Anyone who could make William fulfill his promise was either strong, someone he cared about, someone useful, or even someone who didn't matter.
But there was always a comparison, and it was human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Between Obadiah and Tony Stark, Tony Stark was definitely more useful.
Of course, Tony Stark was also good at courting death, but in the memories of a selfish person like William, Tony Stark had risked his life twice.
He had carried the nuclear bomb in New York and snapped his fingers in the final battle. So, for William, no matter how suicidal Stark was, he was still a trustworthy person and the best cannon fodder.
If anything happened in the future, someone like him might be needed to stand up and sacrifice himself for all of humanity and for William.
.....
Hearing the murmurs of Obadiah and the others, William smiled and pretended to be familiar with the club as he waved it a few times.
Standing in the striking position, he swung his arm and swung a standard and impeccable swing. Although he only used about the strength of an adult, the golf ball still flew high into the air and flew all the way to the 300-yard area.
Then, it hit the grass and bounced and rolled for more than 30 yards before coming to a stop.
"Clatter, clatter." At the same time, many people were surprised and could not help but say, "Good ball, good ball."
His first shot was 340 yards, which was no worse than a professional player's. Also, it landed in the best part of the fairway. With the remaining 120 yards, it was very easy for him to hit the green.
William looked at the position of the ball and smiled. It was indeed a good shot.
He was a hundred times stronger than an ordinary person. If he hadn't been familiar with his strength for months, it really wouldn't have been easy for him to accurately reduce his strength to the level of an adult.
If he hadn't been worried that Stark and the others would see that he was too strong, they would find all sorts of reasons to stop gambling before he swung his club.
Lian guaranteed that he would hit the green in one shot. As for the goal, it would all depend on luck, or if he cheated with his mental power.
"Damn it, is this a lucky shot? Or is this guy's skills really good? "
"Don't be long-winded, Tony." Obadiah patted Stark on the shoulder. "Looking at William's batting action, I know that if he wants to practice it so accurately, he must have practiced it countless times in a private court.
You take the second shot. You can't let us old guys go first, right? "
Handing the club to the caddie, William chuckled as he looked at the serious-looking Stark, who swung the empty club back and forth on the grass, searching for the memory of his muscles.
He was about to mock Stark, when he felt someone walk over from behind him.
He didn't need to turn around to know that it was Daddario. He smiled and extended his hand. Daddario hesitated for a moment before lowering his head and placing his hand on William's large hand.
He pulled her to his side and placed his hand on her shoulder naturally. He looked at D 'Dario, who didn't dare to look at him directly.
At this moment, D 'Dario was even younger and prettier than she was in the movie "Texas Chainsaw". She was definitely at her most beautiful.
As for the plot of the movie, William thought about it and felt that as long as he saw D 'Dario's shirt fully open, he didn't need to care about anything else.
With this thought, he couldn't look away when he looked at D 'Dario again. This made Stark, who had been pretending for a long time not far away, secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
According to J.A.R.V.I.S.'s instructions, he swung back and forth a dozen times, constantly correcting the strength and angle of his swing. The last two empty clubs reached an 80% completion rate.
He only moved two steps and stood in the hitting position.
Taking a deep breath, according to the memory of his muscles, he swung a fairly standard club.
With a "ding", the golf ball was instantly hit and flew high into the air.
"Hmm?"
William, who was almost hugging D 'Dario, looked up at the flying golf ball and heard Sunday's voice.
"Sir, the ball is expected to land around 400 yards."
After Sunday finished speaking, William, who had been looking at the golf ball, saw that the ball had indeed landed around 400 yards away.
In an instant, Obadiah and the other shareholders, Little Pepper, the bodyguards and the like all cried out in surprise.
But before everyone could be happy for a second, the falling ball bounced and rolled towards the sandpit more than ten meters away.
"NO, NO, NO, STOP, STOP."
Stark, who was wearing smart glasses, saw the ball rolling towards the sandpit in the magnified image displayed on the lenses. He was so nervous that his breathing stopped.
Unfortunately, William didn't even need to use his mental strength to push, and the ball really rolled into the sandpit.
"Haha," William mocked Stark loudly. "Good shot, Tony."
"Fuck you." Stark, who was depressed, turned to William and raised his third finger.
Then he saw William hugging D 'Dario, who was laughing, go down.
"Damn it."
The ball went into the sandpit, and now he saw William interacting with the beauty. Stark was so angry that he waved the number one club in his hand and almost fell to the ground.
"It's okay, Tony, relax, relax."
Obadiah, who was thinking about Stark's death, patted him on the arm and comforted him as he had done for many years.
"It's just bad luck. If you can play like this after the tee, we will definitely win."
Hitting 400 yards in one shot, and including the roll on the ground, that would be about 430 yards. Let alone amateurs, even professional players who weren't famous for their strong shots wouldn't be able to hit this distance.
Being comforted by Obadiah, Stark was in a better mood, but seeing that D 'Dario was already hugging William's neck with both hands, responding to William as if no one else was there, Stark was upset.
Although it's not to the extent of thinking that this woman is mine and I must snatch her back, no one wants to see others show off their PDA when they're in a bad mood.
Throwing the number one club in his hand to the caddie, Stark didn't wait for the other shots and turned to leave the tee area. He took a detour from the non-fairway area and walked towards the green.
Obadiah looked back at the other shareholders. "Tony hit a distance of 430 yards. Who wants to hit the ball?"
Several older shareholders waved their hands, and Obadiah took the club and stood in the tee area, swinging it a few times as he spoke to Richard and Hans.
"In the past, you two young people were probably the best at playing. When I'm done, you'll come too."
"Ding."
Obadiah looked at the angle at which the ball flew and knew it was over.
Sure enough, not only did the golf ball deviate from the fairway, but the shot was also off target and the strength was just passable.
Without waiting for the ball to fall, he shook his head with a smile, threw the club to his caddie, and stepped aside to wait for Richard and Hans to serve.
Ding. Ding. Of the two, one hit 240 yards, and the other played abnormally, only hitting about 190 yards. They shook their heads and gave up.
"William, we'll wait for you on the fairway."
Obadiah shouted to William, who was still with D 'Dario, and shook his head and walked straight to the green with the laughing shareholders.
Hearing Obadiah's shout and the laughter of others, D 'Dario, who woke up, struggled in embarrassment.
William savored it for a few seconds and let go of her.
Seeing a flash of hesitation in D 'Dario's eyes, William turned to look at the paparazzi on the hillside in the distance. "Dear Sandra, I hope you are ready to be famous all over the world."
D 'Dario, who was still a little shy, followed William's gaze and understood what he was talking about. Without hesitation, she hugged William's neck again and kissed him.
This made the paparazzi in the distance almost jump up in excitement, and the waiters around them were either envious or mad with jealousy.
A few female caddies, who thought they were no less beautiful than D 'Dario, followed the shareholders down the tee, but in their hearts, they wanted to throw away the club bag, push D' Dario away, and hug William.
It is foreseeable that in less than half an hour, D 'Dario will appear on major TV stations in the United States, and tomorrow's newspapers and media will be full of reports of her and William together.
William has no interest in these women who are dormant on the golf course looking for opportunities. Not to mention that there are no self-respecting people, but the probability is probably lower than that of girls looking for opportunities in Hollywood.
“SIR”。
Hearing the golf course manager's reminder, William pulled the blushing D 'Dario out of the tee box.
As he walked, he said to D 'Dario, who was holding his arm, "Since you have been to a youth acting school, why don't you go to a professional acting university?"
As soon as she heard William's words, the smiling D 'Dario's face suddenly collapsed. "I, I."
William immediately understood that this chick didn't want to go to a performing university, but she didn't pass, or is she dyslexic like Jesse?
"Don't tell me you have dyslexia too?"
"No, no." D 'Dario shook her head quickly. "I wanted to be an actress since I was nine years old. When I was in middle school and high school, I was either looking for roles or on the way to audition. I didn't have much time to think about school, so …"
William smiled and continued, "So, your acting is not proportional to your looks and figure?"
"Nonsense." Probably because they were close, D 'Dario slapped William's arm in dissatisfaction without thinking much. "I have been praised by many New York media."
William pursed his lips. He knew that it was a small media or community newspaper that saw her good looks and felt that she had a bright future.
"Do you mind if I interfere with your film selection?"
"Do I have the right to mind now?" D 'Dario looked at William with a smile. "After tomorrow, everyone will know that I have hooked up with you.
If I shoot some scenes that you don't like, I won't be able to answer your call anymore, right? "
William shrugged. "I am the hereditary Duke of England. I can't become the target of ridicule of the nobles, right? Also …"
Thinking of his mother and his first girlfriend, William shook his head.
When D 'Dario heard William's words, she couldn't help but be stunned. Then, she asked nervously, "Is this a promise?"
"It should be." William smiled and nodded. "What you want is fame and resources in movies. To me, these are probably as simple as buying a car.
As long as I want, the big movie companies in Hollywood will treat me like God in the future. "
"Bullsh * t, how is that possible?"
D 'Dario said in disbelief. "No matter how rich you are, movies are not a business where money is the final say."
"No, dear Sandra, to the movie companies, movies are only about money."
D 'Dario stopped in her tracks when she heard that. She pulled William worriedly and advised, "William, I know that you are the best at making money and the richest person in the world.
However, there are too many examples of investors in the Hollywood circle who have been cheated by the eight big Hollywood companies and other movie companies and have lost all their money.
Even if you don't care about one or two hundred million dollars, or even a billion dollars, if you lose a few more times, you will definitely become a daily joke in Hollywood.
"Also …" D 'Dario looked at William's glasses nervously and said, "Also, I don't think I have the capital to make you lose hundreds of millions of dollars."
"Haha." William was a little surprised that D 'Dario could say that. He reached out and rubbed her face a few times, looked at her blue eyes, and said with a smile.
"Don't worry, I know better than you what kind of people in Hollywood are like. Also, if I was so brainless, I wouldn't have reached my status and status today."
Thinking of the virtual imaging technology in Little Spider, the various functions of the drones, the elemental monsters created and the technology to destroy the real scene, William was already full of confidence.
As long as the virtual imaging technology was cheaper than those special effects companies by a level, but with stronger effects, it would definitely become the first choice of special effects blockbusters.
If the director was unwilling to accept this new technology, with Sunday's computing power, and William himself didn't even know how many servers had been used to do the special effects rendering.
Not only was the production speed ten times or a hundred times faster than the existing special effects companies, but the price was also as high as five or even one or two levels, as long as William was willing to pay, it would take less than a year to defeat all the special effects companies on the market.
Even if the movie companies knew that letting William monopolize it was not conducive to the development of the industry, and it might even cause them to lose the right to speak.
However, the CEOs of American companies had done this kind of stupid thing many times.
The pursuit of capital and profit was not just a saying. Those professional managers who cared about the company's stock price and their own future did not care about what would happen in a few years or more.
If the company's performance was not good, they would be the ones to lose their jobs.
Not to mention other things, the technology companies in Silicon Valley had subcontracted the work of programmers to other countries, causing half of the programmers in Silicon Valley to lose their jobs, and they did not seem to have any intention of stopping.
"Don't forget why I'm famous all over the world." William pointed at his own head and looked seriously into D 'Dario's blue eyes.
"As long as I'm willing, it won't take a day for a technology that can change the special effects industry to appear. Tomorrow, the stock price and valuation of the special effects companies in the world will be halved.
In less than three months, those small special effects companies will go bankrupt, and in less than a year, except for the special effects companies with capital support, all the other special effects companies will lose their jobs. "
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