Seeing Pierre nod, William narrowed his eyes and felt secretly pleased. Fortunately, this was the movie world, and the ownership of the Chantilly Castle was in the hands of the bank. If it was in the hands of the government, he wouldn't even have the chance to quote a price. "How much?"
"What?" Pierre looked at William in shock. He didn't expect that William would still dare to ask for a price after he had said it so bluntly. Was he not afraid that the whole of France would boycott him?
"I'm asking you how much?" William stared at Pierre's glasses and asked word by word.
"God, I can't answer you." Pierre clutched his chest and was a little out of breath. "Although this is the Chantilly District, in my opinion, the land price of 19266 acres is only 7,800 hectares, and it's worth one billion US dollars. Can you really accept this price?"
"Hmm?" William calculated in his mind. "52,000 US dollars per acre is indeed a little expensive."
Pierre nodded in agreement. He didn't want to offend William, a super client, because of this matter.
"But I can still accept this price. Tell me, will you quote a price? That's all I care about now."
"I don't know. If someone had asked me if I would sell the Chantilly Castle before today, I would definitely have thought that person was crazy. But this person is you. God, I really don't know."
Pierre shook his head blankly. He thought for a moment and advised, "Mr. Devonshire, personally, I strongly recommend that you don't buy it.
Because this castle costs more than 30 million US dollars a year to maintain. Plus, it's a relic from the 15th to 17th centuries. If you buy it, you won't be able to modernize it. This castle is not suitable for living. With so much money, you might as well build a bigger and more luxurious manor. "
"Haha." William smiled crookedly. "It's my business whether I buy it or not. Or I can deposit five billion US dollars in your bank as a sign of sincerity, and you can hold a board meeting to discuss it."
"Five, five billion US dollars as a sign of sincerity?"
It wasn't that Pierre hadn't seen money before. On the contrary, as the general manager of the Bank of France, he had seen a single sum of tens of billions of US dollars. But the fact that a private individual could deposit five billion US dollars in his bank still shocked him to the core.
Moreover, this person was William, who was ten years younger than his son.
"O-okay, sir, I, I, I will go back to discuss it." After saying that, Pierre staggered back to his subordinates.
"Hehe," Anthony was delighted to see the cocky French Rooster in such a sorry state. "Boss, Pierre was right about one thing. This kind of building isn't suitable for living. Are you really going to buy it?"
"Can't I? A static structure doesn't mean that it can't be electrically modified. Which one of these buildings hasn't been modified? Otherwise, where would the lights and bathrooms come from? "
Anthony thought for a moment. "That's true. But don't you feel nervous because of the size of the palace?"
"You're not me," William said to Anthony with a smile. "And at this time in Europe, except for the high-tech and Internet industry, no other legitimate business can compare to investing in land and antiques. Believe it or not, the land here will increase tenfold in less than fifteen years.
If you have spare money, you can buy some antiques too. It's best if they're Chinese antiques. Ten years later, the price will increase fivefold. "
"Understood," Anthony grinned. "I'll go back and look for His Highness Wilson."
"Looks like Wilson's antique business is doing well," William laughed.
In the distance, Gabrielyn Russell saw that Pierre didn't even pay attention to her. He just gave a few instructions to the bank staff and left in a car. She immediately turned her attention to William.
She walked over angrily, but before she could get close, she was stopped by Anthony's subordinates and bodyguards. She shouted anxiously, "Let go of me. If you touch me again, I'll call the police and say that you're molesting me."
At this time, three men and two women walked out of the castle with dozens of balloons. Seeing Gabrielyn shouting, they quickly shielded her behind them.
With the help, Gabrielyn's morale immediately rose. She shouted at William, "William, Devonshire, you're a robber. You're a robber just like Pierre.
That old bastard promised me that he would leave the castle for five years so that I could have a chance to buy it back. It hasn't even been two months since he promised, and that old bastard just sold it to you, a robber. "
Being called a robber by a beautiful woman, William asked Anthony in surprise, "Are all Frenchmen like this?"
Anthony shrugged. "They're just a group of Gallic roosters. Boss, you'll understand how arrogant and rude these people are when you've interacted with them more."
"Arrogant?" He looked at the angry Anthony with disdain and laughed. "Looks like you've really been angered by that old bastard Pierre. Speaking of arrogance, isn't that the word used to describe English people?"
"No, no, boss, your view is outdated. There was a survey last year. We English people were described as conservative and interesting. Arrogance is a thing of the past," Anthony disagreed.
Then, he thought of something and smiled. "But in the eyes of the reporters, you're synonymous with arrogance."
"Go to hell," he rolled his eyes at Anthony. Suddenly, he noticed that the two Asian women beside Gabrielyn were holding balloons in the shape of roosters. He couldn't help but think of a few images.
"Now, everything in this castle is mine, right?"
"Of course, boss. The contract has been signed, and 160 million USD has been transferred to a specific account in the Bank of France. We're just waiting for the experts in the Bank of France to ask for the antiques and other valuable items in the memorandum.
You're 100% the owner of this castle now. Even if there's a problem, it's the Bank of France's problem. "
"Very good," William snapped his fingers. "Let them come over."
"Understood, boss," Anthony shouted a few words. More than a dozen bodyguards and five or six lawyers stared at Gabrielyn and the three men and two women beside her as they came to William.
"William, Devonshire, you," without waiting for Gabrielyn to finish, William raised his finger and said to the bodyguards standing beside her, "Without my permission, if she speaks again, you guys politely ask her to leave."
Looking at the angry Gabrielyn, William reminded her, "I'm not joking, madam. I'm not in the mood to discuss the ownership of this castle with you, because I spent 160 million USD to buy it."
"Yes, although this decision was made a few hours ago," William said pretentiously.
This pretentious sentence made Gabrielyn so angry that she rolled her eyes. However, to the more than ten temporary bodyguards and five or six of Anthony's men, it was a great encouragement. They immediately nodded and replied, "Understood, boss."
Being stared at by nearly twenty people, Gabrielyn and the five Asians who had just walked out of the castle were very sensible and did not speak.
This effect made William very satisfied. He pointed to the big cockey-shaped balloon and said to the person who looked 20 years younger than Guan Yuming, "That balloon is mine, right?" "Jack Chen."
"What?"
"I said, that big cockey-shaped balloon is mine? Do you have any other questions? "
"No, no." Seeing that William had clearly pointed out the problem, Chen Jieke immediately understood that their plan had been exposed. He tactfully said to his companion, "Bonnie, give the balloon to the man next to you."
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