A long convoy walked out of Dubai and followed Coastal Highway Line 1 to Ajiman. Sifan sat in front and sat in Ajiman Prince Amad's car and enjoyed drinking fresh coconut milk. On the left was the Terminator T800. He was holding the teddy bear's doll. Sifan leaned against the teddy bear, holding a tablet in his hand and watching the news.

The trees beside them quickly passed by, but they did not feel nostalgic. Behind them was a row of luxury buses, following them like an old cow pulling a broken car.

The speed of the car can be considered funny. If you compare the car behind, Si Fan and the others are not much better now. You can see that the two tires behind the domestic large pickup truck Si Fan and the others are sitting are pressed down a lot, and the weight of the T800 is equivalent to two or three people. Although it cannot affect too much speed, you can still feel it.

Especially when a domestically produced large pickup truck with a small displacement, you can clearly feel the tilt behind the driver's seat.

"This guy is really strong, he should weigh 250, right?" The prince Amad in front obviously inherited the habits of people from the capital, and usually just loves poverty.

Si Fan watched the corner of his mouth pull a curve, but he quietly closed his eyes, let alone Song Yang, he was asleep now.

There is no bodyguard in this car of people, but it really doesn't conform to the rules for Prince Amede, but now it's just happening.

No one will disturb him. After all, he himself said he wanted to be the king of rags to recycle garbage. Who would think he was a threat? He was probably celebrating the inheritance of the throne.

After passing through Sharjah and reaching the territory of Ajman, you will see an old road with two lanes. This broken road is barely accessible. You can directly pass by a few kilometers and then you will reach another port where no one notices it.

This small port used to focus on the manufacture of handmade wooden sloops to provide entertainment to the rich. But now in recent years, Dubai has been doing better and better in this area, and the port has been abandoned.

This is the future port of Si Fan and their garbage disposal plant. As a port dedicated to loading and unloading garbage, it is destined to be stenched and there are no living people around it. The port is decaying and ragged, let alone garbage ships... even a small sampan cannot dock in this dilapidated small port.

"This is the port you are talking about? What kind of garbage boat can dock here?" Song Yang said, pointing to the port in front.

Amad next to him was helpless.

"Didn't we have all inspected several times? There is really nothing we can do about it. Transport is necessary. Building a port for garbage is necessary." He said in embarrassment.

Si Fan, who was closing his eyes and resting behind, had a different view.

"Who said it was necessary? We can change our ideas. Simplify everything and make the terrain and equipment adapt to people!" Si Fan said as he opened the door and walked out from the side. The sand on the ground was a bit hard, and it was also very comfortable to walk on it. This is the sand on the beach. Unlike the desert, facing the sea, it is a beach and ocean. The vast waves gradually wet the beach with the waves. It was when the tide was high, and a few hermit crabs were leisurely and domineering on the beach. When the sea water rushed up, they were photographed, and then they got up again to continue moving forward.

Looking at all this, it seems that it is completely an original environment, which makes people reluctant to destroy it.

However, not long after this good mood, a mineral water bottle suddenly rose and fell in the distance, affecting the entire landscape, just like the most annoying thing in the world, making Si Fan want to go over and kick it away.

"Why is Ajiman still having garbage! There is garbage everywhere, Dubai, Ajiman there, and China is everywhere, all over the streets!! Is there no one cleaning up so much garbage?" Si Fan roared loudly, with a little anger.

Song Yang and Amad, behind them, had just gotten off the car and were so scared that they rushed back to the car.

"Brother, what are you crazy about? Who is messing with you again?" Amad asked Si Fan carefully. He thought there was something wrong with the garbage disposal plant! That would be serious.

Si Fan suppressed his anger, took two deep breaths before gritting his teeth and said, "It's nothing, I'm just a little angry when I look at so much garbage. The world is so beautiful, and there is peace everywhere, but what have we done since the beginning of the industrial revolution? It messes the whole world with air pollution, water pollution, all kinds of pollution, and haze everywhere. You can see haze that is more terrible than black storms in the city than in the desert."

"The black storm just blows you away, and at most it can be killed, but the haze is like a killer, silently assassinating you. When you don't notice it, you'll die step by step." Si Fan stepped on the sand under his feet, as if he was venting his anger.

Song Yang advised: "Didn't this be said by experts? This is the pain that must be experienced in the development of science and technology, and this is the price that must be paid."

He turned around and glared at this guy: "You believe these words. If you want to manage them, there will always be a way. Continuing pollution in this way is just one word, money! It takes money to control the environment and improve equipment!"

With a little bit of regret, Si Fan sat on the beach and looked at the pier in front of him.

"After all, we are here to manage the environment. It is a drop in the bucket when facing the whole world. However, it is enough to manage Ajman. In the future, Ajman's environmental management regulations should be further strengthened. Can you strive for Ahmed?" Si Fan asked Ahmed.

Amad nodded: "No problem. Now Ajman is focusing all his energy on tourism. They are not in the mood to take care of garbage disposal, but as long as they can do some service to the tourism industry, all the decrees are easily issued, let alone I do this now."

He finally didn't forget to make a joke. After all, he was a prince but had to deal with garbage, and the royal family would eventually compensate him.

Si Fan gave him a thumbs up: "I will persuade the Dubai prince. I believe they are also paying attention to this, otherwise they would not have brought the garbage so far to deal with it, and the garbage workers would have so much salary."

After saying that, Si Fan stretched.

"You all go back to the car. I will change the factory design drawings slightly, it will take about a few hours. I forgot to see the situation of the dock last time. Now it seems that we can change our thinking and increase the expenses by several million to change the terrain. The development location is here."
Chapter completed!