February 11th, England. Today, the whole of England was in a discussion. People couldn't help but talk about William Devonshire, a 19-year-old student at the University of London.
Early in the morning, when people picked up The Sun, the first thing they saw was the headline on the front page, "Do you believe it? He will be England's youngest billionaire. "A half-body photo of William occupied the entire front page of The Sun.
On the front page, William was dressed in a formal suit. His young face was brimming with a confident smile. He raised his right hand as if to greet the citizens. The young man in the photo was so handsome that it made people jealous. Most people who were reading The Sun cursed in their hearts. Damn it, The Sun is fooling people again. It's that rich kid flaunting his wealth in the newspaper again.
He's only 19 years old and he's already a billionaire? Damn it, how is this possible? Anyone who believes that he's not a rich kid is a fool. The Sun is becoming more and more unprofessional.
However, when the citizens of England finished reading the content of The Sun, they were all envious of William.
They were all wondering why this guy wasn't their child or why they weren't this guy.
Although they didn't know whether the billionaire was real or not, the newspaper said that this guy had earned more than two million pounds in a month. God, today isn't April Fool's Day, is it? Otherwise, how can a 19-year-old in his second year of university earn two million pounds in a month? This kind of good thing won't happen to me.
Those who read the newspaper thought to themselves, "How is this possible? It's another lie." However, after calming down, they had no choice but to believe what the newspaper said. The newspaper had posted the sales data of Jia Re Fu's T-shirts, hats, teacups, and other daily necessities for the past two weeks. If this was fake, then Jia Re Fu would kill the Sun.
Looking at the newspaper's introduction of William Devonshire, most people were unhappy at first, then fell silent.
Most people could not help but read it again. On the second page of The Sun, the editor-in-chief wrote: In my more than 20 years in the newspaper business, I have seen too many incredible things, but when I received the information given to me by the newspaper reporter, I fell into deep thought and then into ecstasy. We have heard too much about American IT geniuses and how these geniuses became rich overnight, but I have never heard of such geniuses in England, and this makes me very depressed.
In the past, I used to complain about why our great England couldn't produce such a genius, but when I saw the information in my hands at midnight, I was so excited that I wrote this report overnight. Dear readers, let me grandly introduce to you the most talented 20-year-old native of England. Yes, I said the most talented, because I can't find anyone in the world who is more talented than William Devonshire.
William Devonshire was born on December 7th, 1980, in St. Mary's Hospital, London, England. Mother, Lena Devonshire, father unknown (we couldn't find any information about William's father), grandfather, Henry Winst Devonshire, Earl of Devonshire. When you see Devonshire, do you think of something? Haha, you guessed right, it's that Devonshire. Henry Winst Devonshire's ancestor is the Earl of Devonshire that we know of.
However, Henry Winst Devonshire's branch completely declined more than 60 years ago during World War II. Henry Winst Devonshire was born in 1928, but he didn't have a good childhood. When he was 14 years old, his father, the old Earl, and three uncles sacrificed their lives for the British Empire in that war.
In 1946, because of the Aristocratic Succession Act, Henry Winst Devonshire, who was only 18 years old at the time, didn't keep his family's territory and castle. He could only inherit the title of Earl of Oxford and a pitiful amount of real estate. He didn't marry until he was 31 years old, and he didn't have a daughter until he was 33 years old, Lena Devonshire, and she was his only daughter. For the past 50 years, Henry Winst Devonshire has been unknown. We only know that Henry was an ordinary middle-level employee in the London Electricity Company.
If it weren't for today's report, I don't think anyone would have paid attention to this family that sacrificed all its adult males for the British Empire in World War II. I would like to pay tribute to the Henry Winst Devonshire family, and to the heroes who sacrificed their lives for their country in that war.
Lena Devonshire was born in September 1961. She was an ordinary descendant of an aristocrat. For the past 39 years, she was also unknown. We only know that she had William after returning from a skiing trip to Switzerland 20 years ago. After giving birth to little William, Lena had a few short relationships, but for little William, Lena didn't marry again.
When William was 10 years old, Henry Winst Devonshire and his wife passed away due to illness. The medical expenses used up the Devonshire family's pitiful savings. After that, Lena raised William alone. She changed many jobs, and for William to go to university, she had to work two jobs. She was a great mother.
However, our reporter found out that Lena Devonshire had bought a 110 square meter coffee shop in Oxford Street the day before yesterday. Lena's hard times have finally come to an end, and I wish this great mother well.
The readers who read the report were cursing in their hearts. Damn the stalking report. You think we don't know? Isn't it just paparazzi taking photos? You still have the nerve to say that you're stalking. Who doesn't know that The Sun is a three-page newspaper?
In the past 60 years, the Devonshire family didn't have any interesting things or people. Even the title was inherited by the collateral branch of the family. But the reality was just like what Forrest Gump said in "Forrest Gump": You never know what the next chocolate will taste like. The Devonshire family started to change after the millennium.
William Devonshire, a 19-year-old and three-month-old boy, was born in a single-parent family. As a mixed-race child, he was ostracized since he was a child. He didn't have many friends, so he spent most of his time on his studies. In the eyes of his peers, he was just a bookworm with no friends and no hobbies, well, if archery and swimming were counted.
But if you think he's really a bookworm, then you're wrong. From our understanding of the business negotiations, William's performance was excellent. He had a clear understanding of the business needs and bottom lines of the big companies. The negotiators of these big companies often had to do as he said, because William knew what these big companies wanted.
Most importantly, William Devonshire developed a popular game and at the same time, made the game's peripherals popular. This immediately increased the game's value by several times.
I think the happiest people now are Jia Re Fu and the marketing students at the University of London. In half a month, William earned two million pounds for Jia Re Fu, and in one month, he earned more than 300,000 pounds for the University of London students.
Before the year 2000, William Devonshire could only be said to be a very talented young man. Perhaps after he graduated, he could find an IT job with a salary of 3000 pounds a month and be a normal office worker. He didn't perform well.
But after the year 2000, everything changed. It was as if he was kissed by God during the year 2000, and God passed his wisdom to William Devonshire. Otherwise, I can't imagine how he could finish a job that would take dozens of people half a year, a year, or even several years, in half a month by himself. And he did it perfectly without any mistakes.
According to the professional game designers and programmers I could find, after trying out the game called Plants vs Zombies, they all looked like they had seen God. They couldn't believe it was a game that one person could finish in half a month.
But after getting confirmation from our newspaper, everyone sighed: "William Devonshire, you're a fucking genius."
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