted by Allen.

Some things, once you have a beginning, the rest is easy to guess. This is not the first or second time that Alan has been a troublemaker. He is very professional in this regard. As soon as the woman stuck her butt out, he knew what she meant.

Since the princess can no longer satisfy her, the only position she can strive for is the queen.

The current princess has the support of the Americans, and Qatar also has American troops stationed there. There is not only an air force base, but also a division with more than 10,000 troops, which is basically more than all the troops in Qatar combined.

With such strong support, the current princess's position can be said to be very stable.

In this situation, if Moza wants to cause trouble, who can she turn to?

Germany?

France?

Do you think people will pay attention to her?

People are imagining the future of the European Union, who has the time to wade into the muddy water here?

Further north... the big brother has disintegrated, and they can't take care of themselves, so who will care about her?

As for the old man in the east, he is extremely poor now and only wants to do business. He has no interest in such affairs involving his country. He was even quarreling with Amei some time ago. Why would he get involved again now?

As for the others, looking around, it seemed that only the gentlemen in Great Britain would be somewhat interested in her, and they couldn't be gentlemen of too formal status, because otherwise, her affairs would be a little sensitive for them.

And someone like Allen is exactly the right person. Both in terms of status and power, he can not only help but also avoid attracting excessive attention from the Americans, unless... Allen is so cruel as to kill Mahad.

As long as Mahad's position is stable, sometimes in the eyes of the big guys, whoever is the princess... can be changed, anyway, she can't cause any big waves.

Allen, who was very clear about the situation over there, first determined that this matter was very suitable for him, and secondly... he was a natural nemesis of Moza.

Faced with such a fat sheep, what are you waiting for if not taking a big bite of the fat meat?

“…”

"Then what kind of support can you give me?"

Now that the conversation had come to this, Moza asked directly.

"Haha... that depends on how much you can afford. Since you've heard of my reputation, you should know that I've never gone back on my word, right?"

After talking for a long time, it was still about money. Moza gritted his teeth and said, "Okay... Your Excellency said four oil fields, so it's four oil fields. However... as long as I'm here during this profit period, your profit will be there. If I'm not here, it will be automatically invalidated."

"!"

Alan looked at Moza and smiled. This woman had a good idea. She tied herself to the oil field. As long as she was there, the income would be there. In other words, Alan had to provide her with good after-sales service. This could not be a one-time deal. If he wanted to have money and keep getting paid, he had to keep her in Qatar. Otherwise... if she was gone, Alan's money would be gone too.

"good!"

Alan took a look at the platter and various sashimi on the table and had no interest at all. He didn't like eating these uncooked ingredients as they were prone to parasites. Not to mention that deep-sea fish had no parasites, he just didn't eat this kind of raw meat.

After the price was agreed upon, the tense atmosphere between the two of them dissipated a lot. Moza regained the laziness of a mature woman, and her back relaxed a lot. She put one hand on the wooden table and asked lazily, "Sir... now can I ask what kind of support you can give me?"

"Before asking me, shouldn't you tell me about your family situation first?"

Alan laughed, grabbed a cucumber from the fruit bowl next to him and took a bite.

“Here I am…”

The Qatari royal family is similar to the Jordanian royal family in that it is not too traditional and does not have a long history. It can only be said that heroes are made by the times.

The current king also came to power through a military coup. Such people, once they get old, may still be physically okay, but they will have some psychological problems. This is a common problem.

He only came to power in the 1970s. How many years has it been since he held the position?

Just look at Prince Hamad now.

The prince is already over 40 years old and is still serving as the prince comfortably. There is no hope at all.

But Hamad is also a strange man. He studied in England in his youth. People with a military background like him should have a bad temper, but Hamad is relatively gentle.

His character is the result of being suppressed by his father since childhood.

He witnessed his father's rise to power when he was young, and for a long time he was in an environment where his father had the final say, so he was somewhat timid in front of his father.

People with this kind of personality may act very strong in front of other men in order to express themselves, but in front of women, especially women with strong personalities, they will appear very fragile.

Moza is a ready-made example. It cannot be said that Hamad is dominated by his wife. He is simply easily influenced. On the one hand, he pampers Moza, and on the other hand, he listens to her words.

Although the current princess is very much recognized by the old king and is a strong person, her strength is directed towards Hamad, the kind of strength that a rich girl has that looks down on everyone. This kind of character has no advantages other than being annoying. In addition, she is a mother of status because of her son, and she is a little bit old and ugly. It would be strange if Hamad liked her.

And what about Moza?

Moza has always been extremely Westernized, whether in the way she speaks or in the way she dresses, she is always leaning towards the West. In this way, her advantages are reflected. Her beauty is in line with Hamad's aesthetic standards, and she is also very scheming, and she is able to manage money and run the household.

Gradually, Hamad was completely dominated by her.

The current situation is like this. Behind the old princess are the Americans, the old king, and the crown prince.

As for Moza, he is left with only Crown Prince Hamad, two sons and three daughters.

The comparison of strength may seem vague, but Hamad does have certain real power in his hands. Apart from being a little weak in front of the old king, he seems to have no other shortcomings.

Therefore, Allen planned to help her make this matter a small-scale family dispute, and try not to make it too big or affect the situation of the cartel. They should have stood on that side internationally before, and they will continue to stand on that side now.

Make minor changes first, then make major changes.

That's his general idea.

Involving specific...

Since the old king likes the current princess so much, and his power is very strong, then...

They became the biggest stumbling block.

No matter how hard you try, it will be in vain if you don't get rid of these two.

"You said Hamad has soldiers. Since ancient times, those who hold military power have the right to speak, but he has soldiers but no right to speak. Do you know why?"

Moza narrowed her eyes. The thick eyeliner was very obvious even when she squinted. In fact, when she squinted, her temperament seemed so vicious, like a venomous snake ready to pounce.

Alan threw away the remaining tip of the cucumber, smiled at Moza and said, "Mahad...you thought you had him in your hands, but have you ever thought that he is now the crown prince and has soldiers under his command. What does he lack? He doesn't lack...what you need, he may not need, so...he is not in a hurry, and he is not interested in certain things. As long as he is steady, he only needs to wait for what he wants, and there is no risk at all. What you want is the present, and what he wants is the future."

"You will definitely not be able to do this by yourself. Although you are rich now, you don't even have a name. You are just a second concubine who is not worthy of being on the stage. If you want to get what you want, you have to rely on him, or... force him to come along."

As soon as Allen finished speaking, Moza took a deep breath. She understood these things, but she had no strength in her hands.

She controls most of Hamad's assets. She helps Mahad make money and is very successful outside. Mahad also likes her very much. These seem to be all good, but if she really dares to raise an army... the first person who will cause trouble for her will probably be Mahad.

So she needs foreign aid, and it has to be a very powerful foreign aid that will not exacerbate the regional situation.

"Do you know the Trojan Horse? I only believe in strength. In the face of absolute power, all schemes are useless. If they are useful, it's just that the power in your hands is not strong enough."

"Your Excellency, do you want me to raise troops? Where should I raise them? Where will the troops come from? You should be clear about the environment in Qatar."

Moza understood what Allen meant, but as a woman, it was not easy for her to handle these things.

"No, no, no... You can't raise soldiers. You're too big a target. But... I can raise them for you."

"???"

"You Qataris have such a high per capita income, and everyone makes a lot of money. You are so busy at work, and it must be very troublesome to have three meals a day. I wonder if you have ever considered introducing my food delivery company to Qatar? We have professional food deliverymen to deliver food, so you can eat all kinds of food you can order in between your busy work."

"???"

Moza had no impression of Allen's food delivery company, because this kind of asset-intensive enterprise was not her cup of tea, and she had no interest in this industry. But when Allen mentioned the deliverymen, it gave her a flash of inspiration, and she felt like she had caught some inspiration.

"Delivering takeout requires young, strong, and physically fit guys. Qatari locals definitely look down on such jobs. Only... imported workers can do it. I happen to have enough manpower. They are all retired British Royal Navy guys. Some of them have combat experience and are not inferior to the American troops stationed in your country. In Doha alone, 400 takeout deliverymen are not conspicuous at all. If at a critical moment, these 300 or 400 people put on the uniforms of the palace guards, they will be a considerable force. What do you think...?"

Moza’s eyes widened instantly. It’s like a world of difference. She really didn’t expect that there is such a function in food delivery?

"Ding... The Queen's Set Meal you ordered has been delivered. Please sign for it."

A mysterious voice faintly echoed in Moza's mind.

If...she had gained so many manpower without anyone noticing, as long as they were fully equipped and planned well, she could imitate the old king and launch a surprise attack.

Or... as long as she could send the old king away and wait until there was no one at home, with Hamad's trust in her, she could just force Hamad to the throne, and then everything would be settled!

Don't you like waiting?

I won't let you wait.

What will the old king think when Mahad is forced to wear the yellow robe with a confused look on his face?

You rebellious son, you actually want to imitate me and mutiny? I'll kill you when I get back!

No matter how submissive Mahad was in the past, no matter how loving a father and a filial son he was, if this matter were true, he would be in the mud and his pants would be covered in shit.

He was willing to wait before, but now that he was up there, no matter how he explained, his father would not let him go, and as long as he didn't want to die, he had to fight to the end.

And what about Moza, who helped him to succeed in the position?

Get rid of?

Look at the people around her who support her, does he dare?

What should we do if we don’t remove it?

Then he could only start with the old princess. First, he would destroy her, and then push Moza up, and find an excuse for himself, saying that everything went smoothly, and then save his face. The rest... the rest would continue as it was before. He had to handle their domestic relations well before the old king came back, or...

Just make sure the old king won’t come back!

Anyway, now that I've taken the position, there's absolutely no possibility of giving it up.

Either you fight to the end or you will be torn to pieces.

When she thought of what Alan was going to do, the laziness on Moza's face disappeared instantly, and she looked a little nervous. Before Alan looked at her, she looked around guiltily. Fortunately, she had booked the entire Japanese restaurant today, so no outsiders would hear what she said.

Today's conversation is really...

Allen gave Moza a feeling that he had found the right person!

No wonder the gentlemen in Great Britain are called natural troublemakers. Look... this is professionalism. As long as the price is agreed upon, the plan can be made as soon as they speak. Even a layman like her, just by listening to this preliminary plan, feels that it is reliable and feasible.

If he were given some more time to perfect the plan, wouldn't the success rate be greatly increased?

"Your plan..."

"You just need to find a good venue for me and provide financial support. You don't have to worry about the rest of the manpower, training, plans, weapons and equipment."

Alan stared into Moza's eyes, and it felt like he was introducing a membership card package to a customer. As long as the money was enough, what couldn't be convenient about doing anything in a tiny place like Qatar?

As for the American garrison next door, they will not care as long as Allen does not touch Hamad. He just pushed Hamad to the throne in advance and replaced the princess. What's the big deal?


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