The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Think about what I just told you, McCall is a black man, do you think a black man who retired by feigning death would have a good life in the secret service, and will work for the United States after a few years of retirement? "

"Well, what you said makes sense, well, I apologize, uncle, when can I see this master named McCall."

"I'll send McCall's phone number to you later. I have some friendship with him, so I shouldn't refuse my invitation, but you'd better go and meet him yourself. Some people with great ability and money are not the only thing they value." .

William smiled, and if he didn't value money, he would focus on name or ethnic group, "Understood, I happen to be setting up the Devonhill Family Trust Fund, if McCall agrees to protect my mother, I will consider letting the foundation's charitable objects Lean toward Africans."

"Hey, that's good, kid. People's hearts are the best bond and weapon. Come to New York to watch the ball with me when you have time. Finally, I like leather straps, and I only like vintage ones, remember?"

"No problem, uncle, I promise to personally pick out some of the ones I like for you and send them to you for you to choose. Even if you don't like it, you have to wear it, because this is the first gift I gave you, haha ".

"Well, if you like it, boy, I promise I'll pretend to if I don't, and finally, William, the first gift you ever gave me was the piss you pissed on my clothes as a baby, bye, my dear nephew".

After hanging up the phone, William went to Patek Philippe's specialty store to pick out a few retro watches he liked, and after swiping the card, fill in the consignee, Winston, and the address at the Continental Hotel in New York.

Chapter 269. Two hundred sixty-nine preparations for the construction of the Mark suit

After buying the watch, William sat in the Patek Philippe store drinking coffee and called the Aston Martin store, asking them to tow the kicked car back and sell it as a second-hand car, and send a DB7 of the same model by the way. A new car is coming.

In less than 20 minutes, the manager of the Patek Philippe brought a middle-aged man to William's side. After a moment of politeness, he swiped his card on the POSS machine brought by the manager of the Aston Martin store.

William said a few words of politeness, and the managers of the two specialty stores escorted William to the new car with fawning smiles. William said a few words of politeness, opened the door, and drove away.

After driving into the Four Seasons Hotel, the butler and two maids were waiting for William when he got out of the car. After entering the presidential suite, William waved the butler and others to leave. Record the parts he described one by one,

From 4:10 pm to 300:[-] pm, it took six hours to describe less than [-] parts with dry mouth and tongue.

God, I was a little discouraged thinking that it was only one-tenth less than William, forget it, I'd better take a rest so as not to make my voice hoarse, drank some black tea, ordered a midnight snack, and slept until dawn.

After getting up and having breakfast, he reported to William Hui on Sunday: "SIR, Mr. Craig's plane just landed at the Lion City Airport, do you need to start paying attention to him now?"

"No, tell me when Patriette shows up. By the way, call Garris to the hotel so that guy won't be too anxious to sleep. Has Silva's mistress, Severin, gone to the Lion City?"

"Understood, SIR, the mission has been recorded, Ms. Severin is already in the Lion City, but the bodyguards around her have been following her all the time, and the Death Squad has not found a chance to contact her for the time being."

Holding a cup of coffee, I walked to the balcony of the suite, drank a few sips, looked at Hyde Park in the distance, thought that there were still thousands of parts to dictate, and said bitterly: "Have the parts been sent to the processing factory yesterday?" .

"Yes, SIR, 300 parts were sent to 71 processing factories in six countries. According to your requirements, only ordinary-grade aviation materials were used, so it only took seven days to ship them all back to the castle."

"Well, then continue."

In this way, the whole morning passed, lunch was eaten at noon, William was woken up by Sunday before taking a nap, "SIR, it is 8:46 pm, Lion City time, Mr. Craig has just spotted Patrik Special, Christmas and Gunner of the Death Squad are following Craig and Mr. Patritt far behind with the black front drone.

I have called Gareth Mallory as you ordered, and Mr. Mallory has just gotten into the car and will be at the hotel in 17 minutes."

"Understood." William lay on the big bed in a daze and hummed before going back to sleep.

More than 20 minutes later, William was awakened by a knock on the door. Just as he was about to get angry, he heard Sunday's voice, "SIR, Mr. Mallory is outside the bedroom door."

"Hey..." Hearing this, William reluctantly got up and put on his pajamas, opened the bedroom door, and pushed Garris away who wanted to scold him, "Sunday, send the image to the TV."

Spread it out on the sofa and said to the butler who was waiting on the side: "Pour two glasses of whiskey for me and that black-faced guy."

"Yes, Mr. Devonhill".

He took the wine glass, waved the butler to go out, glanced at the angry Garris, pointed to the sofa next to him and said, "Sit down, you will see the first-hand image soon, I call you here Just to let you see it with your own eyes, lest you can't sleep at night and call to harass me."

Before Garris could open his mouth, Sunday's mechanical voice came from the LCD TV in the living room, "SIR, the image is being processed, and it is expected to start connecting in 10 seconds."

Garris looked at the LCD TV in surprise, then turned to stare at William who was spread out on the sofa and asked, "This is your smart system? It can even hack into the TV station?"

"Idiot" William looked at Garris strangely, "There is something wrong with my eyes, I didn't see the satellite broadcasting system on the TV cabinet."

"You haven't told me whether it can hack into the network." Gareth surprisingly ignored William's scolding him, but held on to this.

"Of course not, but what do you want to do? Tell you that hacking into the Internet is illegal." William sat up and took a sip from his wine glass, rolled his eyes and said:

"The calculation of the main server on Sunday is still very low. If you can provide me with a few supercomputers, maybe I can develop more advanced artificial intelligence."

"That's fine." Garris smiled, "If you want to use the government's stuff for nothing, you have to let us see the benefits. How can I report to my superiors, unless you let our people join in?" Research on artificial intelligence".

"Ah" William yawned haha, "If you want to research, you can buy it for 100 billion pounds."

"Hehe, 100 billion to buy inferior goods? Based on what I know about you, the ones you can sell are definitely not the best ones. Wouldn't it be better if we had the money to do our own research?"

"Shut up if you can't afford it," William cursed inwardly. It seems that it is not so easy to cheat some money.

Since he couldn't cheat money, William was not interested in spending time with Gareth, "Look slowly, I'm going to sleep."

After walking a few steps, William said: "By the way, if you want to keep watching, you can stay quietly. If you dare to disturb my sleep, I will kick you out."

Back in the bedroom, I slept until 3 pm, and when I got up on Sunday, I said to William: "Sir, half an hour ago, Christmas and Gunnar had secretly contacted Miss Severine, but she asked to see you, so I can Confirm that Barney and the others are telling the truth before telling us where Silva is."

"Hey, I sold my man for 1000 million dollars and a new identity, should I say she is smart or ruthless,"

In fact, William seemed to be in contact with Severine a long time ago, but he was afraid that Silva would notice something, so he stayed still and waited for the opportunity.

Before letting Sunday stare at Severin for a few days, he reported on Sunday that Severin actually wanted to kill Silva in her sleep.

This made William affirm that Severin had long been betrayed, and decided to take advantage of this opportunity when Severin left the Golden Dragon Hotel to go to the Lion City, and secretly contacted Severin.

If Severine didn't know what to say, William wouldn't have been unable to get her to speak, but that would be risky to William, and cruel to Severine.

William is only an intermediate magician now, and some black magic is still a bit risky to use, so it's best now, the Christmas offer is 1000 US dollars, and Severine agreed without increasing the price.

"Is Gareth gone?"

"Not yet, SIR."