This man was none other than Mahmoud, the high-ranking official Caroline had mentioned.

"Mr. Mahmoud, why did you arrive early?"

Caroline's assistant was utterly astonished.

She glanced at the time; it was only 6:30.

I've only been here a short time myself.

Important figures like Mahmoud are usually either late or arrive on time, aren't they?

Why did Mr. Mahmoud arrive half an hour early?

“I happened to be nearby, so I came over.”

Mahmoud gave a casual answer, seemingly unwilling to explain the reasons further.

“Mr. Mahmoud, please wait a moment while I arrange for someone to prepare the food.”

Caroline's assistant found an excuse to leave the private room and went to a corner.

After confirming that no one was around, she immediately took out her phone to contact Ye Chen, hoping that he could arrive as soon as possible, since the guests had already arrived.

Just as Caroline's assistant was contacting Ye Chen, the door to the private room opened.

A young man in his twenties walked in.

Mahmoud, who was looking at his phone, looked up and subconsciously assumed that the young man was Ye Chen.

"Hello, Mr. Mahmoud..."

Upon entering, the young man immediately walked toward Mahmoud with a fawning smile.

Mahmoud nodded slightly, his impression of this "Ye Chen" worsening a little.

Unlike Miss Caroline, Ye Chen was not like the others he had met, who were also extremely obsequious to him.

After exchanging greetings, the young man began to shower Mahmoud with praise.

Mahmoud asked a few casual questions, and as "Ye Chen" answered, Mahmoud's impression of "Ye Chen" grew longer and longer.

This "Ye Chen" is just a smooth talker and completely unreliable.

He had no interest in having much interaction with people like that.

"I have something to attend to, I have to go..."

Mahmoud made an excuse and got up to walk outside.

“Mr. Mahmoud, please wait a moment, I haven’t finished speaking yet…”

Seeing this, the young man quickly chased after them.

Click.

Before Mahmoud could open the door to the private room, Caroline's female assistant walked in.

"Mr. Mahmoud, where are you going?"

Caroline's female assistant asked in surprise.

I just called Mr. Ye; he'll be here soon.

Why does Mahmoud seem to be about to leave as soon as she came in?

Something's not right.

"I have to go now."

Mahmoud's expression was not good; he felt that knowing someone like "Ye Chen" was a waste of his time.

After Mahmoud finished speaking, Caroline's female assistant quickly stopped him.

Before I came, the boss repeatedly told me to do my best to help Mr. Ye get to know Mahmoud.

As a result, the two sides haven't even met yet, and Mahmoud has already left. How is she going to explain this to her boss when she gets back?

Unfortunately, no matter what she said, Mahmoud refused to stay even a minute longer.

At this crucial moment, the sound of footsteps approached.

Ye Chen arrived.

"Mr. Mahmoud, let me introduce you. This is Ye Chen, Mr. Ye, whom our boss mentioned."

Upon seeing Ye Chen, Caroline's female assistant quickly introduced him.

"What?"

"He's Ye Chen?!"

Mahmoud was stunned.

"He is Ye Chen. Who are you?"

Mahmoud turned to look at the young man.

“I… Mr. Mahmoud, I am Ibn Abdul Rahman.”

The young man answered.

"I saw you come in from outside, so I came to say hello."

In an instant, Mahmoud was embarrassed.

It turns out I had mistaken someone for someone else.

"oh."

Mahmoud made some adjustments.

Even if it's his fault now, given his status and high position, how could he possibly admit it voluntarily?

"You go first, I have things to do."

Mahmoud dismissed the "fake Ye Chen".

After the fake Ye Chen left, Mahmoud returned to the private room, but his expression remained unpleasant.

Having just embarrassed himself, Mahmoud had lost his patience. He just wanted to say a few words to Ye Chen to give Miss Caroline some face before leaving.

He didn't pay much attention to Ye Chen.

"Mr. Ye, what do you do for a living?"

Mahmoud asked perfunctorily.

"I?"

"I am currently a student."

Ye Chen answered.

"student?"

Mahmoud disregarded Ye Chen even more.

What did a student want from him?

Besides, even if I help a foreign student, what can he possibly give me in return?

"So, Mr. Ye, you've come to the Middle East for tourism, haven't you?"

Mahmoud continued with perfunctory questions.

"It's not all tourism; we've also started some small businesses along the way."

Ye Chen said.

"Small industry?"

What industry?

Mahmoud became somewhat interested.

What kind of industry can a foreign student start here?

"Together with Miss Caroline, we developed a new oil field and also acquired the Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi."

Ye Chen answered calmly.

"What did you say?!"

Mahmoud suddenly stood up, his face filled with astonishment.

This time, he completely lost his composure.

Ye Chen's previous statement was not a big deal; they have too many oil fields in the Middle East, and many people want to get involved in the oil business.

But the next sentence struck Mahmoud like a bolt from the blue!

"Mr. Ye, which hotel did you acquire?"

Mahmoud could hardly believe his ears and asked seriously.

"The Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi, is there a problem?"

Ye Chen answered.

“Ah.............. Budah....... ...

Mahmoud felt his vision blurring and he was about to lose his balance.

Emirates Palace Hotel Abu Dhabi?!

The bigwig who's been making headlines all day for acquiring the Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi is none other than Ye Chen, the man standing right in front of us.

OMG!!!

The Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi is the most famous and top-tier hotel in the world, bar none.

What did Mr. Ye just say?

Oh, by the way, we also acquired the Emirates Palace Hotel in Abu Dhabi!

Is something this important really just something to do "on the side"?!