"Oh my God!" William, who was sitting on the sofa watching the news, suddenly heard Ambrosio's exclamation. Within a few seconds, Ambrosio walked quickly to William with an invitation letter and hugged William's arm excitedly.
"Dear, this is the invitation letter to the reception for the reopening of the White Palace. The invitation letter was written by Mr. Benjamin Arthur himself, and he even invited me. Oh my God, can I go to the White Palace too?"
"No," William refused without even thinking about it. He did not want to go to the White Palace that was almost destroyed some time ago. When the White Palace was occupied, there were definitely more than 200 people who died there. Only a ghost would be in the mood to go to that damn place.
Besides, William did not care about Zhengzhi's affairs. He would only be wasting time if he went, and he would have to pretend to be happy and smile.
"Nothing good will come out of it if I go. Either the charity fund will ask me for money, or those big financial groups will want to invest in my new company. Only an idiot would let those greedy guys find a chance to enter my company."
"Okay then," Ambrosio lay on William's chest in disappointment, but after a few minutes, he said in a flattering tone, "Dear, can I get a new suit for my parents?" Ambrosio asked.
"Okay," William looked down at his girlfriend who was being very careful.
"You know, the security in some places in Brazil is not good. Now that the whole world knows that I'm your girlfriend, I'm worried that something will happen to my parents," Ambrosio whispered.
"Why not? I'll get someone to send four suits to your parents in Brazil. One suit for each of us. Just tell Sunday your parents' size and preference, and I'll make two more suits for you."
Ambrosio hugged William and kissed him excitedly. "Six suits at once? Isn't that too extravagant?"
"I made the bulletproof fabric myself. The manufacturing cost is actually not high. The reason why it's so expensive is that research and development costs are high. On the other hand, the companies in this industry are generally selling at high prices. My product is better than theirs. If I sell it too cheaply, wouldn't I be a fool?
In a few years, or more than a decade, the price of this bulletproof suit will definitely drop several times, or even more than ten times. Now, I'm regretting that I didn't carefully investigate the current situation of this industry. The products I brought out were more than ten years ahead of the ones on the market, which would have cost me a lot of money. "
"Stop." Ambrosio patted William's chest. "God, I don't want to hear anything about money anymore. Honey, I've heard too much about money from TV and newspapers these days. No matter how much money there is, it's not mine. Poor me, your girlfriend, only has a monthly allowance of 500,000 dollars."
Ambrosio, who was talking enthusiastically, was slapped by William on the round area behind her. "Pa."
"You bastard, William." Ambrosio touched the place where he was hit pitifully.
William couldn't help but roll his eyes. "Tell me, what jewelry, car, or house do you like?"
"Hehe." Ambrosio kissed the corner of William's mouth a few times and said flatteringly, "I want to buy a house for my parents in a safe community near Ipanema Beach in Rio. I don't want to worry about them getting into trouble, but I don't seem to have enough money."
"How much are you short of?" William didn't care when he heard this. To him, filial piety to his parents was a matter of course, so he didn't have the slightest intention to refuse. However, he had to know the price first. If this girl wanted to buy a villa worth tens of millions of dollars, William would immediately let her know why the flowers were red.
"Including the pocket money you gave me, I have 1.7 million dollars, but I have to leave 100,000 for this month, so I'm short of about 400,000 dollars."
Hearing that it was only 2 million dollars, William said happily, "Okay, you don't have to think about this anymore. I'll get someone to help you find a house. Your task is to look at the house. Don't worry about anything else." William kissed Ambrosio's face. "If you want to buy a house, buy a better one. Keep your money to find a suitable security company. I don't want to hear that something happened to your parents because you're my girlfriend."
"That's great." Ambrosio kissed William's face heavily. She got up and ran to the side to take out her phone to call her parents. She completely forgot that Mr. Benjamin Arthur had invited them to the White Palace.
Or rather, Ambrosio saw that William was not interested in going, so she deliberately acted like this so that William would not feel bad. After all, she was not a famous model and had no chance to attend the banquet at the White Palace. Even if she was famous, the White Palace would never invite a model to the commemorative reception without a special reason.
He asked Sunday to call and reject the White Palace's invitation. He also called Felix, the exclusive account manager of the Swiss National Bank, and asked him to find someone to look for a house in Rio. After dealing with these matters, William, who had nothing to do at home for two days in New York, thought that it would be better to go back to the castle and hide. He was already annoyed by the invitations and the reception.
When he returned to the castle, he wanted to find out about the preparation of restaurant No. 11 for his mother's birthday party. Then, he would participate in Red Hare's 2930 meters championship on the 21st.
It was his horse's first official race. He had to attend such an opportunity to be in the limelight. Otherwise, if Red Hare really won the championship and the horse's owner was not there, he would be laughed at.
In addition, Abigail, who helped him identify the Chinese antiques in the hands of the Grand Duke of Devonshire, had called him no less than five times in the past two days, all to ask him to hurry back to London to buy the antiques.
After Abigail and the five antique appraisal experts invited by the Chinese Empire preliminarily appraised the first batch of thousands of antiques, they found that the value of these antiques was quite high. According to the current market price, the cheapest antique was worth tens of thousands of pounds. In this era, a pound was worth 11 to 12 RMB. Antiques worth more than 100,000 RMB in 1900 were definitely worth collecting.
However, there were too many of them. If they really wanted to appraise all of them, they did not know how long it would take for the six of them to appraise them. In the past three days, the six of them had carefully examined only about 300 antiques, but among these 300 antiques, there were several antiques that could be called national treasures.
However, the reason why the five experts from the Chinese Empire could not wait and kept asking Abigail to call William to return to England was that a baron named Daniel Kaboré had found Abigail the day before yesterday, gave her a document bag with more than a dozen photocopies and said that he wished to meet with William before leaving.
After Abigail finished reading it, she excitedly handed the information to the puzzled experts of the Chinese Empire. After reading the photocopies, the five experts were all at a loss and spoke incoherently because the information on the photocopies was likely to be the Yongle Ceremony. Moreover, looking at the pages, it should be four volumes of the Yongle Ceremony.
This was a national treasure among national treasures.
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