Although the daily salary of 200 US dollars was provided to the guide, Salem thought that as the introducer, he should at least get a share, right?
He felt that his worldview had been refreshed. Bringing tourists into the desert was so profitable?
The desert that he had always hated and wanted to escape from was actually a treasure trove of US dollars?
Then why did he still have to work in the Port of Mersa Matruh? Every day, he was tired to death, working hard to earn that little pocket money, and he had to put up with picky customers and stingy shopkeepers …
He worked to save money to live in big cities, such as Alexandria and Cairo, and even to other countries, such as … distant China.
Anyway, it was all about making money, so he might as well … use his Bedouin identity to bring tourists into the desert to earn guide fees!
The door to a new world had opened. He suddenly realized that the identity that he had hated for a long time was actually a good way to make money!
Zhang Zian saw Salem's face change. He didn't know that there were so many things going on in his mind. In fact, even if he knew, Zhang Zian could understand. It was like a rural person who always wanted to get a city hukou suddenly found that it was much better than a city hukou. Once the village was demolished, they could get a share of 1.8 million … Let's not talk about it anymore. I'll go cry for a while.
Salem's insistence on resisting returning to the tribe collapsed in an instant in the face of money. Without waiting for Zhang Zian to say anything, he took the initiative to say, "Jeff, you saved my life. I will do my best to help you! How about this? I'll take you back to our tribe and take you to see my uncle, Nabari. "
Zhang Zian was still thinking about how to convince Salem to take him to the Bedouin tribe, but the words he had thought of were all in vain. He was a little surprised, but it saved him a lot of trouble. As for the reason for Salem's change of heart, he didn't want to delve into it.
"That …" Salem looked around guiltily and said in a low voice, "Jeff, I also have something I want to ask you for help with."
"Oh? Please say it. "Zhang Zian thought that he wanted to bargain and that the daily salary of 200 US dollars was not enough.
Salem scratched his head in embarrassment. "It's like this. When you enter the tribe, can you tell the chief and Nabari that I introduced you? This way, my people will look up to me. "
Zhang Zian understood instantly. He knew that this young man had his own little calculations in his heart, but this had no impact on the expedition team, so he nodded and agreed without batting an eyelid.
The two of them hit it off and agreed to meet outside the Port of Mersa Matruh the next morning.
Salem had to go back to the place where he worked in the Port of Mersa Matruh to pack up and change his clothes. He would also fire the boss.
Zhang Zian, on the other hand, planned to return to Alexandria to find a place to stay. Although there were hotels in Port Mersa Matruh, the conditions of the hotels in such a small city were obviously not very good. It would make Fina and Sihwa picky.
Salem drove away first, leaving Zhang Zian alone on the coast.
While they were talking, the storm had completely stopped, but it would take a while for the sky to completely clear up.
"Come on, Xinghai, let's go back to the car."
Zhang Zian called out to Galaxy, who had been playing not far away.
"Meow." Xinghai trotted over and looked at the car in the distance. "Hide-and-seek in the sea is not fun."
Zhang Zian smiled. "Well, thanks to your reminder. Otherwise, people would not have been able to find him."
He vaguely guessed the relationship. If he and Sihwa had not succeeded in saving Salem, no one would have introduced Nabari, the guide for the expedition team. And if there had not been this experienced guide, and he had been detained in the police station because he had called the police, Wei Kang and the others' trip to the desert would have been a disaster …
The rolling yellow sand of Egypt had already buried too many Chinese lives. It was best not to add any more.
Returning to the station wagon with Galaxy, he stood by the side of the car, dusting off the sand on his body while telling the elfins what had happened and his own conjectures.
Old Time Tea smiled and nodded, sighing slightly. "Could it be that everything was preordained? You and Sihwa saved Salem, and in turn, you received help and guidance from Salem. The cycle of karma is not good. "
The other elfins were also sad.
"Speaking of which, Sihwa actually made a contribution today. Zian, your teachings over the past few days have not been in vain," Old Time Tea said with a smile.
"Not at all. It was because of your advice, Old Time Tea." Zhang Zian also felt very happy. Thinking back to Sihwa's unruly and self-centered appearance when she first came to the pet shop, it seemed that she had indeed grown.
As he spoke, his cell phone suddenly rang.
The caller was the staff member of the live broadcasting platform who had called to sign a contract with him last time. After the call connected, it was transferred to another executive.
The executive first asked about Sihwa's safety and the follow-up of the rescue.
Today's incident had become a big deal. The entire live broadcasting platform was in an uproar, and the netizens felt that watching other live broadcasts was boring.
At the same time, the executive also asked about the authenticity of the rescue incident, and whether it was a show. Now the audience had their own opinions, and they were discussing the authenticity of the incident in the room of the other anchors. If it was a show, it was best to explain it to the audience sooner or later.
Zhang Zian said that Sihwa was safe and sound, and the drowning person had been saved. As for the doubts of the show, he could record a video for Sihwa tomorrow and ask her to play it for the netizens, so that the drowning person could meet the netizens.
Hearing Zhang Zian's guarantee, the executive was relieved. Otherwise, a good story that could give face to the live broadcasting platform could become a farce.
In the end, the executive sincerely offered an invitation to sign a contract, hoping that Zhang Zian would not refuse. He said that he understood Zhang Zian's concerns. As long as he signed the contract, all other conditions could be discussed, even if he did not participate in the offline activities organized by the platform.
According to the statistics of the major app distribution channels, the number of downloads of their live broadcasting app in a single day had skyrocketed several times more than usual today. These newly downloaded apps and registered audiences were obviously aiming at Sihwa. Next, Sihwa would definitely be poached by other platforms with high salaries. Instead of that, they were willing to provide her with a special contract that was different from that of a newcomer anchor.
They were very optimistic about Sihwa's prospects and felt that she was a rising superstar of tomorrow. They hoped that she could work hand in hand with the platform.
This condition was already very generous, and it removed any worries.
Zhang Zian thought about it and agreed in principle, but he still had to ask for Sihwa's own opinion. Although he could predict Sihwa's reaction, she would definitely be eager to agree.
Hanging up the phone, he took one last look at the giant rock that was rumored to have bathed in, and drove to Alexandria.
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