The Man with Big Fortune novel Chapter 7

The Bentley soon arrived at Riverdale Virtuous Court. This was a famous restaurant in the city where only the wealthy and prestigious could dine. Virtuous Court also required a membership reservation where the minimum requirement was to spend at least one million to keep the membership.

At that moment, standing at the entrance of Virtuous Court was a well-known entrepreneur. The chairman o f Civil Trading Group, Russell Field. The company specialized in import and export business, mainly dealing with artistic pieces. As the company chairman, Russell himself was a wealthy man worth three billion! He was also a nationally famous collector! A well-known figure within the local collector's community.

Russell had brought more than ten personnel from his highest management to wait respectfully at the entrance of Virtuous Court with him. This scene caused quite a shock to the patrons dining at the restaurant. There were even bursts of exclamation.

"Isn't that the chairman of Civil Trading Group, Russell Field? Who is he waiting for with this extravagant display?”

"What a rare sight! A billionaire like Russell is waiting so humbly at the door or Virtuous Court.” "Is there a prominent figure coming? Whoever it is,

they must not be from Riverdale."

The moment Philip saw a crowd of well-dressed elites waiting at the entrance of Virtuous Court, he frowned inside the Bentley. "Didn't I say to keep a low profile? What's with this extravagant display?"

George smiled sheepishly. "Young Master, President Field must have wanted to give you a surprise."

"Surprise my foot! I don't like it," said Philip coldly. " Head to the parking lot and inform your friend to meet us in private."

"Understood, Young Master." George nodded.

The car drove away into the parking area.

Russell had been standing tall in front of Virtuous Court as he was patiently waiting for the guest of honor today. He had gone to shamelessly beg his friend for this opportunity.

Standing beside him was his son, Tyler Field. The young man had his hands stuffed in his pockets as he spoke, sounding displeased, "Dad, just who are we waiting for? Aren't they too arrogant? It's already been twenty minutes.”

Russell shot a sideways glare at Tyler and said in a hushed voice, "Behave yourself. If they show up and you make a mistake, just see how I'll take care of you later."

Tyler let out a disgruntled snort, feeling more upset. H e had already made plans with his friends to go clubbing, but his old father had dragged him over to meet some big-shot investor. However, there was not a shadow of the person even after this grand display.

Just then, Russell received a phone call and then solemnly turned around. "Alright, everyone, let's go inside. They are already here."

Already here? Many of them were confused but mostly annoyed.

Tyler was more furious. He grumbled under his breath, "What the f*ck? Who is this person? I've waited for a whole day now, but I didn't even catch a glimpse of them.” However, he did not dare say anything in front of his father, so he could only sulk and follow Russell into the restaurant.

Once Russell received the phone call, he took his son along and hastened to the private room in a corner.

The moment the door was pushed open, Tyler saw two people standing inside, but his gaze fell on Philip.

The f*ck? Is this that big-shot investor? Dad can't be this blind, can he? Which part of this guy looks sophisticated? He looks like a migrant worker in the streets.

Tyler could not resist a snigger as his dissatisfaction grew. It was thanks to this guy that he could not go out and have fun.

Instead, Russell had reached out with both his hands and a face full of smiles as he went toward George, who was standing with a walking stick.

"President Thomas, you’re finally here.”

George smiled and nodded, extending only one hand for the other man to shake.

Russell's gaze then turned to the young man standing beside George. "This is...?”

"This is my young master, Young Master Clarke. He’s also the investor this time around." George introduced with a smile.

Young... Young Master? George Thomas, President George's young master?!

Russell was a company president, and he was worth three billion. He was also a prominent figure in Riverdale City. Although he could not compare to George, who was worth more than ten billion, he was a t least acquainted with the world.

It was said that George Thomas came from working for a hidden wealthy family. And that family was in control of more than half of the world's assets. That must mean that the young master of this family was o f a fearsome existence! He had to be very cautious.

At the thought of this, Russell held out his hands in great trepidation. "This humble servant, Russell Field, has been too dense to recognize Young Master Clarke.

I hope that Young Master Clarke can forgive me."

Philip nodded faintly and shook his hand before saying, "President Field, I still have some things to take care of, so let’s make this quick. I heard from of

George that your company requires financing. Give me a figure." 3