He took a couple of sips of wine and didn't speak for what felt like an eternity.
"Mr. Schultz, if it's troublesome, please forget I mentioned it," I raised my wine glass and spoke cheerfully, trying to ease the tension.
"No, no, no," Jack Schultz vigorously shook his head. "Mr. Raymond, you've got it wrong. The Hill family is indeed a major client of our bank, but I hold veto power."
"Carter Hill is visiting our bank tomorrow. You should come with me to see him," Jack proposed, lifting his wine glass in a toast.
I quickly nodded, genuinely grateful. "Thank you very much, Mr. Schultz!"
"Mr. Raymond, please, it's nothing—just a small matter," Jack replied with a warm smile.
Without this loan, the Hill family's financial chain would collapse, and they would essentially self-destruct.
After dinner, I left the Schultz residence with Victor Green.
