The staff of Caesar Palace had already been prepared. The two of them walked into the VIP lounge and sat down face to face. Stark said, "Tell me, what game do you want to play?"
"Haha, of course it's poker, but won't that be too difficult for you? Why don't we compare who's bigger?"
Those who could enter the VIP lounge now were all people of status. Seeing William's cowardice, Stark's face turned red, and they all laughed without caring about their status.
It seemed that Tony Stark really wasn't popular.
After everyone in the VIP lounge was seated, the card player of Caesar Palace surprised everyone. It turned out that this card player was the chairman of Caesar Palace, an old man in his sixties.
"Good evening, gentlemen. I'm Smith, the chairman of Caesar Palace. Today's card game is very special, so before we start, I need to confirm with you again which country your funds are in and which bank you're using."
This time, William didn't wait for Stark to speak. He said first, "The Swiss National Bank."
Hearing that, Smith looked at Stark. Stark thought for a moment, then nodded. To him, the Swiss National Bank was no different from any other big bank. No bank would blatantly scam a tycoon like him. He sold arms, so Tony Stark wasn't a benevolent person at this time.
If it weren't for the fact that Tony Stark's personality wouldn't have changed so much.
"Okay, since the bank has confirmed it, the second question is, how much funds do you have?"
Hearing this question, Stark chuckled and said to William, "What do you think, kid? Let's not play too big, or you won't even have milk to drink when you go home."
"Hehe." "Haha." The onlookers felt that they didn't need to watch the card game today. They were happy just to see the two of them cowering.
William looked at Stark, who was looking down on him, and thought for a moment. If he wanted Stark to take the bait, it seemed that he had to offer something that could move his heart.
William made up his mind and said, "Three billion dollars in cash and all the patents of the new MP3 player in my hands are valued at one billion dollars. A total of four billion dollars will be bet on the shares of Stark Industries in your hands."
"Boom!" Hearing William's words, everyone present stood up and looked at William in disbelief.
"God, the Devonshire family is crazy," Smith exclaimed and said seriously, "Mr. William Devonshire, are you sure what you said is true? As long as Mr. Stark confirms it, the game will be set up, and you won't have a chance to go back on your word. Otherwise, all the upper class in America will boycott any of your business activities, and you will become the most unpopular person in America."
William looked at Smith in surprise. It seemed that the chairman of Caesar Palace had dealt with Henry before.
But at this time, William ignored Smith's words. Instead, he smiled and looked at Stark, who was so shocked by the 4 billion dollars that he couldn't close his mouth. "You agree?"
Playing such a big game? This put Stark in a very difficult position. He thought that a few hundred million would be very big, but he didn't expect William to be so crazy as to bet all his money on him. God, do I have such a big grudge against this little guy?
He didn't have as much cash as William. Most of Stark's wealth was in stocks and real estate. He didn't even have a few hundred million in cash. If he didn't take out his shares, he really couldn't continue.
William didn't say anything to scare Stark. If he wanted to play, he had to think clearly. Otherwise, Stark would feel that William had used words to block him and hate him for the rest of his life.
The audience in the VIP room all held their breath and looked at Stark quietly. If Stark agreed, then this game would be the biggest game in history.
Stark, who was in a difficult position, thought for a long time and said, "The shares are fine, but the voting rights are still mine. If you want to sell them, you can only sell them to me. I'll buy them at the market price."
"Boom!" The audience immediately became excited. They didn't expect Stark to really agree.
But what the audience didn't know was that Stark wasn't an idiot. What he wanted was all the patents of the new MP3 that William had mentioned.
In the past few months, William's private lawyer, Anthony, had been registering MP3 patents for him. There were already hundreds of patents registered successfully. Many people could find out what technology William had registered in the patent office, which made many people jealous.
Now, William was only offering one billion US dollars. In Stark's view, one billion US dollars was really low. It was like picking a hundred times.
He was confident that if he did it well, ten billion US dollars wouldn't be a problem, and the patent could be paid for for 20 years.
William looked at Stark with a smile, thinking that he would take the bait. "I can give you the voting rights, but we have to have the same shares. You can't dilute my shares. Otherwise, we'll have to pay the agreed fee and the time limit is three years. I think three years is enough for you to prepare, Mr. Stark."
Stark thought about it and nodded. "No problem."
"Also, if I want to sell, you have the priority, or I'll sell it to someone else if you don't want it after I inquire about it. But the time limit is one month. If you don't reply after a month, I'll take it that you've given up."
Thinking about the patents in William's hands, Stark touched his mobile phone. He didn't believe that he would lose to William with the help of J.A.R.V.I.S., who had a prototype of artificial intelligence. He nodded and said, "Okay."
After the conditions were agreed, the bank and the lawyer soon came in. It took them more than an hour to sign the contract with the help of the bank and the lawyer.
After everything was ready, Old Smith said again, "I'll ask you one last time. Do you have any objections to me being the dealer again?"
William and Stark shook their heads. "The game has begun," Old Smith said.
Hearing that the game had begun, everyone was so excited that their hearts almost jumped out.
Unfortunately, the result was very different from what Stark had expected.
Four hours later, at seven o 'clock in the morning, Stark walked out of the VIP lounge in a daze with the help of Happy, the head of the bodyguards. He couldn't understand why he had lost four billion dollars in Stark Industries shares to William in four hours.
His shares had also gone from 32% to 28%, and William immediately became the seventh largest shareholder of Stark Industries. Furthermore, he was a private shareholder. In three years, William's influence in Stark Industries would skyrocket.
This made Stark very angry, but he had to consider the consequences of losing the 4% share. After returning to his suite, Stark lay on the big bed and carefully thought about the game. He couldn't understand why his luck had become as bad as dog history at the beginning of the game.
Could it be that he had won too much in the hall and used up all his luck?
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