"Gentlemen, welcome to the Devonshire Manor," William gestured for them to enter the manor's living room. "I'm sorry, I just took over this manor yesterday. Please forgive me for my rudeness."
"It's alright, William. That's not why we're here today," Grand Duke Devonshire waved his hand and asked his men to leave. William also waved his hand and asked the servants to leave. He poured tea for the three of them.
Grand Duke Devonshire took the tea. "Thank you," he took a sip and said, "I'm sorry, William. I brought Marco and Charles here without notifying you."
"It's alright," William smiled with the teacup in his hand, but he was a little impatient. He hated people who recognized relatives, but since they were already here, he had to put up with it even if he didn't like it.
"Alright," Grand Duke Devonshire knew that William didn't like it when he saw his expression. He shook his head and smiled. "I'll be direct. Marco's Kans Group has always been involved in the automotive industry. Not only is it the largest spare parts manufacturer in Europe, it also has an F1 team. He's here to buy your Aston Martin."
"I'm sorry, but I'm also very interested in the automotive industry, so I'm sorry," William interrupted Grand Duke Devonshire. How could he buy the company from him?
There were only a few independent sports car companies in the world. God knew how long he would have to wait to enter the industry again if he gave up.
"Aren't you going to listen to my conditions?" Marco held his cane with both hands. "William, the automotive industry isn't as simple as you think. There are many things that can't be solved with money."
"No, no. Other than some emotional matters, everything else can be solved with money. If it can't be solved, then it means that there isn't enough money.
If 100 million isn't enough, then 200 million. If 200 million isn't enough, then 1 billion. If 1 billion isn't enough, then 2 billion. " William shrugged. "To me, 2 billion is just my monthly income."
"F * ck!" Charles, who had been smiling silently, cursed in a low voice. Grand Duke Devin and Marko turned to look at Charles, but surprisingly, they didn't blame him.
The two of them were at a loss for words after hearing William's words. Thinking about the outside world's estimation of William's net worth, they had to admit that William's ability to earn money was strong. As long as he wanted to, there was no industry that he couldn't spend money in.
"Okay, pretend I didn't ask." Marco shook his head regretfully. He took out an invitation from his suit and said, "This is my wedding invitation. I hope you have time to attend my wedding in Morocco."
"Wedding?" William looked at the white-haired Marco. Then he looked at the helpless Grand Duke Devin and the shocked Charles. "This, this," he stammered.
"Haha, it's okay, William." Marko stood up and handed the invitation to William. When William hurriedly stood up and took it, he smiled and said, "The pursuit of love is everyone's right. Even if I'm already 74 years old, no one can stop me."
"Okay, William, then I'll take my leave first. If you have the idea of selling Aston Martin, I hope you'll think of me. Goodbye, child."
Marko shook hands with William, but only nodded to Grand Duke Devin. He walked out of the living room with his crutch.
After sending Marko off, William returned to the living room and heard Charles' resentful voice. "Why? Why did he marry Susie? God, Uncle Robert, why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Would it have been useful to tell you earlier? What would it have changed? " Grand Duke Devin said in an exasperated tone, "It's just a woman. I also want to ask you, why did you have a Japanese girlfriend? Don't forget, my youngest brother, your youngest uncle, died in South Asia more than 60 years ago."
After listening for a while, William lost interest. He didn't want to participate in the feud of these rich families. He just wanted to send Grand Duke Devin and his nephew away as soon as possible. He knocked on the door, pushed the door open and walked into the living room. He placed his phone on the coffee table, sat down and snapped his fingers. He said to Sunday.
"Sunday, show the news about the antique hype of Italy's Lafali and Reva Yacht Company."
"Understood, sir."
Soon, the phone emitted a 3D light. After Sunday finished explaining, William ignored Grand Duke Devin and Charles Cavendish who were staring at the phone on the coffee table. "Grand Duke, I'll pay you 200 million dollars for this information. Is that okay?"
Grand Duke Devin looked at William reluctantly as he put away the phone on the coffee table. He closed his eyes and thought for a long time before he opened them again. "No problem, we promised you a 30% discount of 1 billion dollars worth of antiques. This time, 200 million plus the previous 500 million is a total of 700 million dollars.
Even if there was a problem, it would be fine when he saw the phone in William's hand. The Grand Duke sighed. "I always thought you were a genius, but I didn't expect you to be so talented. Is it possible for me to join you?"
If he wanted to join, he would have to think about it carefully. Unless he could exchange something that could move William's heart. However, when he thought about the composition of Grand Duke Devin's wealth, other than land and antiques, there was nothing else that William wanted.
As long as he had money, he could buy antiques in Europe. Land? William would soon be able to buy at least 30,000 acres of land near Castle Devonshire.
With 30,000 acres of land, William was not interested in other places. He did not rely on land to make money, and it would be very troublesome to manage the scattered land.
However, since he had taken it out, he would leave some for the old fox and wait for him to state his conditions. If there was really something that could move William's heart, it would not be impossible to let Grand Duke Devin join.
Therefore, William smiled and said, "I have something that you want, but if you want to eat delicious food, other than paying, we can also exchange it for something of equal value."
Grand Duke Devin understood and nodded. "Very good, William. I'll consider it carefully. Wait for my news. As for Charles …" Grand Duke Devin shook his head and sighed as he looked at the dispirited Charles.
"Sigh, Charles has a double degree in Archaeology from Oxford University. I wanted to introduce him to you to help identify antiques, but it seems like I'll have to wait for him to recover."
"No, wait." Hearing that Charles had a double degree in Archaeology from Oxford University, William immediately said, "Perhaps it would be better for Charles to find something to do for him to get out of the shadows."
"Haha, you are really …" Grand Duke Devin shook his head and looked at William with disdain. "You are indeed a capitalist. William, you have done a very good job of squeezing labor."
"Alright, I will leave first." Grand Duke Devin looked at Charles and then at his watch. "I can rush home for lunch at this time. I will call you after I have thought it through. Finally," the Grand Duke stared at William and said, "Finally, whether you admit it or not, we are a family. Take good care of Charles. Goodbye, my child."
After personally sending the Grand Duke to the helicopter and watching the helicopter fly away, William scoffed at Grand Duke Devin's last sentence. No matter how many flowers were added, they could not compare to a pile of charcoal sent in the snow.
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