The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

And that's not all, after he warmed up, although other parts of his body were also effective, healed some of his minor ailments caused by his age of sixty, but what surprised Obadai most was that his waist seemed to be alive. It's like coming over.

How long has it been since I felt this sudden heartbeat?

He stood up, picked up the bottle of red wine from the plate held by the battle robot, and looked at it.

Seeing the sign in the style of Devonhill Castle printed on it, Obaday looked back at William who was staring at the sea.

"How much is a bottle, I want ten boxes."

William rolled his eyes. Did he pretend to be rich?

Not in the mood to answer at all, he snapped his fingers without looking back.

On Sunday, he returned through the combat robot beside Obady, "Sorry, Mr. Stein, this red wine that can increase the activity of human cells and improve life expectancy in a disguised form costs one million pounds a bottle.

Moreover, Ms. Jesse Barrett, who is in charge of the Devonhill family's wine business, stipulates that each person can only buy one bottle a month.

No pre-orders are accepted, only to those who have received an invitation from the Devonhill family".

"A million pounds? You're not kidding me".

He said so, but Obaday felt that if the things William produced were not sold at a sky-high price, he would suspect that there was something wrong.

Holding the wine bottle tightly, he walked to William and leaned against the iron railing of the yacht, "Are you sure this thing can increase lifespan?"

William glanced sideways at Opadry, whose eyes were shining, and said with a smile, "It's not about increasing lifespan, but about enhancing cell vitality.

Let the cells in your body that can only divide 50 to 60 times divide once or twice, or even five or six times, in a disguised way to increase the life span of several years, more than ten years, as for this statement, do you believe it or not”,

William shrugged, "I don't care about the one million pounds, even if a hundred people buy it, it's only [-] billion pounds a year.

Moreover, this thing was not sold to ordinary people like you, and some people begged me to buy it."

"Isn't it sold to ordinary people?"

Obaday immediately grasped the point of the question, "You mean this thing is more effective for wizards and magicians who correspond to werewolves, vampires and other monsters?"

William was stunned for a moment, "Okay, as expected of the helm of a super-large group, the ability to accept things is fast."

"Damn, William, don't take me for an old fool," Obaday said unhappily, "Although I'm over sixty, my mind is still clear, and my energy is due to the sharp rise in stock prices in recent years and the increase in private money. Lots and lots of energy.

Since we know that werewolves and vampires exist, there must be forces that can fight against these monsters, otherwise we would have become their food."

"Hehe", William chuckled, but didn't say what Obaday wanted to hear. Angrily, Obaday pointed to his wine glass at the robot.

He took the glass and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, then poured a large glass and drank it all in one gulp, not intending to leave it to William at all.

After drinking two cups in succession, Obaday completely believed William's words this time, and he almost closed his eyes and groaned in comfort.

"Seeing that I have earned at least [-] million US dollars for you every year in the past few years, how about giving me two bottles per month?"

"Sorry, the output of this thing is only about 750 liters a month at most, and there are only about 133 bottles filled into [-]ml wine bottles." William spread his hands and said, "Except for the women at home to drink, each There are not many bottles left in a month."

Even if there was so much wine in the gourd that William's own family drank it for several years, and there was no need to fill the gourd with new wine, he would only say that the production was not enough.

Otherwise, how can those who are invited willingly spend a million pounds to buy it, and still feel that they are respected and weigh more in William's heart than others?

Even though Obaday was cursing in his heart, he didn't dare to show any emotion on his face. Instead, he said in a soft tone, "Then Tony and I each have a bottle, right?"

You don't need to think about William to know that Obaday is not going to tell Tony Stark that he will swallow that share.

200 million pounds a month, less than 300 million U.S. dollars, is really nothing to Obaday, not to mention that he, who has experienced the benefits, is like all people who are afraid of death, and wants to get more shares no matter what. .

William, who was entangled with some headaches, really understood for the first time how difficult it is for an old guy who puts his face down. Hearing Oba de Lori's nonsense, William could only nod and agree to give him a share of the two bottles .

After receiving the gift box brought by the battle robot from the yacht, Obaday smiled contentedly and said, "Thank you, thank you, William, thank you for being considerate of a rich old man.

With this thing, when I go back to the West Coast in the future, those Hollywood girls who always want to post it will not be all disappointed and return."

Opadry, who cast teasing eyes at William, smiled indifferently, "Don't worry, I will take the initiative to help you promote this wine, and the Devonhill family will soon become the family that the upper class in the United States most want to get acquainted with. up".

William smiled, "Don't have too many people, otherwise it's not a good thing to disappoint too many people."

Obaday nodded with a smile, "Don't worry, people who haven't reached a certain level are not qualified to know."

He called his bank specialist and transferred three million pounds to the account of the winery managed by Jesse. Obaday said goodbye to William with a smile, and took the Transformers helicopter back to the hilltop villa outside London.

Bring your confidants and board a private jet directly back to New York.

As soon as William waited for Obaday to leave, he teleported back to his manor, and Abigail and Jesse, who had been waiting for a day, happily worked out together.

Seven hours later, Obady, who had just landed at a private airport in New York, checked the time. It was almost 2 o'clock in the morning New York time.

Not wanting to procrastinate, Opadry, who didn't want to delay his meeting with William, thought about it and picked up his cell phone to call Tony Stark.

The phone rang for dozens of seconds, and just when Obadai thought Tony was falling asleep because he was so honest, the phone suddenly connected.

"Hey, Stan, what are you doing with me so late?"

As soon as Tony finished speaking, a few female voices came from the earphones, and Obadai's forehead went dark. He is still very entangled in his feelings for Tony Stark.

How to say that sentence, the highest level of acting is to trick yourself into it.

Anyone who deceived himself by saying that Tony is my nephew for more than ten years in order to create a good elder persona would treat him as a nephew.

So Obaday was thinking about how to capture the Stark Group, and on the other hand, he hoped that Tony Stark would become an ideal successor.

Knowing that Tony was still hanging out with women at two o'clock in the morning, it would be no wonder that Opadry was in a good mood.