"Boom!" The entire hall immediately turned into a wet market. Curses, exclamations, and gasps were heard one after another. Even Ambrosio, who was sitting in the guest seat, covered his mouth and stared at William with his eyes wide open.
Although they had heard that William's wealth was more than 20 billion, this number was not as shocking as the fact that he had earned more than 110 million USD in two days. They looked at William as if they wanted to swallow him whole.
The chairman of Brand L, who was sitting next to William, looked at William in horror. Although William said that he was not interested in Brand L, he also said that it was because he was not in charge of the company.
If William suddenly said that he could guarantee that he could make 1 billion USD a year with Brand L, he would immediately be ousted by the other shareholders.
This was not an alarmist talk, but he suddenly had the same idea. If he could make 1 billion USD a year, the market value of Brand L would immediately soar to 10 billion USD, and his wealth would also increase by five times. As long as the profits were stable for two or three years, the market value would soar to 15 billion or even 20 billion USD.
"I've pulled the devil into my company," the old man muttered in a low voice.
William, who had good hearing, turned his head and smiled at the old man. He patted the microphone, and after the reporters slowly quieted down, he lied with his eyes wide open, "Although the company is too small to interest me, I think the panorama of this company is still very good. If you believe my judgment, those who are interested can try to buy it."
"No problem," "I'll buy it after this." William's achievements in the stock market made many reporters excited.
"Thank you, thank you for your trust. I promise that you won't regret this decision in a few years."
William looked at the excited reporters with a smile. He knew very well why he said this. If you want to get something, you have to pay first. Saying some good things that don't cost money can not only gain the favor of the other shareholders of Brand L, but also prepare to invest in Brand L in the future.
"Okay, quiet down, guys," William patted the microphone and continued, "If there are any friends who are in a hurry, you can leave first."
Sure enough, the reporters were all old foxes. They would not take action just because of William's words. After waiting for half a minute with an indifferent smile, William joked, "There have been a lot of rumors about me living a luxurious life in the past two days."
"Hahaha." Everyone laughed tacitly. The cursing of Ambrosio and the accusations of William's extravagant spending in the past two days were all made by these reporters. They were all happy in their hearts. Even if William was a rich man in Devonshire, he wouldn't have it easy.
He covered his forehead and looked at the reporters speechlessly. "I originally wanted to give these shares as a gift to a girl I love, but after seeing your reaction, I thought about it and decided not to."
"That's right. If that really happens, not only will you be cursed to death, Miss Ambrosius will also be criticized by everyone," someone suddenly said loudly.
"Haha, that's right," the people around him agreed.
Only Ambrosius rolled her eyes at William. She knew very well that William would not give her shares. He only said this to completely dispel her thoughts and to please the ordinary people who had opinions about him.
William looked at Ambrosio with satisfaction. The real reason why he didn't give Ambrosio the shares was that he didn't think his relationship with Ambrosio was so good that Ambrosio would be willing to give him such a large amount of wealth.
Ambrosius was not the mother of his child now. No matter how much he liked her, the relationship between them was just that of a boyfriend and a girlfriend.
Even if it was his wife, no one would directly give her shares. Giving some jewelry and real estate was still acceptable, but giving her shares was really too much.
If he really gave it away, as the value of these shares rose higher and higher in the future, not only would people not praise him, they would even laugh at him, William Devonshire, as an idiot. For a woman who wasn't even his wife and child's mother, he would definitely be laughed at by the world for a decade, a few decades.
"Secondly, the gift tax in America is really too high. It's only a little lower than the inheritance tax. To be honest, I really can't bear to give tens of millions of dollars to the relevant departments in America for free. With that money, I'd rather buy some clothes and jewelry for my girlfriend and give it to those who need it directly."
"Oh, oh, that's right, William. It's better to give it to those vampires in America for charity than to give it to them for free." As soon as he finished speaking, the scene roared with laughter like a market. From time to time, dissatisfaction with America's tax could be heard from the crowd.
"Bang, bang, bang." After laughing for a long time, William patted the microphone and said with a smile, "That's right. With that money, I'd rather do charity."
"Oh my god," someone exclaimed. Here comes the serious business. Everyone knew what William was going to say next, so there was no need for him to remind them, and the venue quieted down.
"The second thing I want to announce is the establishment of the Devonshire Family Fund." After a pause, William waited for the murmurs in the venue to disappear before continuing, "As you know, I was born in a single-parent family, so there's only one charity target for this fund, which is those single-parent families for various reasons."
"Can I interrupt? Student Devonshire, "a middle-aged reporter with stubble on his face stood up excitedly and raised his hand." I'm sorry, I know it's impolite to interrupt you now, but I'm a single father raising three children, so I'd really like to know if your charity target includes male families like me who are single and raising children. "
"Hmm," William was a little surprised by this question. He scratched his head and said apologetically, "To be honest, I really didn't think of sponsoring male single fathers at first because in my subconscious, this kind of behavior is not only not helpful, but it'll make them think it's humiliating. Do you understand what I'm saying?" “
Men and women are equal, and is there a difference between men and women when raising children? Why can't your foundation help male single-parent families like me? "
"Okay," William complained in his heart for a moment, then said, "Can I ask how old your children are?"
"Of course, my wife passed away three years ago due to illness. When she passed away, the youngest child was only 2 years old, the oldest was 7 years old, and the last one was 5 years old."
While the middle-aged man spoke, William took out his mobile phone and pressed a few buttons on the screen, instructing Sunday to investigate the middle-aged man and his children's information. "Okay, that's enough," William interrupted the middle-aged man and shook the mobile phone a few times. "Do you mind if I send the current situation of your children to the screen behind me?"
The middle-aged man shook his head in confusion.
"Okay, then let's see if what you said is true. Sunday, let's begin."
"Yes, sir." A low and deep voice sounded in the conference hall.
Under the surprised gaze of everyone present, the projector in the venue automatically turned on, and a photo appeared on the screen.
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