Back at the hotel, William worked out with Ambrosio for more than an hour. After working out, William began to rush the script. It took him more than three hours to finish the script.
He saved the script into the USB flash drive, stretched himself, and fell asleep with Ambrosio in his arms.
The next day, William didn't get up until 9 o 'clock. He washed up and ate some breakfast before sitting in the hotel's Bentley. With the help of the hotel's professionals, it took him more than an hour to submit the script. After finishing the script, William asked someone to send the script to Ridley. Now, he was waiting for Ridley's news.
William, who had nothing to do, went back to the hotel at noon and took Ambrosio to wander around New York. Although William was annoyed by the paparazzi following him, he couldn't get rid of them.
The paparazzi also knew that William was a rich man, so they never got within 10 meters of William. William didn't know what to do.
As long as they didn't disturb him and Ambrosio, William didn't care. Ambrosio was very happy to be followed by the paparazzi. From time to time, she held William's arm and smiled sweetly at the paparazzi's camera.
They walked hand in hand for the whole afternoon and bought more than a dozen bags of luxury goods. At 6 o 'clock in the evening, William took Ambrosio to a three-star Michelin restaurant to enjoy an Italian meal. During the meal, he received a message from Brian to meet up.
After eating for more than an hour, they returned to the hotel and happily exercised. After Ambrosio fell asleep, William put on his clothes and drove an ordinary SUV provided by the hotel to avoid the paparazzi. He secretly went to the place where he and Brian had agreed to meet up.
He came to an ordinary neighborhood more than a dozen blocks away from the hotel. He found a shabby house according to the house number. As soon as he got out of the car, he saw Brian sitting in front of the barbecue grill in the yard with a pair of tongs.
When Brian saw William coming in, he said happily, "Try my Brazilian barbecue first." Brian brought a plate, a knife, and a fork for William, and picked up a large piece of roasted beef for William.
The two of them ate and drank for more than an hour. After eating and drinking to their heart's content, Brian wiped his mouth and said seriously, "It's time to get down to business. How do you want me to help you? As long as I can do it, I won't refuse."
William looked at the serious Brian and shook his head with a smile. "Don't worry. I won't let you do anything illegal. You have a lot of connections in America. Have you ever thought about running in New York?"
Brian was stunned. "You want me to go into politics? How can this help you? Besides, you can't be elected in a short period of time. "
"Haha. What I really need is your connections in America. I don't care how you run or what you do after you win the election. I just need you to have an official status in the government. When I need you, help me to persuade the relevant people. I don't care how you persuade or who you persuade. I'm only responsible for providing you with funds."
When Brian heard William's words, he was relieved. William's request was much simpler than he had imagined. "That's it? There are too many people like this in America. As long as you have money, you can find dozens or hundreds of groups like this. You don't have to spend money on my election at all. "
William shook his head and said, "I don't want to be involved in politics. I need someone I can trust to cooperate with. When I need money, you can help me deal with the public relations. I don't care how you do it, and I won't participate."
This time, Brian thought for almost half an hour before nodding. "No problem." He picked up the beer and took a big gulp. "I'm over 50 years old. I didn't expect to have a second career at this age. It's a pleasure to work with you, William."
For some reason, William could only do this. He wiped his hands with a handkerchief and happily shook hands with Brian. This was good for both of them. "When you're ready, remember to register a few funds related to the people of New York. I'll make donations to these funds reasonably and legally. Then you can start to build momentum. Maybe the next time we meet, you'll be a senator."
Brian laughed and said, "I hope so."
The two talked about some more details. William and Brian hugged and drove back to the hotel to wash up and sleep.
At nine o 'clock, William was having breakfast with Ambrosius. Before he finished eating, his phone rang. He picked it up and saw that it was Felix from UBS.
The call went through and they greeted each other. Felix said, "Mr. Devonshire, we've selected more than a dozen suitable properties for you in Manhattan and Long Island. Do you have time to take a look today?
There's a 369-square-meter top floor house near the financial center on the Upper East Side, next to Central Park. It's very good, and the price is very suitable. The owner is a financier. In mid-September 1999, he bought it for 48 million US dollars and spent 12 million US dollars to renovate it. But before he could move in, the stock market crash broke out. He's now in a hurry to sell his assets to save his financial company.
Before William could say anything, Ambrosius, who was sitting next to William and hugging him, said in surprise, "Doesn't that mean that the price dropped by 20 million US dollars in less than a year?"
Felix and Ambrosius had been in contact with each other for more than a month in Switzerland, so he quickly recognized Ambrosius's voice. "Yes, Miss Ambrosius. If you pay it all at once, I think it can be reduced to about 35 million US dollars. The owner is in need of money now. This house was listed for sale the day before yesterday."
Ambrosius looked at William with watery eyes after hearing that. She thought, "God, how many years do I have to be a model before I can buy that house? If I can live in it, it'll be so beautiful. I'm so excited just thinking about it."
"Okay, send someone to take me to see it. Also, is there a bigger manor in Long Island? I like big houses."
Felix paused for a while to search for information and said, "There is, but the history of the manor is a bit long, and the house has been empty for many years. After buying it, it'll cost a lot of money to renovate it."
"Whatever, let's take a look first." There was no problem with the renovation funds. The key was whether William would like it or not.
"Understood, Mr. Devonshire. I'll be at the hotel you're staying in in half an hour. See you later."
William hung up the phone with a smile. Felix, this guy was really good. After hearing the bank's report, he came directly from Switzerland to New York to serve him.
In less than half an hour, Felix knocked on the door and came in with three of his men, led by the hotel staff. William smiled and shook hands with Felix. He reached out and patted Felix's shoulder. "I didn't expect you to come all the way from Switzerland. Felix, I'm very satisfied with your attitude and professionalism. Maybe I should praise you with President Jon Grace. By the way, has Jon Grace been promoted to the president of the National Bank?"
Felix was very happy to hear William's praise. He came to New York in person to further improve his relationship with William. Recently, William didn't ask him to do much, which made Felix a little worried that William wanted to change banks.
William's words finally made him feel relieved. After all, William had nearly three billion dollars in the National Bank. If William changed banks, then he, as the exclusive manager of William, would definitely be torn apart by President Jon Grace.
"Mr. Jon Grace's recent achievements in the stock market have been very conspicuous. I think it's only a matter of time before Mr. Grace is promoted to president. He also asked me to bring you a gift."
Felix turned and took a password-protected box from his men, which made William very curious about what was inside.
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