In the other private room, Felix had already arrived and was sitting with Clement. "Don''t worry. Someone has hit the back of his car. That''s what''s holding him up."


    Felix was telling the truth. When he hade up in the elevator, Dorian had called to apologize. He even sent a WhatsApp video of the ident scene as he was worried Felix might be angry.


    That was how driving was. No matter how good he could be behind the wheel, he could not control other drivers. Given Felix''s status at the bank, Dorian would not dare stand him up even if his life depended on it.


    "No problem at all. Guests can bete, and it''s perfectly normal. I really can''t thank you enough for all this trouble, Felix." Clement was socially smart enough to show the right attitude when asking for help. If he could not even tolerate someone beingte, what was the point of further discussion?


    "How big is yourpany''s funding gap? How much are you looking to borrow?"


    Hearing this, Clement thought Felix was worried he might take advantage of their connection to ask for too much.


    "A hundred million dors would be enough. You might not be familiar with how real estate works, but for a smallpany like mine, that amount would get us through this rough patch. Things would gradually improve after that."


    Only a hundred million dors? Felix stayed quiet, realizing just how far Clement''spany had fallen. Under his father''s leadership, it had been one of Gray City''s well-known real estate firms.


    Just then, the door opened. They expected Dorian, but Vernon and Dous walked in instead.


    "Mr. Lotman?" As a businessman, Clement had dealt with bank lending directors before and recognized Dous immediately.


    Seeing only two people in the room, Dous frowned. He did not even bother with a polite smile before speaking, "Clement, you''ve been in business long enough. Did you really think you could solve your problems by going around me?". Vernon watched with amusement. What was this idiot Clement thinking, trying to get a loan while bypassing the lending director?


    Clement immediately grasped the situation. "Mr. Lotman, you''ve got it wrong. I''m just having dinner with a friend,"


    Since Clement was ying dumb, Dous did not bother calling him out. "Fine. Enjoy your food, then. But let me be clear. Yourpany won''t get a loan. I don''t care about other


    banks, but at Concord Bank, nothing happens without my approval!"


    Dous then thought, "You son of a bitch! How dare you try to get a loan at my bank by going behind my back? Do you have a death wish?


    Clement could only manage a bitter smile. He could not afford to offend Dous. If he pushed too hard, no other bank would dare lend to him either, given Concord''s position in the industry.


    "Would Dorian Yardley not be able to help, too?" Felix had nned to stay quiet. But seeing these two bullying Clement like he was nothing, he could not keep his mouth shut.


    Everyone''s expression changed instantly at the mention of the name.


    Dous did not need boration. As lending director, he would be unemployed if he did not know Dorian. Vernon had met Dorian a few times by chance. While Clement had never met him, any businessman worth his salt knew Dorian Yardley as the branch manager of Concord Bank.


    Could Felix''s banking contact actually be Dorian? Was that even possible?


    "You brat! Who do you think you are? You think you can just throw that name around?" Dous red at Felix, certain he was not anyone important.


    "Why can''t I? Whatever Dorian''s position is, he''s my patient. If he doesn''t mind me using his name, why are youining about it?"


    So, Felix was just some punk trying to act tough by dropping names!