Redeeming The Golden Ticket To Life

Chapter 89: Li Jie Returns (contd)

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After ten days somewhere near Arab borders-

I have left the place as my mission there was accomplished. Next was to infiltrate the Emirates.

It is a lot easier said than done, my head hurts just to think up an entry point to the luxurious world of the Sheiks.

Till now all the information that I gathered left me speechless. The more I walked ahead of the road set by Bai Chang, the more shocked I was. The amount of planning and resources involved with this whole setup is unimaginable.

'What did the Shui family get into?'

I moved through a small village on the outskirts of the border, this time I am blank and without any back-up, identity to work with. 

As I moved around the village, there were very old phone booths around the marketplace.

[Tring Tring! Tring Tring!]

Suddenly the phone rang. I look around unconcerned and walk away from there.

Later at dusk, I explored the village and the market and as I came across the telephone pay booth from earlier in the morning-

[Tring Tring! Tring Tring!]

The phone rang again. This time out of curiosity I answered the call after looking around the booth.

"Hello"

"Hello, Brother Li Jie, your next identity will be provided to you after forty-two hours. Please head towards the Al Habibi Inn and ask for Siarah. Rest would be explained to you later," a mechanical voice said from the other side.

"Jiffy?" I asked.

"Yes" and the phone line went dead. 

The other party hung up. 

As not many people knew about her Artificial Intelligence Robot, it is safe to assume that the other party was indeed Jiffy.

I had already scouted out the whole village during day time so it was not a difficult task to locate the Inn.

As I enter the place, it is a quaint and beautiful bed and breakfast type of place. It's decorated in handmade carpet tapestry.

I walked towards the reception desk. There a sweet middle age lady sat behind the desk,

"Marhabaan, kayf yumkin uni 'ana asaedk?" ( Hello, how may I help you?)

"'Ana 'abhath ean Sairah!" (I am looking for Sairah!)

"Min fadlik aintazar huna sa'atasil biha." (please wait here, I will call her)

I stood there beside the reception counter while I waited for the said person.

After some time a young man in his twenties came out.

"Marhabaan" (Hello)

"Marhabaan," I replied.

"Taeal maei 'iilaa alddakhil , sanatahadath fi aldaakhil,"he invited. (come inside with me, we will talk inside).

The man turned towards the lady and said, "'Iinah dayf sayabqaa huna al laylat 'uhdir lah shyyana liyushrabah." (He is a guest, will stay the night here. get him something to drink.)

We walked through a narrow passage. I simply follow the man's lead while I keep my guards up.

We walked into the inner courtyard and through there we walked across a small garden and walked into a room.

As I entered there were more modern gadgets and high-quality servers and computational components.

"Stay here for the night with me, your parcel will arrive tomorrow and then you can move on," he replied in a very thick accent English.

"Shukran jazilan," I replied. (Thank you)

I looked up the country's regulation in the meantime.

The governing law, Federal Law No. 18 of 1981 ("the Agency Law"), is extremely broad and captures commercial activities ranging from a classic principal/agent relationship to franchising and distribution agreements. The Agency Law is a framework which serves to champion the rights of the local commercial agent, normally at the expense of the (typically foreign) principal.

The Commercial Agents (Council) Regulations 1993 ("Regulations") promulgated under the Agency Law recognise that commercial agents are often in a relatively weak position when contracting with principals, and for this reason, the regulations seek to impose certain restrictions on the actions of principals whilst conferring benefits on agents. The Regulations are in favour of protecting Emirates Nationals with the persons or entities able to qualify as commercial agents being very narrowly defined.

The commercial agency is defined as the "representation of a principal by an agent for distribution, sale display or provision of a commodity or service in the state in return for commission or profit". This very broad definition is further clouded with a narrow qualification on who may actually carry out such activities.

Commercial agency activities in the Emirates may only be carried out by Emirates Nationals or companies wholly-owned by Emirates Nationals. Once an agency is granted and registered with the Emirates Ministry of Economy, the termination of an agency relationship by a principal can be extremely difficult to effect and in most cases, such terminations result in significant compensation awards in favour of the local agent.

According to the strictest rules, I found myself in major disadvantage.

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The next day-

A Ferrari was parked outside the Inn and Sairah handed me an envelope and left.

I look through the stuff, there are new passports and identities as well as a work profile and details for the new target.

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Two months later-

"Masa' alkhayr sayidi al anthayt min eamalik hna?," the immigration officer at the airport asked me. (good evening sir, are you done with your business here?)

"Masa' al khayr nem antahayt min ramli. laqad kana 'iiqamat muthmiratin. shukraan lisuaalika," I replied. (good evening, yes I finished my work. It was a productive stay. Thank you for asking.)

Listening to my fluent Arabic, the officer turned a little soft towards me.

(Wherever you go, if you speak the local language of the place you visit, the locals are more welcoming towards you. That is an added advantage.)

I am finally flying back to my own country.

After spending such a long time across the globe, I am homesick and would like to go back to my place. More than homesickness, it is my worry for the Young lady that keeps me awake all night long. While the recent missions and collected data had added more fuel to it.

"Min fadlik , atabae hdha altariq liltahaquq al'amin," the officer called out to me, breaking my reverie. (Please, go through this way for a security check.)

"Shukran jazilan," I replied and moved along the path towards the security check line. (Thank you)

I moved through the line, after waiting for another hour or so finally my flight details were announced. 

I went through a final check and boarded the flight.

"Young Lady, I hope you are fine, I will be back and by your side in a few hours," I said to myself.

It still keeps me worried, I wonder how she is fairing through all the matters? 

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"Welcome to the capital city, hope you have a pleasant stay here," the generic announcer's voice has never sounded so pleasant.

I walked outside the airport. 

There were rows of taxis waiting for travellers to approach them.

The smog in the city, the crisp chilliness in the air, all seems to welcome me home. It is not like I never stayed outside the country for an extended period of time, but the information that I gathered is of such sensitive issues that it subconsciously makes me worried about what we are going to face in future.

One may run away from one's ill fate but can't outrun them. We really need to tighten our seat belts to face the numerous stormy waves that are about to come our way.

We have to stand and fight this time as last time almost four years back we already lost out and came close to death. This time it is our turn to turn the tables and fight for our survival in its truest essence.

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Author's Disclaimer as well as a note-

We have finally managed to come to the end of the first volume, now the story would move towards a more fast pace, futuristic version, where we are going to build-up to the climax. For this chapter, the language written is mostly done using the aid of google translate. If there are any mistakes, please point it out, I would immediately make the changes.

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