"You want to rent Wembley Stadium?"
"That's right. I will only start the stadium reconstruction plan if I rent Wembley Stadium or other stadiums. Otherwise, I can only expand Stanford Stadium or choose a new site to build a new stadium."
William waved his hand and continued without waiting for the person to speak, "I know you have plans to tear down Wembley Stadium.
But I'm not optimistic about your plan because you'll have to argue for two or three years. Rent it to me during this time to increase your income and give you enough time to think about it.
However, there's something I need to make clear to you first so that you won't blame me if there's a problem in the future.
"With the increase in prices and material costs in the next few years, Wembley Stadium will not be built without 700 million pounds. Unless the construction team you find is from the Celestial Empire, it will be possible to build it on time in two to three years."
"How is that possible? The Celestial Empire has the ability to build a super stadium. I suspect that even if you show them the blueprint, they won't be able to understand it."
"Hehe," William snapped his fingers and the butler, David, immediately appeared two meters away. "What orders do you have, Mr. Devonshire?"
"Get him out," William pointed at the middle-aged man and the others who had just spoken and said, "Whoever has the same idea as him, get out."
The middle-aged man who was pointed at by William wanted to say something, but the leader covered his mouth and dragged him out. He came with a mission. If he did not get William's confirmation, the leader guaranteed that he would be torn apart by those capitalists.
"Second, I need 200 acres of land to build a training base. You have three days to give me an answer. After three days, I will contact the towns around London.
"Third, in order to save time, I will find three to five construction companies to start construction at the same time. The procurement of materials will also be biased towards London companies. However, if you want to get the contract, you have to first get the approval of the Parliament. So, tell those behind you who want to get the project. If you want to earn my money, you have to work for me first."
At this moment, the phone in his hand rang again. William looked at the number and said, "I'm sorry, gentlemen. I have an important call to answer." He then said to David, "Help me send these gentlemen out."
David nodded. "Okay, Mr. Devonshire." He then turned to the city government and said, "Gentlemen, please follow me."
After getting what they wanted and completing their mission, the people from the municipal government didn't pester him any further. After bidding farewell to William, they followed David out.
After everyone had left, William answered the call. "Hi, Prince Charles. What brings you here today?"
"Good afternoon, William. Are you free tonight? My father, Philip, would like to see you.
"I don't have time for anyone else, but for His Majesty, of course I have time. I'll see you there tonight." He didn't expect that his plans would draw out the King of England.
"It's at the Big Wine Bowl Bar. You remember the place, right?"
"I remember. Of course I remember such a unique bar."
"Alright then, I'll see you at 8 PM. Remember not to bring a female companion."
"Alright, see you tonight."
At 8 o 'clock in the evening, William arrived at the Big Bowl Bar in Mayfair, Central London.
After parking his car and walking into the bar, the waiter greeted William and led him to the back of the bar. After passing through the long corridor, they arrived at the inner Gothic building.
"Welcome, welcome our new richest man in England." Prince Wilson hugged William as soon as he entered the door. "Buddy, you're not a good friend. You never look for me when you have something fun, and you didn't look for me at Kensington Palace when you returned to London.
What's worse is that you didn't look for me when you wanted to buy antiques. I have a lot of Chinese antiques in my hands. "After saying that, he hugged William hard on purpose.
"Damn it." William was annoyed by Wilson's enthusiasm. He used a little strength to break free from Wilson's grip. "If you hug me again, I'll beat you up."
"But …" William straightened his clothes and put his arm around Wilson's shoulder. "Buddy, you really have Chinese antiques. What kind?"
"Wilson, if I were you, I wouldn't sell them to William. I'd keep them for myself." A voice unique to a middle-aged man came from behind William and Wilson.
William's spiritual power had already sensed that someone had walked behind him. However, when he turned around and saw who it was, he was still a little surprised. "Good evening, Duke Nishimin. It's a pleasure to meet you. I didn't expect to meet you here for the first time."
"Good evening, William. It's a pleasure to meet you too. However, it's not that I don't want to meet you, it's that I couldn't find a chance to do so. If it wasn't for the fact that I had to look for King Philip today, our meeting would've been delayed."
The two smiled and shook hands. Duke Nishimin said, "Let's go. Philip and Charles are waiting for you."
As they walked, Duke Nishimin said to Wilson, "Didn't your father, Charles, tell you?"
"What?" Wilson asked in confusion.
Duke Nishimin shook his head. "Looks like your father is really tight-lipped. Although the few of us agreed to keep it a secret, it's not a big deal to tell you that I'm the second in line to the throne."
William pursed his lips. What did Duke Nishimin mean by saying this to Wilson? Was he trying to sow discord? Or was he really just teasing him?
"Wilson, think about the speed at which William makes money. You'll understand how good his foresight is. Sometimes, it's very simple to make money. Just follow those who know how to make money.
William was willing to spend 700 million US dollars in cash, plus some other sources of income, to exchange for antiques worth one billion US dollars in the hands of the Grand Duke of Devonshire and the others. You should know how the market for antiques in the Celestial Empire will be in the future. Listen to me, Wilson. If you have spare money, you can find those nobles who lack money to buy more antiques. "
"There's really an appreciation value?" Wilson turned to look at William. After thinking for a while, he asked in a low voice, "No, God. There's not only an appreciation value, but an appreciation value that's huge, right, William?"
After saying that, Wilson put his arm around William's shoulder. "Buddy, we're friends. If there's something good, you can't leave me behind and make a fortune by yourself."
William rolled his eyes and looked at Wilson. Duke Nishimin, this old fox, had said so much just to see William's reaction. Although he had guessed a little, he was not sure. At most, he would not sell the antiques in his hands.
However, once he saw something from William, this old fox would definitely use his identity as a great noble to buy the antiques from the small and medium-sized nobles who lacked money.
"Duke, I heard that you have a lot of land in many districts of London. Can I trouble you to sell me a bigger piece of land?" William did not answer the question.
"May I know what you're going to do with the land?" Duke Nishimin asked.
"Hehe, I'm planning to build a private museum, one that can display 20,000 pieces and collect 100,000 antiques."
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