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Chapter 470

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After discussing with Pierre, the General Manager of the Bank of France, Anthony, who was already prepared that day, took a team of more than 20 people to Paris to discuss the contract with the Bank of France.

After spending two days to confirm that the contract was fine, William took a helicopter to Paris and landed on the rooftop of the Bank of France building.

As soon as he got off the plane, he saw Anthony and his colleagues waiting for him. The Bank of France's people, led by Pierre, also saw a helicopter with a TV station logo flying around the bank building.

"Boss, now you are probably the most unpopular Englishman in France," Anthony, who was standing beside William, joked.

"Are you sure the contract is fine?" William ignored Anthony's joke and asked with a smile.

When he heard William talking about business, Anthony quickly said seriously, "Of course it's fine. We not only reviewed it ourselves, but also found our peers in France to review it. We guarantee that there will be no problems with this contract in France."

"What if the French government wants to overturn this contract?"

"Don't worry, Boss. We live in a world of capital. If the French government overturns this contract, then the Bank of France will have to pay us at least 50% of the penalty, which is 1.75 billion USD. If they can't afford it, they will have to use 5% of their shares to offset it," Anthony said with a smile.

"Plus, you promised not to sell any of the relics in the Chantilly Castle out of France. Only then did the current president reluctantly agree. Otherwise, he wouldn't have so much money to bail out the Bank of France."

"Haha, looks like I have to find a chance to thank this president."

Although he was unhappy that he had spent 300 million USD more than his bottom line, when he thought about the price of land that would multiply in the future, his displeasure quickly disappeared.

He smiled and waved at the helicopter that was facing him, then shook hands with Pierre, who had been waiting on the side and was deliberately ignored by him. He narrowed his eyes and said with a sharp look in his eyes.

"It looks like not only the ordinary people don't welcome me, but even the shareholders in your bank don't welcome me. No one came to pick me up.

Do they think that with this 3.5 billion USD, they don't need to care about me, the benefactor who helped you in your time of need? Or do they think that selling the Chantilly Castle to me for 3.5 billion USD is a great bargain for me? "

"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire. Although it's a bit rude, in my opinion, and even in the opinion of all French people, you really have taken advantage of us. It's a very obvious fact that if it weren't for our bank's big problems, let alone 3.5 billion dollars, we wouldn't even have talked to you.

The shareholders didn't come to pick you up, not because they were disrespectful to you, but because Mr. Barrel will personally come to the venue to witness the signing ceremony. "

After saying this, Pierre grinned and looked at William with a smile.

"Alright, it seems like I'm not as important as Mr. Bucket," William laughed and led the way down the rooftop.

William didn't care if he wasn't being humiliated on purpose. As for his unpopularity, that was to be expected.

They don't have to beg you now, so why should they flatter you?

"It's a pity that after this cooperation, the other things we discussed may go down the drain," Pierre sighed. "I didn't think that the 80% of shareholders who agreed to your investment would change their minds so quickly.

But at least our cooperation is fruitful. After today, France's treasure, the Chantilly Castle, will be yours to own. "

"Haha, thank you," William was very happy to be able to buy the Chantilly Castle. Not to mention the antiques and the castle, just the 7800 hectares of land would be worth tens of billions of USD in ten years.

It was normal for antiques and relics to appreciate four or five times, so this was another six or seven billion USD.

Money was not the most important thing. The most important thing was that William really liked the climate and environment around the Chantilly Castle.

He walked into the elevator and went down to the big conference room on the 22nd floor of the bank building.

As soon as he pushed the door open, he saw Abigail, who was wearing a lady's suit, standing in front of a group of people to welcome him.

After hugging Abigail, William pretended to complain, "Why didn't you pick me up from the rooftop?"

Abigail rolled her eyes at William. "God, be serious, Boss. It's working hours. I don't want people to say that I sold my body to get to where I am now."

"But the truth is that you did seduce me."

"Damn it, let go of me," Saying these words to William made the two hug a little longer. Abigail, who did not want to be gossiped about, quickly struggled to break free.

"Okay, I'll teach you a lesson tonight," William let go of Abigail and walked to the head of England's Foreign Affairs Office in France to thank him and a few other high-ranking people for coming to this signing ceremony.

And William was the new richest man in England, so the people in the Foreign Affairs Office were of course happy to build a good relationship with him. Who knows when they might cross paths.

After the introductions, everyone began to chat with their wine glasses. A few minutes later, the scene became a little noisy. Soon, the people in the Foreign Affairs Office whispered to William and their head, Ronnie, "Mr. Bucket is here."

"Let's go, Mr. Devonshire. Let's go and pick up the unlucky Mr. Bucket who hasn't had a good day since he took office, Mr. Kellner Bacon," Ronnie joked.

"Okay," William nodded and followed Ronnie to wait outside the elevator. Then, he asked Ronnie in a low voice, "What's the temper and character of this Mr. Bucket who hasn't had a good day?"

"His temper is okay, but he has a strong smell of a Gallic rooster on him. He doesn't care about anything outside of France. Also, he has a serious habit of being late.

Apart from business, if it's anything else, if the appointment is at nine o 'clock, then Mr. Bucket will definitely not arrive earlier than nine o' clock. It's normal for him to be half an hour late. And many times, even if he arrives early, he will stay outside and make you wait for more than ten minutes before he sees you. "

"That's special," William chuckled softly.

"That's how special he is," Ronnie laughed as well. "But these aren't big problems. He's easier to interact with than those people who have special interests. If you interact with him more, you might even become friends with him."

"Thank you, but forget about becoming friends. I don't believe that a real Gallic rooster would be so happy to chat with me after seeing me, the devil who bought their national treasure. It's already surprising that he's here at the signing ceremony."

"No, no," Ronnie said with a strange expression. "He's definitely not here for the signing ceremony. With so many people against him, he'd be an idiot if he didn't have other motives."

"Maybe he's here to ask you for an investment," Ronnie said as he stared at William with a strange smile. "People with power know that you have at least tens of billions of dollars in cash in the bank.

So in the eyes of Kellner Bacon, who's always been short of money, you're a moving treasury. Of course, he has to find a way to lock you up in the French treasury. "

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