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Chapter 992

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Abigail actually wanted to wear the armor and cheat by pulling out the Heaven's Sword. With a thought, William enchanted the sword with magic.

No matter how Abby ordered the armor to increase the energy output, the Heaven's Sword did not move at all.

Abby was so angry that he kicked the scabbard.

"Clang!"

Abigail, who was wearing the armor, was repelled by the rebounding force of the scabbard. She only stopped when she hit the sofa.

"God, what kind of weapon is this?"

With the protection of the armor, Abigail, who was not injured, got up from the sofa, took off her helmet and smashed it on the ground. She shouted at William, "Where the hell did you get this damn thing? Why can it rebound the force of my kick?"

William, who was watching the news, said without turning his head, "Vibranium and some special forging techniques. You won't understand even if I tell you."

"Special forging techniques?"

Abigail, who was still angry, was silent for a moment after hearing this. She took off her armor and walked to William's side and asked happily, "Can this thing be used in the car manufacturing industry?"

William reached out and touched Abigail's forehead, "Do you know how precious this thing is?"

"This sword is said to be indestructible. If it is sold to someone who knows the industry, let alone 10 billion pounds, even if it is 50 billion, the other party will not hesitate to buy it."

"So, so expensive?"

She had originally planned to use the technology in her own company, Aston Martin, but when she heard William's words, Abigail hugged William and complained.

"The people from the sports car company have been looking for me every day recently, asking when they can start producing the three super sports cars you made."

William thought for a moment, "On Sunday, send the blueprints of the Aston Martin one-77 to the research and development department. Tell them that only 77 of these cars will be built, and each one will be priced at 1.2 million pounds. They will only accept preorders from Aston Martin owners."

"Understood, Sir."

"Only 77 cars are too few. According to the news from Aston Martin, there have been more than 200 people who have called in the past few days to explicitly say that they want to pay a deposit.

"Only 77 cars will definitely cause dissatisfaction among some customers. Why don't we produce 777 cars?"

William rolled his eyes. "777 is considered a limited edition sports car? How many years will it take for the order to make 777 cars by hand? "

"You bastard who doesn't care about anything. You don't even know the annual output of your own sports car company."

He patted William on the shoulder and said to Sunday, "Sunday, help your boss explain."

"Yes, Miss Chas," Sunday said without hesitation, "Sir, we've benefited from the popularity of the DB9 and Phantom models, as well as the company's absolute advantage in the field of electric scooters.

Not only were they producing pure electric sports cars, but they had also developed ordinary electric scooters that were sold for thirty to fifty thousand pounds. Aston Martin's performance and scale had doubled over the past three years.

The market value has increased from 1.5 billion pounds when you took over to nearly 10 billion pounds now. The annual production of vehicles has also increased from 21,000 to 100,000 units.

The number of employees had also increased to nearly 10,000, and 940 people were in charge of producing handmade cars. Every year, 300 handmade bulletproof Phantoms were produced.

If I'm in charge of coordinating the one-77 project, I'll only need a month of preparation time. If the handmade car factory produces at full capacity, it should be able to produce one sports car a day.

If it's mass production and the production line is modified, the number of 777 cars will only be the monthly output of one production line. "

William definitely wouldn't use a production line for this kind of limited edition sports car. With a price of 1.2 million pounds, other than the die-hard fans, the other rich people would repeatedly compare it with other sports cars on the market before deciding whether to buy it or not.

If tens of thousands of cars were produced in a year, it would be worthless immediately.

Therefore, William's focus wasn't on the production at all. Instead, he grabbed Abigail's shoulder and asked in surprise, "This is the scale of 10 billion pounds?

Doesn't this mean that the car company is the fastest company in my industry in recent years? "

Being stared at by William, Abigail couldn't help but laugh proudly. However, she was still calm. After thinking for a while, she said, "It's mainly because the electric car industry has been popular in the market for the past two years. Otherwise, it wouldn't have increased by more than 3 billion pounds last year.

It's also because you have the foresight to start developing super batteries early on. We are now the only company that can produce electric supercars that can be on the road. The electric supercars developed by other companies will take at least three years to be on the road. "

Although he said that, William knew that if Abigail didn't help manage it, the entire Devonshire Group would be in trouble.

Thinking about how Abigail had been with him for more than five years, William smiled and said, "What reward do you want?"

Then, William added, "Except for marriage."

"You bastard." Abigail punched William's chest and punched him a few more times before William hugged her with a grin on his face. "You bastard!" Abigail was still thinking about that. She punched William's chest a few more times before William hugged her.

Disappointed, Abigail lay on William's chest and thought for a long time before saying faintly, "I'm almost 30 years old, and crow's feet are starting to appear at the corners of my eyes. What if you find out that I'm old in a few years?"

"What's so difficult about that?" Thinking that he was already 26 years old, Abigail, who was three years older than him, would be 30 next July.

William couldn't help but think of Blood Orchid. He smiled and said to Abigail, "Don't worry, I've already made some progress in the research of slowing down aging and even increasing lifespan. I promise that before my mother grows old, there will be results."

"Really, really." Abigail, who was lying on William's chest, heard this and immediately sat up excitedly. She stared at William with shining eyes and said, "Dear, dear, if you dare to lie to me, I promise, I promise …"

She wanted to threaten William with a few words, but in the end, she didn't say it. Instead, she rolled her eyes and left William's body. She picked up the phone and called Lena.

As soon as the call was connected, she screamed and apologized repeatedly. Then, under William's rolled eyes, she changed her words from "I've already made some progress" to "I've already made some progress".

Then, she proudly shook her phone at William, "Madam said that she'll be back immediately. Dear, you'd better work hard and put all your thoughts on the new research, lest the whole family gets angry at you."

"I already said that I've only made some progress. There's still a long way to go before it's really completed."

"Ha, do you think I'm a fool?" Abigail said proudly, "Don't think that I don't know. If I don't force you, you'll definitely take it to heart, but you'll definitely be distracted by other things."

"I don't want to wait until there are really wrinkles on my face before I use the research results you mentioned." Abigail touched her face, "You already said that it slows down aging. Who knows if it can still be restored to how it was before the New Year."

William glared at Abigail in annoyance. This time, he wouldn't have any free time.

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