The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

"Spencer" William didn't wait for Spencer to speak, and interrupted him: "Your workshop only produces 12 shotguns a year, and one is about 10 pounds, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Devonhill," Spencer nodded suspiciously.

"Very well, Mr. Spencer, as long as the guns you design do not disappoint me in the future, I will place an order with you in the next ten years or even longer. Spencer, my castle is very big and I have enough Place the things I like, what you should do now is to go back and sort out those classic models and show them to me,

Then quietly tell the media, let them know that I hope to set the priority ownership of all your shotguns for the next ten years, and I don’t need to remind you how to do it later.”

"No, no, no need, Mr. Devinhill, we know what to do." After hearing William's words, Spencer blushed with excitement. William allowed them to use William, a super rich man, as an advertisement, although the output It can't be improved, but the price of the shotgun will definitely follow when the fame rises.

With the shotgun left by his great-grandfather in his hand, William was not so concerned about the shotgun sent by Phillips. After asking Spencer, a professional gunsmith, to help him check it, he said to William: "Mr. Devonhill , These three shotguns are indeed John Fanzoy’s shotguns, and they were all built in the past few years, they are very well maintained, and there is no problem in using them,”

"That's all right, thanks, Spencer."

"You're too polite, Mr. Devinhill. If I have nothing else to do, I'll go back first. I'll come to bother you again after I sort out the patterns and patterns," Spencer said.

"No problem, I welcome you at any time." After William sent Spencer out of the castle, he returned to the living room and watched Garris touch a few of John Van Zoey's shotguns and couldn't put it down. "If you like it, you can pick one and take it home. , anyway, no one can find out about this thing."

Garris thought for a moment and shook his head, "Forget it, the shotguns I have at home are not bad. Although they are not as famous as the workshops of John Van Zoe and William Brothers, they are still considered to be masters. Besides, I don't have much hunting time, and they cost hundreds of thousands of pounds. Shotguns are too much of a luxury for me to be known, and they're going to be a hassle to maintain."

"God, who told you to use this gun every time you hunt, can't you collect it? This is a good thing that John Van Zoe can't buy with money. If Phillips hadn't robbed their bank president's collection, I would add a few more You can’t buy it at twice the price, you have to think carefully, after today I will definitely hide these guns, and if there are guests coming to the castle to hunt in the future, I will buy some mechanical shotguns for them to use.”

"Then you ordered dozens or hundreds of shotguns just for display?" Garris asked.

"Hehe, of course, are you an idiot, Garris, who would lend someone else his gun? If it weren't for your first visit to the castle today, I wouldn't lend you a shotgun, and it's worth the price." A $25 shotgun," William pointed to the shotgun in Gary's hand, indicating that it was a $25 shotgun.

William picked up a dark red poplar wood gun handle, a shotgun with a brown bear chasing a deer pattern engraved on the gun case, and dozens of shotguns, "Let's go, I'll take you to change clothes, and then we'll go to the stables to pick up horses. I'm new to the north of the castle. There is a forest of more than 100 acres on the purchased land, and there seem to be wild boars and foxes in it."

After thinking for a long time, Garris said helplessly: "Hey, I really like this shotgun, William, how about I exchange the revolver used by General Patton with you."

"Hehe, it's not that good. Barton must have touched that revolver of yours. Do you think I'm an idiot? There are only a few revolvers that Barton wears all year round, and each one has a definite place there."

"Then how about I exchange a 19th-century Damascus Uzi steel machete with you?" Gareth said painfully.

"Woozi steel, hehe, this is not too bad, you can take the gun back first, but if I am not satisfied with the scimitar, I will find someone to go to your house and bring the gun back."

"Don't worry, I guarantee you will be satisfied, that knife is a chief's saber, it is absolutely fine,"

The two changed into their knight uniforms, put their shotguns on their shoulders, wore an ammunition belt around their waists, wore hats and long shoes, and walked unsteadily towards the stables.

As for Phillips, after William invited Garris to go hunting, he bid farewell to William with discernment, prevented William from sending him off, and left with his men.

Garris waited for Phillips to leave and said to William with emotion, "This guy is really talented. He dared to think of his own president for the sake of a client. If I were the president of the National Bank, I would definitely be mad at you and that guy, Phillips."

Chapter 254 Only you can save me

"I found out that you asked a lot of idiotic questions from lunch today. I don't know if the president of the Swiss National Bank is crazy, but I know you will definitely get depression if you continue like this. Relax, man, I will tell you You promise, I'll take care of things,"

"Are you sure?" Gareth trembled when he said this.

"Garys, are you sure you're okay? If it's really inconvenient, I'll book a private jet to take you to Switzerland to see a psychiatrist? Or invite the doctor to the castle?" William said with concern. Something William would gladly do.

"No, I'm not that serious yet, as long as you get the leak out, I'll be fine right away."

William looked at the staff around the stables, "Don't worry, I'll take you to pick the horse first, we have something to talk about in the forest."

Take Garris to see Chitu, and in more than ten days, Chitu will go to Doncaster in South Yorkshire to participate in the play-offs of the St. Leech Championship in England.

After paying a sponsorship fee of 10 pounds, Chitu qualified for the play-offs. According to Old Neil, the number of horses participating in the play-offs this time reached 23 horses, which is the largest number of horses participating in the play-offs in previous years.

Affected by the stock market crash, many racehorses who have passed the age of five have returned to the field. Horse owners hope to win the first-level race and sell the horses at a high price to relieve financial pressure.

The horse that withdrew from the race was injured because the owner had allowed the horse to participate in various first-level races since May, which resulted in the horse not getting enough rest and was injured.

William cheerfully patted Chitu's neck to greet Old Neil and the rider Kenny who came over.

"Old Neil, Kenny, this is Garris, Garris, these two are the supervisor of the horse farm trainer, Old Neil, and the rider Kenny of Chitu." William smiled and introduced the three of them, and the three greeted each other say hello,

Old Neil said in a somewhat excited tone: "Boss, today's Chitu test results are very good. The 2937-meter time of 3 minutes and 21 seconds is almost breaking the record of the Saint Liezhi Cup. God, if there are no accidents, I think After more than ten days, the red rabbit will be able to hide the crown."

"What?" Garris looked at William in surprise and asked, "You actually bought a horse that can win the championship without making a sound? You can't really be the illegitimate child of God."

"Fuck you, Gareth, would God's illegitimate child be black-haired? I'm not interested in the one in heaven at all. If you tell me this again, I'll turn against you."

William knew where the descendants of God were. Sophie hadn't contacted William since killing a member of the St. Clair family in Paris a few months ago, and William didn't want to have anything to do with Sophie. The two had different ideas. Big differences.

For William, as long as Sophie gets married and has children, her mission is completed, and the St. Clair family is just a tool for him.

"Okay," Gareth felt a little uncomfortable being pushed by William. Seeing that William's eyes did not look like a joke, Garris said depressedly, "I apologize, I forgot that your Devonhill family is not a believer at all, I promise you will not Make jokes like that."

"What?" Old Neil and the rider Kenny looked at Gary in surprise, then looked at William, and said to God in their hearts, even if they don't believe in religion in their hearts, no one cares as much as William does not care if others know they are. unbelievers.

"Alright, old Neil will help us pick two horses for hunting. Hurry up, we won't have much time to hunt if we don't leave."

"Okay, Boss, please come with me." Old Neil took William and Garris to another stable with some pain in his body, scolding William in his heart for being such a big dog that he could be a stud with hundreds of thousands of pounds Waiting for sweat and blood to ride a horse,

After suffering from a headache for a long time, Old Neil knew that he could not stop William from doing what he wanted to do, so he said depressedly: "Boss, if you want to use horses, you can only use the few bloody horses in the racecourse, but I don't know that you and Garris How is your riding skills sir, stallions that have not been trained are more irritable, I am worried that there will be accidents."

This is true, William is not a novice now, and he knows a lot about horses after reading materials these days, so he turned to look at Garris.

"Hehe, no problem. As long as it is not a fierce horse, other horses are no problem for me. I have been in contact with horses since I was 6 years old. Over the past few decades, I have ridden [-] or [-] horses."

"That's no problem. Although those horses are more irritable, they are not strong horses."

It took more than ten minutes to prepare, and William led the all-black horse out of the stable, while Garris picked out a dark red horse.

The two led the horse to the grassland. Under the watchful eyes of the horse trainer and the horsemen, William's all-black sweaty and bloody horse didn't show any temper. Gareth's horse was much more nervous.

After several minutes of appeasement, the horse let Gareth into the saddle.