The knife that was aimed at Liva and Faraday was already in William's hands. Martin and Griff's conversation was completely heard by William.
Martin's words struck a chord in William's heart. He had money, a lot of it. Indeed, as Martin had said, he should invest in those famous and influential companies in order to increase his social influence.
He already had Aston Martin in his hands, and if he bought Liva's yacht,
Then he would only need a private jet manufacturing company to gather the sea, land, and air forces. If these three companies could rise to the top of the industry, then his influence would definitely be strong.
In less than half a minute, he was beaten down by Ambrosio, who had turned into a fitness maniac.
"Yes," Ambrosio kissed William excitedly and said, "Dear, you have to keep your word. This yacht will be called Ambrosio from now on."
Damn, William wanted to slap his own mouth. His girlfriend's thoughts were all on beating him when his fitness had turned into a competition.
This made William feel that he was not working out, but being played by Ambrosio. This feeling made him very unhappy.
But even if he was unhappy, he still had to keep his words. He rolled his eyes at Ambrosio, who was lying on the ground and pretending to be pitiful. He got up and put on his nightgown.
"You can choose the style of the yacht's name yourself. After you choose, I will find someone to print your name on the yacht."
"Yes," Ambrosio immediately stood up and shouted happily. He ignored William and ran back to the master bedroom to check the information on the computer.
"Damn, this is really reaping what I sowed." He shook his head and walked to the swimming pool on the third deck of the yacht.
William did not plan to let go of such a good opportunity that came knocking on his door. He did not even think about cooperating with Martin and Griff.
To him, Martin and Griff were really insignificant characters that couldn't be any more insignificant. He already knew the most important information, and the two of them were useless in William's eyes.
On the contrary, they seemed to be a hindrance. Although William admired Martin, who asked him to scheme against him.
To scheme against others, one had to have the ability and strength to withstand the counterattack.
He said to Sunday, "Help me call Brian Mills in Switzerland."
"Yes, sir."
The call went through quickly. "Good evening, Boss."
"Good evening. Oh, no, it should be 4 o 'clock in the morning. Sorry, I forgot about the time difference again."
"It's alright, Boss. I can't sleep anyway. Barney and I are taking turns to rest and guard the trading room. It's my turn to guard tonight.
I was drinking and barbecuing with my buddies before going to bed. When I woke up, it was already morning on your side. I was just in time to call you. "
"So you're saying that there's a conclusion to Debbie's matter?" William hurriedly sat up and asked excitedly.
"Yes, Boss. The last contract will be completed tomorrow at 7am Switzerland time and 8am London time.
The exact amount of profit can only be reported to you by your personal account manager, Mr. Felix, but I estimate that it will be about three times the profit. "
"Only three times? Didn't you use ten times the lever?"
"Sorry, Boss, I don't know about this. You can only ask Mr. Felix if you want to know."
"Okay, got it." William didn't need to ask Felix. He had the highest authority for this transaction. He just needed to ask Sunday to use his authority to check the independent server for this transaction.
He tapped on his earpiece lightly and Sunday immediately replied, "Sir, mission established, estimated time of ten minutes."
William wasn't happy that the expected profit didn't reach. He said to Brian with a gloomy face, "Do me a favor."
"Go ahead." Brian could tell that William was in a bad mood and said seriously.
"The manager of the New York Yacht Club, Martin Tanner. Make him disappear for a while." However, he remembered that Martin had said that for a better environment for his two children, he had taken a loan to buy a house in Long Island.
William's heart softened and he continued, "Forget it, find him some trouble that's neither light nor heavy, but it's not easy to get away from and he doesn't have the mood to care about other things."
"That's easy, Boss. In the United States, there's nothing more troublesome than tax issues. I guarantee that this Mr. Martin Tanner will be in a terrible fix. In the end, he'll be fined tens of thousands of dollars."
"No, not tens of thousands, but 120,000 dollars. Not more, not less. I have to give him some motivation so that he can serve Ambrosio better."
"Haha, understood, Boss. No problem, I guarantee that 120,000, not more, not less."
"Mr. Martin Tanner has a pair of lovely children. He loves them very much, so be careful. This is just a lesson. I don't want to see his family fall apart. Bye."
"Okay, Boss. Bye."
After hanging up, William asked Sunday to call Barney again.
This time, the phone rang for a long time before it was connected. Barney's tired voice came through. "Hello, Boss. What's the matter?"
"Sorry, Barney, I called you so late. I want to know if Danny Archer can go on a mission now. A simple mission to seduce someone else's wife."
"Haha, Boss, who provoked you? You're so ruthless."
"That's right. A Sicilian idiot wants to scheme for my money. If I don't give him some trouble, am I still William or Devonshire?"
Hearing William talk about money, Barney was a little helpless. "Well, if that's the case, you're being very kind by not taking that Sicilian's life. I think as long as the commission is right, Danny Archer won't have a problem."
He's thinking of settling down in Brazil with the female reporter Madison Bowen, whom he met in Sierra Leone, Africa. He certainly won't refuse such a non-dangerous mission.
And the possibility of being found by Debbie in a rural place like Sicily is lower than in Switzerland. No problem, Boss. "
"Very well, let him go to Sicily now. With his handsome face, three days should be enough to deal with an Italian woman."
"Sorry, Boss, I don't know. But if you say three days, then it must be three days."
"Very well, I'll send the information to you as soon as I get back. Tell Archer that there's no commission, but if he does things well and there's a chance to make money next time, I'll pull him in like this time. Bye."
"Bye, Boss." Barney hung up the phone. He was speechless about William destroying other people's families, but he was glad for that Sicilian.
William was merciful for not paying with his life for the idea of taking William's money. At the same time, he was happy for William. Not everyone could get the chance to make money with William.
After hanging up the phone, William asked Sunday to take back the Black Blade drone. He was not in the mood to care about Martin and Clive, who were about to be unlucky.
Walking out of the pool, he went into the cabin and started the yacht to head out to sea.
This caught Martin and Griff, who were considering whether to come to the yacht to see William now, off guard. If they missed today, they didn't know when they would see William again.
Griff said to Martin helplessly, "You can only wait here now. I have to go to London to sign the contract for the yacht."
"That's the only way." Martin nodded dejectedly. But after sending Griff off, Martin thought for a long time with a gloomy face and dialed a number he had just memorized.
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