A One Night Stand With My Boss

Connor stood up and addressed Mr. Benrad, "I apologize, but there is an urgent matter with our domestic company that needs to be handled. Mr. Benrad, could you please wait for a moment?"

Mr. Benrad smiled and nodded, replying in Arabic. The interpreter promptly relayed, "Mr. Benrad says there is a lounge across the hall where you all can rest for a moment."

"Thank you."

"Camila, Alan, could you step out for a moment?"

Together with Connor, they entered the lounge. Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

As the door closed, Connor asked, "Camila, do you understand Arabic?"

Camila nodded, "I studied it. I can understand most of their conversation."

Alan looked bewildered, feeling like an outsider.

"Mr. Benrad has promised that settling in would be free of charge, and he is willing to keep the rent stable for five years. He's even willing to offer us the prime location on the mall's first floor without interfering with the decoration," Camila said confidently.

"What?" Alan was shocked. "The interpreter told us he's asking for a million-dollar deposit, a 15% rent increase every year, and currently, we only have options on the third floor, with decoration to match their mall style."

Connor turned to Alan, serious, "Check the background of this interpreter."

"Right, I'll contact the embassy now to arrange a new interpreter."

Alan was about to make a call when Connor stopped him.

"Can you translate?" Connor looked at Camila.

Camila hesitated for a moment but then nodded firmly, "I can try."

"Good."

Alan protested, "Mr. Connor, this is not advisable. The business terms involved are complex, and Camila is not a professional interpreter."

"Can you do it?" Connor ignored Alan and continued questioning Camila.

Camila nodded vigorously. Since Connor trusted her, she couldn't let him down.

Alan was hesitant: "Mr. Connor..."

"The contract will ultimately be signed in English, and I'll have the final review," Connor stated.

"Alright." Alan trusted that with Connor's final review, there would be no issues, "I'll take the interpreter out."

"Okay."

They then returned to the negotiation table. Alan took the interpreter away.

Mr. Benrad smiled at them, sensing a change in the atmosphere.

With arrangements redone, Camila, now acting as the interpreter, sat at the negotiation table with Connor. She listened intently to every word from Mr. Benrad, conveying his intentions accurately to Connor.

The negotiation resumed, and both parties delved deeper into the details of cooperation. Thanks to Camila's precise translations, they gradually reached a consensus.

Mr. Benrad expressed his appreciation for Camila's translation skills, and the atmosphere of the negotiation became more harmonious.

After several rounds of discussion, both parties finally signed the cooperation agreement.

Mr. Benrad invited them to inspect the mall, with dozens of security personnel in black suits lined up on either side.

Connor and Benrad walked in the front. The Saudi weather was quite hot. Connor took off his suit jacket gracefully and naturally, handing it to Camila while he loosened his collar.

This simple gesture exuded an indescribable charm. The crowd in the mall was considerable, and upon witnessing this scene, they couldn't help but exclaim. Some domestic tourists recognized Connor, and quickly posted the captured moment online.