William lowered his head and looked at the serious Abby. He quickly told him what he knew about online shopping. Seeing that Abby was deep in thought, he advised,
"If you want to upgrade the logistics model, you have to make online shopping a trend first. Only when there is a need will it conform to the market rules.
But if you have the time, energy, and money, you might as well invest in an online shopping company in China and America. "
Doing this in England? "William thought for a while and shook his head." Although the prospects are good, England is only so big. The market and population will determine the size of this company in the future, so it won't be that big.
If you want to enter other countries, just the various protection policies will be enough to keep us out. If you have the energy, you might as well make a good Facebook. "
Looking at the unwilling Abby, William hugged her and said, "Okay, we are already past the start-up stage. We have so much money that we don't know how to spend it. We can be angel investors.
We can use capital and technological advantages as bargaining chips to invest in those promising companies. There is no need to do everything ourselves. "
"Then should I go to America and China to take a look?" Abby said excitedly. "Before the online shopping trend becomes a trend, I will try to buy more shares after the inspection."
"Wait until your holiday is over."
Hearing about China, William thought silently. It was not good for him to go back, but it shouldn't be a problem for Abby to take a look.
While he was thinking, Sunday reported in his earpiece, "Sir, I have found a part of the video of the Transformers being killed that you asked me to collect. If necessary, I can send it to your smart eye now."
William did not answer. Instead, he said to Abby, "Let's go, there's nothing to see. Let's go home and prepare dinner."
"Ah, aren't you going to say a few words to them?"
William's direct departure surprised Abby. At the same time, without waiting for him to go back on his words, Abby hugged his arm and walked towards the stairs of the spectator stand.
"Recently, I have learned a few Celestial dishes. I will let you try them to see if they are to your liking."
Seeing that William was about to leave, not only did the spectators turn to look at him and Abby, even the people who were not chasing the ball on the field turned to look at them.
When Vivian swung the club and hit the ball into the goal, she happily looked at the last row of the stands, only to find that William had disappeared. She was so angry that she secretly cursed.
After returning to the castle, Abby was worried that William would laugh at his clumsy appearance when he was fiddling with the ingredients. Therefore, after being chased out of the small kitchen, William comfortably lay on the sofa and drank whiskey while watching the video he found on Sunday.
After spending a lot of time watching more than a dozen videos of the Americans hunting down Autobots, William frowned and asked, "Why are they only hunting Autobots?"
"Sir, we made a mistake in the infiltration of the Decepticons into the human society. More than 30 years ago, they had already cooperated with the Gould family in America.
After 30 years of development, the Gould family has been able to influence some of the higher-ups in the United States. With the information provided by the Decepticons, most of the information that the United States has obtained is related to the Autobots. "
William closed his eyes and thought silently. After more than 10 minutes, he opened his eyes and said, "Do you have any information on the Decepticons in America?"
Sunday paused for a few seconds. "Yes, sir. Other than the Decepticons that I have recorded in the past, the current master of the Gould family, Dylan Gould's car should be the intelligence officer of the Decepticons, Soundwave."
"First, release the video of the Autobots being attacked. I will inform you of the next plan. Be careful."
Hearing Abigail's shout, William took a glass and a bottle of wine and walked to the small dining room. He said, "I don't want to wake up tomorrow morning and receive protests from the Americans."
"Understood, sir. I will ask the spider robots in the Yellowstone Park base to sneak into America's public facilities and release these videos to the world."
"That's good."
After eating a greasy dinner and taking a walk for less than five minutes, he was dragged to the shooting range by Abby, who had deliberately walked to the shooting range. He did not expect this girl's marksmanship to be so good now.
William tried a few clips of the Glock in the shooting range. After confirming that Abby really knew how to use a gun, he could not resist her coaxing and pestering. He took her to the underground armory of the shooting range.
As soon as they entered the armory, Abby saw hundreds of different kinds of guns and even shoulder-mounted missiles. She shouted excitedly and walked around the armory to pick more than 10 guns.
"Okay, that's all. With your small body, if you try all of them, your arms and shoulders will be in so much pain that you won't be able to lift them tomorrow."
William pushed the cart and pulled Abby into the elevator with more than 10 boxes of bullets.
When they arrived at the shooting range, he put on Abby's earmuffs and helped her load the bullets. While he taught her how to use the weapons one by one, the two of them inevitably rubbed against each other.
The gunshots rang out for almost an hour, but later, for some reason, the sound in the shooting range turned out to be the sound of heavy breathing after intense exercise.
At this time, it was afternoon in America. The video that was posted on the Internet on Sunday quickly spread all over the Internet.
Not only did the Americans see it, but people from other countries and regions around the world also saw it on the Internet. Even many TV stations that were not on good terms with America broadcast it on TV as an emergency broadcast.
For a time, the whole world was shocked by the news and fell into chaos, suspicion, and panic.
Even William, who was working out with Abby, was disturbed. The phone that was thrown on the ground rang.
When he heard from Sunday that the caller was Garris Mallory from the British Military Intelligence, who had not been in contact for a long time, William, who was busy, did not want to answer.
Needless to say, it must be related to the Autobots. William was confident that even if he did not answer, Garris would not dare to complain.
An hour later, William helped Abby, whose clothes were a little messy, back to the castle. Just as he finished showering, the phone rang again.
This time, it was not Garris, but Catherine, the former Minister of State for Security of England, who was now the vice president of the Devonshire Group.
As soon as the call was connected, William smiled and said, "Hello, Catherine, is Garris looking for you?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Devonshire."
"Stop, stop, call me William, and tell Garris that I'll call him back later," William explained to Catherine with a laugh. "I was practicing with Abigail at the shooting range and didn't hear my phone ring."
"That's good." Catherine did not care whether this explanation was true or not. She laughed and said, "Garris saw that you didn't answer the phone and he was stopped when he drove to the castle, so he had no choice but to call me."
"I see, then don't worry about it. I'll pick him up later. Good night."
"Okay, good night, William."
After hanging up the phone, William snapped his fingers. Sunday ordered the people in charge of the castle's outer defense to let Garris go.
After changing into casual clothes, William went downstairs and stood at the castle gate to wait for Garris.
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