608 Taboo

Jiang Chen didn't think the Saudi Prince would personally make a trip. As per the request brought up in the morning, the Prince arrived at Coro Island in the afternoon and checked into the Heart of the Sea.

The plane imprinted with the royal badge landed at the Coro Island airport. With bodyguards in suits accompanying him, Prince Yerif walked off the plane.

Perhaps because of his royal blood, the Arabic Prince looked extremely handsome. He wore a traditional Arab white robe. The moment he saw Jiang Chen waiting at the gate, without giving Jiang Chen the opportunity to speak, he walked out with quick steps and gave Jiang Chen a hug.

"I finally met you - the most successful businessman of the century, Mr. Jiang Chen." After letting Jiang Chen go, Yerif spoke to him in English.

"I'm grateful to meet you too, Mr. Prince," Jiang Chen said humbly.

The person standing in front of him was indeed richer than him. Based on the information he obtained from Xin's Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Prince Yerif wasn't only a prince, but he was also the likely successor of the King. Once the Saudi King pass away in the future, it would be him on the throne.

Based on what a Saudi Prince told him, Saudi Aramco's valuation was expected to be in the range of 2 trillion USD. Although it was undetermined if this number is inflated, if the number is, in fact real, Saudi Aramco's IPO would break Apple's 700 billion record.

Among the people Jiang Chen knew, only the Rothschild family with an undisclosed financial standing could compare to the wealthy Arabs.

When the car arrived at Future Building, Yerif was generous with his praise while standing at the gate.

"A beautiful building. It is equally as beautiful as the Burj Khalifa in Dubai."

"Haha, thank you for your compliment." While they chatted, Jiang Chen invited him into the conference room.

When they sat down, Yerif asked his bodyguards to stay outside the room. It didn't take long before the conversation turned to robots. The handsome prince seemed to be uncomfortable expressing his request.

Jiang Chen, who noticed his awkwardness, signaled Xia Shiyu to step out for a moment.

Xia Shiyu closed the door behind her.

Seeing there was no one else present, Yerif felt relieved.

"Thank you."

"No problem. We're all men, I understand." Jiang Chen laughed. "But I have a question. Could Mr. Prince clear my confusion?"

"Of course, please go ahead," Yerif said courteously.

"Why didn't you get someone else to handle the small task of customizing a robot? Considering your identity… it seems inappropriate for you to make a trip down here just for this."

Yerif smiled.

"I see. I'm here on vacation to Coro Island. At the same time, I wished to bring Future Group a greeting from Saudi, so the outside world won't know about the robot. I hope Mr. Jiang can keep this a secret for me."

"Of course. We always value the privacy of our users. What kind of robot do you need?" Jiang Chen tried his best to show a smile that wouldn't make Yerif feel awkward since asking the question felt equivalent to asking the size of sex doll Yerif wanted to buy.

Just as he thought Yerif would say something embarrassing, he put his hands into his pocket and took out a delicate wooden box.

Yerif handed him the box.

Jiang Chen took the redwood box, opened the sophisticated switch and found a photo inside.

"This is…"

Suddenly, he sensed that the photo looked familiar.

"I feel like I've seen her before…"

Jiang Chen suddenly recollected that when he was in Sanya in 2015, he was fortunate enough to attend a birthday party of an Arab Prince. The person in the photo was the beautiful princess he saw.

Yerif looked more familiar the more he looked at him!

Jiang Chen examined the prince a few more times and confirmed his suspicions.

"My princess." Reminiscence surfaced on Yerif's face and he put his hands on his face. "My true love."

From the hint of remorse in his eyes and the photo of the beautiful lady, Jiang Chen could guess his true intentions.

It made sense now. He was the prince of a country, so how would he have made a personal trip down to Coro Island simply for a "doll"?

But his wish troubled Jiang Chen…

"The deceased can't be awakened. You should know that what you're pursuing is wrong." Jiang Chen looked sternly into his eyes and reminded him.

"You already guessed what I want? Indeed, that is fitting for the most successful businessman of the century. I understand everything you're saying, but I just want her to return to my side." Yerif sniffed and looked at Jiang Chen with a hint of desperation.

"I apologize—"

"Don't reject me! I'm willing to pay money. How much do you want—" Seeing as Jiang Chen was about to reject him, Yerif stood up emotionally.

"Remain calm. This isn't about money." Jiang Chen attempted to comfort him. "Even if I want to help you, I have to consider the technology at Future Group. Do you think Xiao Lin's design could fill the hole in your heart?"

The wealthy just wanted to throw money at people whenever there is a conflict now.

"I don't want that," the calmed Yerif shook his head. "But it's already very close. If there are technical challenges, just solve them. How much investment do you need? 100 million? 1 billion? We can discuss."

Seeing as Yerif wouldn't back down unless he achieved his goal, Jiang Chen sighed.

To be honest, considering how infatuated the prince was, he almost agreed but ended up rejecting him anyway.

"Reviving the dead is taboo in science."

"Why?!"

"I can't explain why; I can only provide you with an example. Let's say that you had a brother who passed away and your father used the same method to revive him. Your father loved him like before and made him the successor of the kingdom. The robot would be the King one day - don't you think that's scary?"

"She's only a woman! Even if you revived her, what influence would she have?" Yerif said ardently.

Looking at the pleading Yerif, Jiang Chen sighed.

"… Fine, but you have to keep this a secret."

With excitement lighting up his eyes, Yerif nodded fiercely.

"I promise! I swear in Allah's name!"

It was the most sincere promise a Saudi could make.

Jiang Chen nodded and he continued.

"Before I help you, I have to ask - how are you going to cover up the fact that Amira already passed away? Most people should've attended her funeral already."

"I'll marry her again. She will be my ninth wife. I'll tell people I fell in love with her on Coro Island and she looked like she was made from the same mold as Amir, so I granted her the name Amira," Yerif said without hesitation.

[… Fine.] For a split second, Jiang Chen thought Yerif was an infatuated man.

Nine wives.

Jiang Chen thought he was shameless enough, but he still paled in comparison.