"God", Obaday took a big sip of red wine. As soon as the wine flowed into his stomach, he felt a warm current bursting out of his stomach in just a few seconds.
He broke out in a cold sweat in an instant, and then the cold spring wind blew his hands and feet a little cold, making him feel relieved all over.
And that's not all. After his whole body was warmed up, the effect on other parts of his body was also good, curing some of the minor problems he had due to being over sixty years old. But what surprised Obadai the most was that his waist seemed to be alive.
It's like coming over.
How long has it been since I had this sudden heartbeat feeling?
He stood up, picked up the bottle of red wine from the plate held by the battle robot, and started looking at it.
Seeing the logo with the style of Devonshire Castle printed on it, Obadiah turned back to look at William who was staring at the sea and said,
"How much does it cost for one bottle? I want ten boxes."
William rolled his eyes, was he pretending to be wealthy?
He had no intention of answering and snapped his fingers without looking back.
Sunday returned through the combat robot next to Obadiah, "Sorry, Mr. Stan, this kind of red wine can increase the activity of human cells and extend lifespan in disguise. A bottle of it costs one million pounds.
Moreover, Miss Jesse Barrett, who is in charge of the Devonshire family wine business, stipulates that each person can only purchase one bottle a month.
We do not accept reservations and will only sell to people who have received invitations from the Devonshire family."
"A million pounds? You're not kidding me".
Although he said this, Obadie felt that if the things William produced were not sold for a sky-high price, he would suspect something was 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 your lifespan?"
William turned his head and glanced at Obadiah, whose eyes were shining, and said with a smile, "It's not about increasing lifespan, but increasing 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, increase your life span by a few years or more than ten years. As for whether you believe this statement,"
William shrugged, "I don't care about the one million pounds. Even if a hundred people buy it, it will only be 1.2 billion pounds a year.
Moreover, this thing is not originally sold to ordinary people like you, but some people are begging me to buy it."
"Isn't it sold to ordinary people?"
Obaday immediately grasped the key point of the question, "You mean this thing is more effective for wizards and magicians who correspond to monsters such as werewolves and vampires?"
William was stunned for a moment, "Okay, he is worthy of being the helmsman of a very large group. His ability to accept things is fast."
"Hell, William, don't think of me as an old fool," Obadiah said angrily, "Although I'm over sixty, my brain is still clear, and my energy is due to the sharp rise in stock prices in recent years, and the increase in private money.
Many and energetic.
Since we know that werewolves and vampires exist, there must be forces that can fight against these monsters, otherwise we would have completely become their food."
"Haha", William chuckled, but did not say what Obadiah wanted to hear. The angry Obadiah pointed to his wine glass at the robot.
He took the wine glass and drank the rest of the wine in one gulp, then poured a large glass and drank it in one gulp without intending to leave it to William.
After two drinks in succession, Obadiah completely believed William's words this time and felt so comfortable that he almost groaned with his eyes closed.
"Looking at the fact that I have made at least 500 million US dollars for you every year in the past few years, how about giving me a share of two bottles per month?"
"Sorry, the output of this thing is only about a hundred liters a month at most, and it can only be filled into 750 ml bottles of about 133 bottles." William spread his hands and said, "In addition to leaving it for the women at home to drink, each one
There aren’t many bottles left in the month.”
Even if there was so much wine in the gourd that William himself and his family could drink it for several years without having to fill the gourd with new wine, he would only say that the output was not enough.
Otherwise, how can those who are invited be willing to spend a million pounds to buy it without saying anything, and still feel that they are respected and carry more weight in William's heart than others?
Even though Obadiah was cursing in his heart, he did not dare to show any emotion on his face. Instead, he said softly, "Then it's okay for Tony and I to have one bottle each, right?"
You don't need to think about William to know that Obaday didn't intend to tell Tony Stark that he had swallowed his share.
Two million pounds a month, less than three million U.S. dollars, is nothing to Obadiah, not to mention that he has personally experienced the benefits. Like all people who are afraid of death, he wants to get more shares no matter what.
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William, who was having a bit of a headache from being pestered, truly understood for the first time how difficult it was to deal with an old guy who had put down his dignity. After listening to Obaderoli's half-word nonsense, William could only nod his head and agreed to give him a share of two bottles.
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Taking the gift box that the battle robot brought from the yacht, Obadiah smiled with satisfaction 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 hang out with me will not be disappointed."
Obaday, who cast a teasing look at William, smiled nonchalantly and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely take the initiative to help you promote this wine. The Devonshire family will soon become the family that the upper class in the United States most want to get to know."
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William smiled and said, "Don't let too many people go, otherwise it would not be a good thing to disappoint too many people."
Obadiah smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, people who have not reached a certain level are not qualified to know."
After calling his bank specialist to transfer three million pounds to the winery account managed by Jesse, Obadiah said goodbye to William with a smile, and took the Transformers helicopter back to his hilltop villa outside London.
Grab your confidants and board a private plane directly back to New York.
As soon as William waited for Obaday to leave, he teleported back to his manor, where he happily worked out with Abigail and Jesse, who had been waiting all day.
Seven hours later, Obadie, who had just landed at a private airport in New York, looked at the time and saw that it was almost 2 a.m. New York time.
Obaday, who didn't want to waste time and avoid any unexpected situation when meeting William, thought about it and picked up the phone to make a call to Tony Stark.
The phone rang for dozens of seconds. Just when Obadiah thought that Tony was rarely honest and fell asleep, the phone was suddenly connected.
"Hey Stan, why are you looking for me so late?"
As soon as Tony finished speaking, several female voices came from the earphones, and Obadiah's forehead went dark. He is still very conflicted about his feelings for Tony Stark.
As the saying goes, the highest level of acting is to trick yourself into it.
Anyone who deceives himself by saying that Tony is my nephew for more than ten years in order to create a good elder persona will treat him as a nephew.
So while Obadiah is thinking about how to seize the Stark Group, he also hopes that Tony Stark can become an ideal successor.
Now that he knows that Tony is still hanging out with women at two in the morning, it's strange that Obadie is in a good mood.
"I just came back from London. I helped you get a bottle of magic red wine from William Devonshire. If you're not free, forget it."
Obadie, who said this deliberately, waited quietly for a few seconds before hearing Tony's confused voice, "Are you sure you helped me fight for it, rather than being given by the other party or bought with money?"
Obadiah smiled and said, "One million pounds for a bottle of wine, do you think that stingy William Devonshire will give it to me?"
"A million pounds, are you kidding me, Stan".
One million pounds is nothing to Stark, but except for those bluffing bottles with wine bottles set with various diamonds, the real auction record of only selling wine will never reach one million pounds.
And Stark, who has known Obadiah for decades, knows very well that given Obadiah's shrewdness, he will not spend a million pounds to buy it, let alone fight for it himself.
"Wait for me, I will go to your house immediately."
"Wait a minute, Tony, I just got off the plane and I'm still at the New York airport. If you're in New York, we'd better go to a safer place and tell you something that needs to be kept confidential."
"Something that needs to be kept secret?"
In an instant, Tony Stark thought about mortgaging 5% of Stark Group shares to the bank and lending 15 billion US dollars.
His expression instantly became serious, and he whispered, "Let's go to Stark Tower, I'll wait for you on the top floor."
After hanging up the phone, Tony immediately changed his face and shouted to the girls in his Long Island estate, "Sorry, the party is over, you can leave."
After saying that, without waiting for the women in cool clothes to say anything, he walked out of the indoor swimming pool, put on his casual clothes and drove to Stark Tower.
"Jarvis, can you help me find out what Obaday did in London?"
After waiting for another minute, Jarvis replied, "Sorry, Mr. Stark, I only found that Mr. Stan took a private plane to London 26 hours ago.
Eight hours ago, you went to a private airport in London and boarded a private plane. It took you seven hours to return to New York, and then you received a call from Mr. Stein.
In the intervening dozen hours, all surveillance was wiped out.
From what I can understand, the other party is also an artificial intelligence, and its computing speed is far faster than mine."
Stark immediately knew that it must be the artificial intelligence created by William. Tony, who believed in it, thought for a while and said, "Let's see if we can find something useful from the other party."
But the result was completely different from what he thought. Within five seconds, Jarvis suddenly issued a warning,
"Alert, alert, the program is being invaded, is being invaded, the computing speed is much slower than the other party, cannot resist, cannot resist, activate emergency plan, is automatically isolated, beep~~~".
A busy signal came, and Tony exclaimed, "How is this possible?"
In less than ten seconds, he spent more than a billion dollars to build the most advanced computing host cluster, as well as the defense program he developed, plus the firewall that Jarvis had learned on his own in the past few years. He was so easily defeated.
Someone broke through?
He was so frightened that he immediately parked the car on the side of the road late at night and shouted anxiously into his earphones, "Speak, Jarvis, speak, how are you?"
After waiting for more than ten seconds without getting any reply, Stark cursed a few times, took out his cell phone, checked the phone number on the phone, and muttered,
"What the hell is that bastard William Devonshire's phone number?"
At this time, it was only seven o'clock in the morning in London, and William, who was sleeping with Abigail in his arms and Jesse holding him in his arms, heard the sound of Sunday in his ears.
"Sir, I just fought back a network intrusion. The opponent was Jarvis, the artificial intelligence invented by Mr. Tony Stark.
We have already broken through the other party’s defense program, but two seconds before entering the other party’s main server group, the other party proactively cut off the network.”
William, who was a little confused, immediately opened his eyes when he heard this.
It seems that Stark, who has not yet built the Iron Armor, really needs to build a separate server group for Jarvis.
Otherwise, at this time, we can safely let artificial intelligence fly freely throughout the entire network. Then William would really give Tony a thumbs up and then scold him for being big-hearted.
"Where is Jarvis' main server?"
As William spoke, he carefully let go of Abi, took away Jesse's hand, levitated out of thin air and floated towards the bathroom, listening to the Sunday report in his ears,
"Mabury Beach, underground of villa No. 10880, before I followed him, the other party took the initiative to cut off the network and suggested dispatching spider robots and drone aircraft carrier groups."
William smiled. At this time, Stark was all focused on weapons. Even if he broke through the last line of defense, he couldn't find many useful technologies.
Sunday was developed by him based on Jarvis' upgraded version of artificial intelligence Friday.
Over the years, it has absorbed and digested the technologies of the Predator spacecraft, the Skrulls' spaceship, and the Kree spacecraft occupied by the Skrulls leader Talos, and the intelligent systems of three alien civilizations.
The program itself is definitely much more advanced than the technology of Tony Stark and Jarvis who have never left the earth.
As for Sunday, which has been able to build its own servers for a long time, not to mention the number of servers, the servers that have absorbed three alien technologies can completely crush the technology on earth in terms of computing speed.
Just like what Thor said before, no matter how talented the geniuses on earth are, they still have limitations in overall technology, and they are definitely not as good as those races that have developed in the universe for tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of years.
"Call Stark."
"Okay, sir".
There were only two beeps before the call was connected.
After hearing the sound of 'Hello', William smiled and said, "I just asked Obadiah to bring you a bottle of magic wine last night, and you repaid me by letting your artificial intelligence invade my network early this morning.
I?
Or is it that you Americans are so virtuous that you break into other people's homes and steal things without even saying hello?"
After hearing William's teasing and accusations, Stark retorted without thinking, "Hell, William Devonshire, it's your artificial intelligence that has broken through Jarvis's defense and put him in unpredictable danger.
middle".
"Then I still have to apologize to you?" William frowned, "The robbery was not successful, but I, the person who was robbed, was blamed for my fault in fighting back. Stark, you are truly an American.
You and those C1A leaders I killed, General, have the same moral character." William squinted his eyes and said, "I'm sorry, you don't have the final say in this world now, bye, Mr. Stark."
"Etc., etc".
Hearing Stark's anxious voice, William smiled and waited silently for the other party to speak.
Stark, who was sitting in the car, moved his mouth several times without making any sound.
After waiting for a full three minutes, he stuttered and whispered, "Okay, okay, I apologize. Tell me how Jarvis is doing?"