"Mr. Devonshire, I'm Robert Griff, the general manager of Liva's sales."
Listening to the awkward English, William frowned as he looked at the balding, skinny, handsome and nervous middle-aged Italian man in front of him.
"I don't like to be long-winded. Tell me the real price of this yacht."
Griff, who was already nervous, became even more nervous after being stared at by William. If he couldn't sell the yacht this time and couldn't pay off his bank debt, he would definitely be fired as the sales manager.
However, no matter how nervous and worried he was, Griff's 20 years of work experience wasn't for nothing. After thinking for a few seconds, Griff forced himself to calm down and said:
"Mr. Devonshire, this yacht can be said to be the largest and most technologically advanced yacht out of all the non-privately funded yachts.
Our company spent a total of 16.4 million USD just to build it. Including the design fee and other costs, the cost has already reached 18 million USD.
If it wasn't for the fact that it was born at the wrong time and encountered a global stock market disaster before it was even out of the factory, it would definitely have a brilliant result. "
"But it's only the first experimental boat." William interrupted Griff's imagination. "An experimental boat means high cost, high risk and uncertainty of the outcome.
I'm the buyer and have no obligation to pay for your company's bold experiment. 15 million USD, if it's suitable, I'll sign the contract now.
Otherwise, I'll place an order with England's Princess Yacht. This yacht is only 49 meters, too small and only suitable for my girlfriend.
Also, the technology you mentioned is nothing in my opinion. This yacht only has a large area of glass and a three-stage drop that's not bad, but the rest doesn't meet my expectations at all.
There's no defense system, no emergency submarine, no AI butler, no anti-camera system, no global navigation system, no hidden fishing platform.
There's no stereoscopic 360-degree cinema sound system. Look at this cinema system, it's actually copied from a movie theater.
The LCD screen in the living room on the first floor is not only thicker than my palm, but it's also not paneled.
The most intolerable thing is, is there a need for so many rooms? If there's so much space, it's better to make the bathroom bigger. There's also a problem with the design of the furniture. This is a yacht, not a villa. Don't you know the minimalist style?
The driving system in the control room is actually not … "
William smiled and raised his head to look at the excited Griff. As expected, the bastard took out a pen and notebook to record what William had just said.
"Do you want to hear more?"
"Of course, Mr. Devonshire." Griff hurriedly nodded. "If possible."
William knew that Griff would be interested. After all, the things he said were things that the yacht company spent a long time to slowly summarize according to the needs of customers.
"What I just said is worth 6 million USD. As for the rest, sell me the yacht for 12 million USD. Otherwise, if you dare to use what I said in your new boat, I swear I will fight a lawsuit with your company for more than 10 years.
Even if I can't win, I'll drag this case out until everyone in your company is exhausted.
No matter how powerful your company is in Italy, my team of lawyers will tell you how uncomfortable it is to offend a billionaire. "
"Sorry, sir, I have to ask the company about this." Griff knew very well how troublesome it would be if a rich man like William fought a formal lawsuit with their company.
Even if they couldn't do anything to them in Italy, once the lawsuit was filed in England and the United States, their company's products wouldn't be able to be sold safely.
After all, the manager of the New York Yacht Club, Martin, was here as a witness.
Thinking that William's wealth could buy their company ten times, Griff knew that Martin would never dare to lie about this matter.
That's not right, Griff was suddenly shocked and stammered, "Mr, Mr, Mr Devenhill, did you just say that your wealth has reached ten billion US dollars?"
"God." Martin also exclaimed after Griff's reminder. "It's, it's, it's only been less than a year."
Martin looked at William, and then looked at Griff, who was as hopeless as him. He was crazily cursing in his heart why William could earn more money in a day than they could in a lifetime.
Especially when he saw the beautiful Ambrosio hanging on William's body with a proud and obedient face, the feeling of powerlessness intensified.
"Idiots." William cast a glance at the two decadent men who were making a fuss about nothing.
"15 minutes." William said to Griff. "You only have 15 minutes to ask your company for instructions. If you exceed this time, I will place an order with the Princess of England Yacht Company.
What's more, I just said that I will get all the patents that can be registered. As for those that can't be registered, I will consider whether to tell the other major yacht companies for free. No one can take advantage of me. Am I right? Martin. "
Martin, who was stared at by William, quickly tightened his mind and nodded. "Of course, Mr Devonshire, no one can offend a billionaire and escape unscathed. I still have a wife and two children to raise."
"Very good, Martin. You are a smart man. I like you."
He signed a check for one million dollars and handed it to Martin with the number of his private lawyer, Anthony.
"Help me get my girlfriend, Miss Ambrosio, a membership card for your yacht club. In the future, she may use this yacht more than me."
William pointed to Griff, who was making a phone call on the dock. "At the same time, help me give this number to Mr Griff. Tell him that this is my private lawyer's number. I have something to talk to him about. I don't want to see that Italian Sicilian again."
Martin took the check, looked at the string of zeros on the check, and nodded. "No problem, sir."
Then he turned to Ambrosio and complimented, "Congratulations, Miss Ambrosio. Mr Devonshire is the most generous gentleman I have ever met."
"Thank you." Ambrosio smiled and kissed William. "I love you, dear."
Martin coughed and said, "Mr Devonshire, I wish you and Miss Ambrosio a good time."
William, who was busy, could only wave his hand. Martin bowed and walked off the boat. He stood on the dock and waited for Griff, who was on the phone.
Ten minutes later, he stopped the excited Griff and handed him the note in his hand.
Under Griff's puzzled gaze, he said, "This is the number of Mr Devonshire's private lawyer. You can look for this lawyer, Anthony, about buying a yacht."
"That's it?" Griff held the note in his hand and asked Martin in surprise, "That's it for a 12 million dollar contract? Just give me a phone number and a 12 million dollar deal is done? "
Martin rolled his eyes at Griff and said speechlessly, "Griff, as a friend, there's something I don't know if I should tell you."
Griff was silent for a moment, and finally sighed. "Hey, Martin, we've known each other for five or six years."
"Six years. I met you as soon as I was promoted to manager." Martin nodded.
Griff pulled Martin a few steps away and said in a low voice, "I probably know what you want to say, and I know that I acted like an idiot today.
But I don't know why, but when I see William Devonshire, I'm scared, and I'm so scared that my whole body trembles. "
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