Early in the morning, the president of the Four Seasons Hotel knocked on the door and walked in. "Sir, this is today's newspaper. According to your instructions, we've picked out all the newspapers related to Debis."
"Okay," William took the newspaper. "Thank you."
"You're welcome, sir. Breakfast will be delivered now, or should we wait a little longer?" The butler smiled.
He glanced at his watch. It was 8: 10 in the morning. "Right now."
"Yes, sir."
A few minutes later, William was sitting in the dining room, eating breakfast and reading the newspaper. Today's headlines were basically about the assassination of Mrs. M.
There wasn't much news about the Seville blood diamond trade with Debis, but this was what William wanted.
In the futures market, betting money was required to buy a rise or a short sale. The news that was released yesterday about Debis was covered up by the news of the assassination of the head of the Special Task Force, Mrs. M, before it could even begin to spread. As such, the market's confidence in Debis would not be affected too much.
According to the fluctuations of Debis's stock price over the past decade, William believed that there would be people who would enter the market to buy Debis's stock price after it fell in the next few days.
After breakfast, he turned on the TV and changed a few channels. He saw a lot of people outside Debis's headquarters in twos and threes, holding banners against the blood diamond trade and protesting loudly on the street.
After watching for a few minutes, William lost interest. This was only the first wave of revelations. The second wave would release a secretly filmed video of Debis's president and Archer trading the super pink diamond. The third wave of evidence would be all the industrial chains where Debis smuggled and sold blood diamonds.
Considering Debis's response, this evidence would be exposed in three days. Even if he earned less, he couldn't give Debis time to clean up the evidence.
Since the matter in London had been dealt with, William's goal of shorting Debis was too big. It wasn't good for him to stay in Switzerland, so he could only let Brian Mills keep an eye on it.
However, Brian only had the right to manage and not the right to mobilize the funds. The funds were handled by the Swiss National Bank and William had the final say on when to buy and when to sell.
It would take a few days for all the parts of Mark's armor to be transported back to the castle. While he had nothing to do, William thought about going to Boston to meet Robert McCall, the man Winston had mentioned.
This time, he was looking for a personal bodyguard for his mother. Whether the person was capable or not, William had to meet him personally.
William called the hotel housekeeper and asked him to book a private jet for him to go to Boston. Ten minutes later, the housekeeper knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Devonshire, the plane has been booked and can take off at any time."
"Well, thank you." William stood up and said to the hotel's housekeeper, "Help me buy some gifts for the Chinese. They don't have to be too expensive, just something formal. After selling them, put them in the trunk of my car."
"Understood, sir."
Half an hour later, William stood at the entrance of the hotel. He took the car keys and drove the Aston Martin DB7 to London's Chinatown.
According to the navigation on Sunday, they drove for more than 20 minutes and arrived at a restaurant called Guan's Cantonese Cuisine.
She got out of the car, opened the trunk, and walked into the restaurant with the gift.
It was not dinner time yet, so there was only a middle-aged woman cleaning the restaurant. When she heard someone coming in, the middle-aged woman looked up at William. She did not look carefully and continued to work while saying, "Sorry, sir, we are not open yet. If you want to order, you have to come back in two hours.
William did not care about the middle-aged woman's attitude. "Hello, I'm not here to eat. Is there a person called Guan Yuming here?"
"Yes." The middle-aged woman looked up and looked at William seriously. Although she felt that he looked familiar, she did not pay much attention to him. "Are you looking for Boss Guan?"
"Yes." William nodded.
"Then wait for me, I'll go to the kitchen to call him." After that, she turned and walked inside, shouting, "Boss, someone is looking for you."
William put the gift on the table and looked around. This was a small Chinese restaurant. There were only six tables in the hall. The decoration was simple and it looked a little old.
"Who is looking for me?" William, who was observing the decoration of the restaurant, heard the voice behind him. He turned around with a smile. "We meet again, Mr. Guan."
"William." Guan Yuming looked at William in surprise. "Why are you here? Did something happen?"
"Nothing happened, but I'm here for something." William picked up the gift on the table and said to Guan Yuming, "Aren't you going to invite me to sit down? I brought a lot of gifts. "
"Thank you, thank you." Guan Yuming took the gift from William's hand. "Look at me, I'm too happy. Let's go, William, I'll take you upstairs."
They went upstairs and sat in the living room. Guan Yuming made a cup of tea and handed it to William. "I'll treat you this afternoon. Try my cooking."
"Don't bother, I have to catch a plane to Boston in a while." William took a sip of tea and put down the cup. "Mr. Guan, since we're acquaintances, I won't beat around the bush. I'm here this time because I want you to be my mother's driver and bodyguard."
"Bodyguard? William, are you mistaken? You shouldn't be looking for an old guy like me. I'm over 40 years old and I've been retired for 10 years. What ability do I have to be your mother's bodyguard? Don't joke around, William. I'm just a cook now."
"Your annual salary is 600,000 pounds. It's just that my mother needs you to be her driver and bodyguard when she goes out of the castle. You don't have to worry about it in the castle. You can be a cook in the castle at other times."
"600,000 pounds? Are you kidding me? I haven't saved 20,000 pounds for so many years in England. A 600,000 pound annual salary is making my heart itch." Guan Yuming shook his head. "No, William. I have no plans to leave the mountain for a long time.
Now, I just want to peacefully watch my daughter grow up, get married, and have children. Fighting and killing is no longer suitable for me. "
Seeing that Guan Yuming refused firmly, William didn't force him anymore and started to work on his daughter. "Well, think about it again. If you agree, I can find some connections to help your daughter apply for admission to Oxford University."
"That's great, William. I was worried about which university my daughter would go to. Now that there's an option like Oxford University, it's really great. Thank you, thank you so much, William." Guan Yuming said excitedly as he held William's hand.
"What about the driver?"
"Sigh, I'll think about it again. However, William, seeing that I've served your grandfather for more than 10 years, you have to help me. Going to Oxford University is something I don't even dare to think about. If it really happens, I'll be worthy of my wife."
Damn it, William cursed in his heart. This chauffeur cum bodyguard wasn't confirmed, but he had to help his daughter go to Oxford University. What was this?
Under Guan Yuming's repeated pleas, William had no choice but to agree. Anyway, his mother had donated so much money to Oxford University a few days ago. It wouldn't be a problem to get someone to go to Oxford University, but whether they could graduate or not would depend on the student.
At noon, they had Guan Yuming's handmade Cantonese dishes in the restaurant. The taste was quite good.
After lunch, William didn't stay for long. Before getting into the car, William looked at Guan Yuming and his daughter and kindly reminded, "Mr. Guan, I still think you should seriously consider my suggestion. You can even open the restaurant in Oxford. It will be good for you."
"Thank you, we'll talk about this later." Guan Yuming shook his head. "I've been running this restaurant for more than 10 years. I'm attached to it and can't bear to leave."
Well, in that case, William didn't say anything more. He said goodbye and drove to the airport.
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