Prince Hassan's private jet was a small business jet that could carry sixteen people. On the plane, in addition to the two pilots, there were two people specially arranged by Prince Hassan to pick up Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu.
The four people waited by the plane. Two armed police officers escorted Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu to the plane and then drove away.
Four people greeted them, three men and one woman. The three men were dressed in typical Arab attire, while the woman had the same skin tone as Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu.
Several people bowed in greeting. The three men were speaking in a language we couldn't understand, but the girl was clearly speaking Chinese.
"Mr. Wang, Ms. Li, we have been waiting for you for quite some time. Please board the plane."
Zhou Xuan paused for a moment, then asked as he and Wei Xiaoyu walked toward the plane, "Are you... are you Chinese?"
The girl smiled and nodded, then replied, "Yes, but I'm a French exchange student. After graduation, I worked for Prince Mohammed Turuk's company. Because I understand Chinese, I was assigned to this mission."
After boarding the plane, the girl led Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu to their seats, then introduced the man in Arab attire behind them, "This is Mr. Ahmed Radi, Prince Turuk's personal assistant, and the one who came specifically to welcome you."
It turns out this person was the main character, and the girl was just a translator.
Ladi extended his hand and shook hands with Zhou Xuan, then clasped his hands in a greeting to Wei Xiaoyu. In their country, the way male and female guests are welcomed is different. Although Zhou Xuan did not understand much about etiquette, he knew that in Arab countries, etiquette is the most numerous and valued.
Ladi then smiled and said a few more words, giving Wei Xiaoyu a thumbs up.
The girl smiled and said, "Mr. Wang, Ms. Li, Mr. Ladi said that Ms. Li is the most beautiful Asian woman he has ever seen."
Wei Xiaoyu couldn't help but laugh, and the sadness she felt from parting with Wei Haihong immediately disappeared.
The girl then said, "My name is Yi Xin, you can just call me Xiao Yi."
Yi Xin is not old, she looks no more than twenty-five, but her facial expressions show that she has a lot of social experience, or at least she is quite worldly.
Then Yi Xin went to the cockpit to help the two pilots translate and assist them in contacting the airport's control center. After the plane took off and climbed to over 3,000 meters, she returned to the cockpit to serve drinks to Zhou Xuan, Wei Xiaoyu, and Ladi.
Wei Haihong prepared fake names for Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu. Zhou Xuan's name was Wang Feng, and Wei Xiaoyu's name was Li Li. Coincidentally, this name was the same as that of Zhou Tao's girlfriend, Li Li.
Morocco is an Islamic country with an 80% Arab population and a 20% Berber population. Arabic is the official language, but French is also widely spoken throughout the country because France is Morocco's largest trading partner. In all aspects, including politics and the military, Morocco is the largest recipient of French aid. Travel between France and Morocco does not even require a passport; ordinary residency documents are sufficient.
The flight from the East China Sea to Rabat, the capital of Morocco, takes eighteen hours. We refueled at an airport in a transit country and arrived at our destination at ten o'clock the next morning.
Morocco has a very pleasant climate, with an estimated temperature of around 21 or 22 degrees Celsius, which is slightly higher than the temperature in the East China Sea. After arriving at the airport in Rabat, I felt a great sense of being received.
There were three luxury cars that came to pick them up at the airport, including Muhammad. Prince Turuk himself did not come. Although Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu were people that Wei Haihong asked him to take good care of, they could not be compared with Wei Haihong himself in terms of status and rank. Therefore, he only sent his subordinates to pick them up at the airport.
This actually aligned with Zhou Xuan's original intentions. He and Wei Xiaoyu had come to escape danger, so making it so grand would contradict their true purpose.
However, Ahmed was still in charge. Radi, accompanied by Yi Xin as a translator, was then taken to the apartment prepared for Zhou Xuan and his companion.
This is a 76-story building in the commercial and residential area of downtown Rabat. The apartment prepared for Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu is on the 46th floor. It is 80 square meters, with one bedroom and one living room, and the decoration and layout are very luxurious.
Although it was Prince Tuluk who made the arrangements, Wei Haihong also gave generously, offering tens of millions in concessions in business dealings with Tuluk. Of course, this was only what Wei Haihong did openly. What Tuluk valued more was the long-term relationship with him. With Wei Haihong's status and financial strength, Tuluk's business in China naturally flourished. Arranging things for Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu in Morocco was a piece of cake for him, just a small favor.
Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu weren't real fugitives, so they didn't need to hide much. Wei Haihong was only worried about the Fu Ying family searching for them, because the Fu family was no pushover either, and their reputation as the richest Chinese family wasn't for nothing. That's why he gave Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu false names and identities.
Although Tuluk didn't understand why these two people wanted to hide in Morocco, he secretly had someone investigate Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu's identities. After confirming that they had no connection with any international gangs, he breathed a sigh of relief. If it were for special reasons, he would have to take some risks. Wei Haihong had told him something about it, saying it was a love triangle, which he half believed. But what he believed most was that Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu had committed economic crimes in China and needed to flee. However, this had no impact on him anymore. As long as it wasn't murder or drug trafficking, it was fine.
After dropping Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu off at their apartment, Ladi and Yi Xin left their contact information before departing.
After they left, Zhou Xuan and Wei Xiaoyu carefully inspected the apartment, not looking for any traps or anything, but rather examining the decorations and layout.
The house is truly exceptional, fully equipped and luxuriously decorated. All the furniture and appliances in the house are brand new, and the kitchen appliances are also all brand new.
However, one thing they weren't used to was that neither of them understood the local language. If they couldn't communicate at all, that would obviously not be a good thing.
The flight was quite tiring, so Wei Xiaoyu lay on the bed and dozed off for a while, eventually falling asleep without realizing it. Zhou Xuan, on the other hand, was perfectly fine; with his supernatural abilities, he felt no fatigue at all.
"Why don't we make something to eat first?" Zhou Xuan thought for a moment and went to check the kitchen. Although all the utensils were there, there was no food. The refrigerator was also empty. There was nothing he needed: oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, rice, noodles, etc.
Zhou Xuan touched the bank card on his body. It was given to them by Wei Haihong before he left. As long as they had money, they didn't need to worry too much about not being fluent in the language. They should just go out less and buy more daily necessities at the supermarket first, and only go out when they needed them. That way, they could reduce a lot of unnecessary trouble.
Zhou Xuan took the room key, locked the door, took the elevator downstairs, found a bank on the street, withdrew money from the ATM. He didn't recognize the words on the machine, but he could guess from the Arabic numerals. When withdrawing money, he entered the largest withdrawal amount. He withdrew three times without counting the money to make sure it was correct. He put it in his pocket and went to find a supermarket on the street.
In China, banks are not responsible for shortfalls or counterfeit bills when withdrawing money from ATMs. Therefore, Zhou Xuan doesn't care about the exact amount or whether it's wrong, as long as he has enough.
Supermarkets are easy to find, and there are several nearby. Morocco and France have a close relationship, so Carrefour's logo is very prominent.
Zhou Xuan entered the supermarket, pushed a shopping cart, and piled it full of instant food, raw food, and cooked food. At the checkout counter, he paid the total amount shown on the screen. He immediately took out the money from his pocket and counted it to be a round number of five thousand.
The cashier took the money, gave him change, and then said something sweet that Zhou Xuan couldn't understand. The cashier pointed to the shopping bag.
Zhou Xuan nodded quickly, and the cashier immediately packed the food into bags.
It took a lot of effort to get back. The road wasn't far, but there was just too much stuff, and walking back was really tiring.
Wei Xiaoyu was fast asleep and didn't notice anything. Zhou Xuan didn't disturb her and quietly went to the kitchen to prepare the meal.
Wei Xiaoyu was awakened by the aroma. When she got up, she saw Zhou Xuan bringing dishes to the dining table. Feeling a little embarrassed, she quickly helped Zhou Xuan bring the dishes, bowls, and rice.
Zhou Xuan's cooking skills were really not very good, but Wei Xiaoyu ate with great relish.
After dinner, Wei Xiaoyu wouldn't let Zhou Xuan do any more chores, saying, "You cooked the meal, so I have to wash the dishes."
Zhou Xuan smiled and let her be, but after a few minutes, he heard a series of "bangs" coming from the kitchen, so he quickly ran into the kitchen to take a look.
Wei Xiaoyu stared at him with a flushed face, and several plates and bowls fell to the ground.
Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Why don't you go and rest in the hall? I'll do it." It seems that Xiaoyu has never done these things before. Given her family background, it's normal that she hasn't been exposed to this kind of life. However, Wei Xiaoyu naturally doesn't think that way. Now that she's with Zhou Xuan, she has to change all her bad habits from before.
Wei Xiaoyu blushed and remained silent, but still insisted on doing it herself. However, there was only a vacuum cleaner and a mop in the room. After cleaning up the large pieces, it was difficult to deal with the very small pieces of plates and bowls.
Zhou Xuan bought some soap and immediately grabbed a bar. He then rubbed it on the floor, quickly collecting all the crumbs from the dishes. Smiling, Zhou Xuan took a kitchen knife and scraped off the layer of crumbs, saying, "The rest can still be used."