1117 Those who are cruel are no match for those who are kind for a moment
"Pepper, help us set the court."
"Okay, Mr. Stark."
Pepper, who also knew in his heart that Stark would not let William have contact with shareholders, nodded and left without waiting for Oba to speak on their behalf.
Everyone glanced at Stark, exchanged secret glances with each other, and soon followed William to the restaurant with smiles on his face.
After finishing lunch, the group of people walked to the parking lot chatting.
While waiting for the bus, Stark kept talking to William about technical matters during the meal. Stark, who felt that he had a good relationship with William,
As soon as he rolled his eyes, he tentatively said, "Man, how about we build a spaceship and go there?"
This suggestion immediately made everyone's eyes light up.
If the media reports are correct, it seems that apart from William's family, only Wilson has boarded a spacecraft.
William shrugged, "I'm not that stingy, but when the spacecraft was designed, except for the two driving positions in the cab, there were not many places reserved in the cabin."
The space capsule of the spacecraft has been seen by people all over the world as early as the live broadcast on Mars, and no matter how smart Stark is, he can't tell anything just by looking at the capsule.
However, when he thought that it was Tony Stark who wanted to steal his master, William instinctively felt uneasy.
Seeing a few shareholders with gray hair hesitate, Stark quickly said, "Just stand, we're not asking you to take us into space.
And when you broadcast live on Mars, didn’t you say that there was a constant gravity system in the space capsule?
With the gravity system, even if it rolls in the air, everyone will only shake a few times, and they will definitely not fall."
Seeing that Stark was so unwilling to give up, William grinned and said to Pepper standing behind him, "Where is the designated stadium?"
Pepper immediately looked at Stark, and after getting permission, she said, "Twenty-five miles away at Falls Stadium, Mr. Devonshire."
After William said thank you, he smiled and said to Stark, "Let's have a competition. Whoever's car reaches the waterfall stadium first will win.
If I lose, I promise to let you board the spaceship when I come back. If you lose,".
William thought for a while and then said, "If you lose, give me a hundred bottles of collector's edition Macallan whiskey."
"This..." If it were ten or eight bottles, Stark wouldn't hesitate at all.
He is not stingy about the cost of a hundred bottles of Macallan Reserve Whiskey. A hundred bottles are only a few million to tens of millions at most. But even if he was rich, it would be difficult to buy a hundred bottles of this kind of wine, even if it was just him.
It is impossible to buy a person's network of relationships in a short time.
"Haha, that's a good suggestion." Obadiah was in a state of uncertainty. He didn't know whether he wanted Stark to get into a car accident or if he really wanted to see the spaceship.
He immediately agreed, "Tony, if you lose, you don't have to go find Macallan's whiskey. I'll take care of the wine issue with the other antiques."
Although the Macallan Collection is rare, the nine of us may all have some hidden in our homes. Each of the nine of us will get a dozen bottles. Although it is difficult, it is not impossible.”
"That's right, that's right. I have two bottles at home. If I lose, I will take them all out and buy them from the wine merchants, or exchange them with other wines for other wines."
Others also nodded. Even if they didn't have any at home, it was really not difficult for people like them with wide connections to buy a bottle of wine worth tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands.
When Stark heard this, he wanted to agree, "No,".
"Wait, wait, Mr. Stark."
Tony Stark, a veteran supercar enthusiast, was about to agree when he was pulled back by Little Pepper behind him.
Turning around with a frown, he saw Pepper saying anxiously, "Sorry, Mr. Stark, it's not that I look down on you, but this is Mr. Devonshire's trap."
William instantly understood what Little Pepper wanted to say, and gave a thumbs up to Little Pepper, who looked away when he looked at him.
"Tony, if Miss Potts switches jobs to Devonshire Group, how about I give you a 100-gram Mars ruby?"
Now everyone looked at Little Pepper curiously.
"Sorry, Mr. Devonshire, I'm very happy working at Stark Group."
Little Pepper didn't wait for Stark to speak, and hurriedly said to the other shareholders, "Gentlemen, you probably forgot the news two months ago.
Mr. Devonshire drove Aston Martin Racing's F1 car at London's Silverstone Circuit and almost broke the circuit's lap record.
Although Mr. Stark is a senior supercar enthusiast, I don’t need to explain the difference between an enthusiast and a professional racing driver.”
When reminded by Pepper, everyone immediately thought of the media reports two months ago on William, Wilson and Saul, a trio for which no information could be found.
Although it was only William's car on the track at that time, even without the interference of other cars, few professional racing drivers dared to say that they could break the record of a track.
"God, William, you are so cunning." Obaday rubbed his bald head, "And according to what you said before, the supercar you built yourself is definitely not much different from an F1 car.
If Tony were to compare a road-level supercar with an F1-level racing car, he would have already lost without considering anything else.
Unless we are allowed to take a spaceship from the stadium back to the hotel no matter whether we win or lose, otherwise you can simply reject us."
"That's right, that's right."
When thinking about William saying that he can build and optimize vehicles in his mind, no one would think that Stark's Audi sports car is better than William's supercar, which is more aerodynamic in appearance.
Being watched by everyone, William didn't feel any embarrassment at all. He smiled and said to Stark, who was looking unhappy, "How about I let you start for a minute?"
25 miles is just over 40 kilometers. If the average speed is 120, it only takes 20 minutes. If the average speed is 160, it takes fifteen minutes.
But an average speed of 120 is not bad for enthusiasts, and an average speed of 160 is already a master. But for track drivers, an average speed of 160 is not enough to pass.
There are more than a dozen tracks in F1. The average speed of the lowest track is 160, and the average speed of tracks with few corners is basically above 200.
Of course, the condition of the road is not that of a professional track, but it is not difficult at all for a normal racing driver to run 160 kilometers all the way in a supercar.
Therefore, everyone just silently calculated in their hearts that if they only gave in for one minute, it would not be considered as giving in at all.
Obadiah's eyes flickered, pretending to be thinking, and asked Stark in a low voice to ask a few questions, and then said, "Five minutes, unless you give me five minutes,
And if you win, each of our shareholders present is looking for you to find a collection of whiskey worth more than 2 million US dollars, not limited to Macallan.
If you lose, either you will take us on the spaceship, or you will give us each one of your red supercars, and only eleven of them can be produced."
Only eleven units will be produced?
This proposal immediately aroused everyone's interest.
If only eleven units are really produced, there will be a lot of room for appreciation in the value of this kind of supercar in the future.
Maybe if the news spreads, the value of the sports car will soar to 5 million US dollars, and it is not impossible for the value to double every year in the future.
I thought Obadiah was giving William a problem, but I didn't expect that William looked directly at Stark and said, "I have no problem, it just depends on whether your car skills can reach an average speed of 160."
"Are you crazy? It's just a game, why do you need to play so hard?"
Stark wanted to get on the spacecraft and have a look, but he really didn't want to put William in danger, and if that was the case, he himself would also be in danger.
If given five minutes, if his average speed really reaches 160, then if William wants to win, the average speed must be above 240 to reach the destination within ten minutes.
Feeling Stark's kindness, William suddenly stopped trying to play tricks on him.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not crazy. Let me tell you a secret. Even if my car hits the wall at a speed of 200, I will be dizzy for a while.
So, if you want a car, unless you want a deleted version, otherwise I can only say sorry, because the technology integrated in that car already involves the metal lightweighting, anti-collision technology, and extreme buffering technology of the spacecraft."
Spaceship? Metal lightweight? Anti-collision? Extreme buffering?
Everyone quickly thought of meteorites in space. So at least the car was bulletproof, and maybe it would be focused by the guided egg, so there wouldn't be any problems.
But no one suspected that William was talking nonsense. The fundamental reason why he was not afraid of collisions was his physical fitness and Sentinel armor, and it had nothing to do with a supercar made of gold and titanium alloy.
But no one doubted his nonsense, and soon no one cared about getting on the spaceship. Even Stark looked at the red Raphael dozens of meters away with bright eyes.
If these technologies are applied to building cars, airplanes, or even all impact-related products, they will be able to overwhelm all peers within a few years.
Even if you want to avoid being targeted by everyone, you can only occupy the highest-end market and create a 100-billion-level company in an instant.
Even three years later, it will become comparable to Stark Group as soon as it goes public.
No, civilian products are inherently more popular in the market than military products. A larger audience means a larger market and brighter prospects. It doesn't seem to be too difficult to surpass the Stark Group.
Now William is no different from the God of Wealth in everyone's eyes.
Only Obadiah sighed in his heart. Unlike others, he had no intention of obtaining technology from William.
He wanted to obtain from William the kind of treatment equipment that could speed up the recovery of trauma, but he had been trying for several years to get it. It was strange that William would release this new technology.
If he dared to force William, after seeing the living Transformers, in his opinion, this was no different from seeking death.
The combined strength of all of them cannot compare to William, who can control the Transformers at will, let alone the other weapons William has at his disposal.
Obaday couldn't help but shudder when he thought of the destruction caused by those Decepticons during the Battle of New York.
And when Stark heard William say that he was not in danger and he would play again, he was a fool.
Originally, he couldn't match William in terms of racing skills, but now he has some scruples and it's strange that he can win.
Seeing that Tony was silent and unable to achieve his wish, Obadiah took a few breaths silently and quickly turned his mind to business.
Although he didn't dare to snatch it, it wasn't a dangerous thing to ask, and he suspected that William had more powerful skills that he hadn't revealed yet.
Pretending to lighten the mood, he asked, "Three days ago, when I informed you to attend the board meeting, the experiment you were talking about was in a critical period. Is this the car you were talking about?"
"Of course not, building this car doesn't take much effort on my part."
Nm's William Devonshire, everyone who had been hit originally, when they heard that it didn't take much energy, everyone's face darkened, and their eyes when looking at William instantly became dissatisfied.
Seeing that no one was interested in talking about the competition, and no one mentioned the spaceship, William smiled and waved to Ferrari Raphael.
The red supercar parked dozens of meters away started automatically, the engine roared a few times, and drove out of the parking space and drove towards William.
"God, this car also has an autonomous driving system."
Looking at the wide-eyed Obaday, William smiled and saw the door of the sports car opened automatically. Regardless of what these old men were thinking, "Does anyone want to experience what racing is?"
Seeing William looking over, the old man who was sitting next to William shook his head hurriedly, "Forget it, we old bones don't want to get a heart attack from being scared."
"Then I'll take the first step." William shrugged, got on the supercar and stepped on the accelerator, and the car drove away at an extremely fast speed.
As soon as William left, Obadiah suddenly said to his bodyguard, "Ask the hotel if there is a large RV. If not, just drive a bus over."
When the others heard this, they immediately understood that the bald man wanted to discuss with everyone in the car how to get some projects from William.
No one, including Stark, thought there was anything wrong with this. They looked at their bodyguard captain and said, "Happy, you are responsible for driving."
Ten minutes later, ten shareholders plus their bodyguards, assistants and dozens of other people drove more than twenty cars, surrounded by a bus-type luxury RV, and left Caesars Palace for the Falls Stadium.
go.
By the time their car left the underground parking lot, William had already arrived at the Falls Stadium for several minutes.
He drove into the stadium and listened to the Sunday report saying that he had fixed the speed monitoring on the way here, and the speed would show 140, and he did not encounter the police, so even if people knew that he was speeding, they wanted to find him.
Trouble, there are some lawsuits filed.
When the car parked in the reception area, a middle-aged man in a neat suit and a dozen waiters came quickly to greet him.
"Welcome, Mr. Devonshire, I am the manager of the Falls Stadium, Cook Larne."
"Hello", William shook hands with the other party, and saw a young man who specially helped guests park the car. He didn't dare to step forward and drive away.
He smiled, waved to the other person and said it was okay, then drove towards Raphael and said, "Find a place to park."
Then, under everyone's shocked gaze, the sports car automatically closed its doors and drove to the parking lot not far away.
"Let's go, take me to the rest area first, and then go to the stadium together when Stark and the others arrive."
After hearing William's words, the course manager retracted his gaze from looking at the supercar and said, "I understand, Mr. Devonshire."
Larn took William to the stadium reception building, and while going to the cellar to get some red wine for William, he quickly called Pepper and asked the main team when it would arrive.
Just after leaving the RV in the underground parking lot, a ringtone rang from Chili Pepper's cell phone, which was preparing coffee.
After answering the phone, Little Pepper was stunned for a while, and then stammered to Stark, "Waterfall, the manager of Waterfall Stadium, call me and say that Mr. Devonshire has already
Got to the ball, pitch".
"Are you kidding?" Stark looked at his watch and then asked Jarvis, "How long has William been gone?"
"Fourteen minutes, but I suggest you turn on the TV now. The media is already making a fuss about Mr. Devonshire's speed."