Two hundred and eighty-one chapters buy a plane to avenge the person 4500 words chapter
After leaving Guan Yuming's house, William called the crew, drove directly to the airport, parked the car and walked into the VIP room. The captain with four stripes on his sleeve and the first officer with three stripes on his sleeve walked quickly to William.
"Hello, Mr. Devonshire, my name is Keen and I am the captain of this flight. This is First Officer Johnson. It is an honor to serve you."
"Hello," William smiled and shook hands with the captain and co-pilot, "I'm William Devon Hill."
After the greetings were over, Keane stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "This way, Mr. Devonshire," and led William to the VIP boarding gate.
As he walked, he said: "The cabin crew is preparing your favorite food according to the recipes provided by Four Seasons Hotel. Of course, you can also order your own food. We will meet any of your needs."
"Thanks".
Keane's attitude made William feel a little confused. Although the crew members were very enthusiastic when flying on private jets in the past, they were not as courteous and attentive as Keane did. He walked into the tarmac with vigilance.
William immediately understood the plane in front of him.
“Is this Bombardier’s new Global Express?”
Seeing that William knew about the Global Express, Keane was very happy, so he didn't have to waste too much time introducing it. He smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Devonshire, this bl901 Global Express happens to be doing promotion in England. I heard that
"You need a private jet, and Bombardier immediately decided to let you experience it for free. As for their purpose, I think you can understand it even if I don't tell you."
William smiled knowingly. Of course he understood the reason. Didn't Bombardier do this just to develop William as a potential customer?
It doesn't matter if it's free or not. The more than 100,000 US dollars for a chartered flight is a small amount of money to William, but Bombardier's approach makes him satisfied. Being respected, recognized, and flattered by a large private jet company that usually has a high regard for others still makes him happy.
He was quite happy.
He smiled and said to Keane, "Thank you Bombardier for me. Since it is the latest aircraft, let's try it first. If you are satisfied, I will consider buying one. Let's go, Keane, and the destination is Boston."
William, who had originally planned to buy a plane, signaled the flight attendant to show him around the plane as soon as the plane flew smoothly.
After the tour, William felt a little disappointed. This private jet was designed to be more business-like, with only seats and sofas, and the overall space was not large. If it was more comfortable, it would only be suitable for seven or eight people.
However, it is quite suitable for William at this stage. Thinking of this, I have the intention to buy one.
Gulfstream has just completed its reorganization at this time, and the design of the future g550g650 has not even started yet.
Bombardier's 7000 and 8000 are not even there. As for larger aircraft, you can only buy Boeing. Airbus has not yet made its debut these days, and the A380 project has just been established not long ago.
The Global Express has a range of 12,000 kilometers, which is enough to travel between the European and American continents, so after William finished the visit, he directly told the flight attendant that Bombardier would send someone to wait for him at the Boston Airport, and then ignored the beautiful flight attendant who was absolutely convinced and lay down.
Sleeping on the couch.
Seven hours later, at around 3 pm Boston time, William got off the plane and saw five or six people in suits and ties waiting on the tarmac.
As soon as he got off the plane, the leading middle-aged bald man walked up quickly, stretched out his hand from a distance and said: "Hello, Mr. Devon Hill, I am Steve, Bombardier's sales president, and I am honored to serve you."
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Shaking hands with Steve, William said: "Hello, Mr. Steve, let's go to the hotel to talk."
"Okay, Mr Devonshire".
The exclusive butler of the Four Seasons Hotel hurriedly opened the door of the Rolls-Royce for William, and walked all the way to the hotel. As soon as he entered the presidential suite, the hotel butler stood in front of William with a bottle of Macallan 1956, bowed slightly and said regretfully,
"I'm very sorry, Mr. Devonshire. After receiving the notice from the Four Seasons Hotel in London this morning, our hotel has searched the liquor dealers in several nearby cities and has not yet found a better whiskey than Macallan 1956."
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"Okay, okay, it's good to have one from 1956. I happen to have a customer here, please open it for me."
"Okay, Mr. Devonshire," the butler bowed slightly and saluted, then took the wine bottle and went to the suite bar to pour wine for William, Steve, and the two Bombardier designers.
Macallan 1956 is nothing to William, but it is still a bottle of wine worth more than 14,000 US dollars. Even Steve, the sales president of Bombardier, has not drunk it a few times, let alone the two who have only heard the name but have not drank it.
A great designer.
Although half a glass of wine was worth hundreds of dollars, it was not exaggerated enough to flatter the three of them, but Steve and the two designers were in a very happy mood after drinking such good wine that was not available on the market.
It took more than 2 hours to talk about design while drinking. The two designers improved William's idea a lot and roughly drew a first draft.
After reading the first draft, William was quite satisfied, "Just design it according to this idea. When the complete design draft comes out and I have reviewed it and confirmed it, you can start work."
"Okay, Mr. Devonshire." The designers happily nodded in agreement. They felt very novel about some of the designs William mentioned that only became popular more than ten years ago. They vaguely felt that these designs would definitely be popular among many young people who like novelty in the future.
Guests like it.
After talking about the design, William remembered his requirements for the wood and asked Steve: "By the way, Steve, are you sure you can get enough Hainan yellow with the original purple avocado material?"
Rosewood".
Steve, who was holding the glass, took a sip of whiskey and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Devonshire, our company just knows who has the goods in stock. I guarantee that the wood in the aircraft bedroom must be purple oil with a true heart pattern."
pear old material,
The wood used for other dining tables and living room decorations must also be top-grade sea yellow in other colors. As for the specific color, it depends on our acquisitions in the Chinese market. Whichever color is available in sufficient quantities.
Top-quality wood depends on opportunities, information and money. Unless it is extinct, there is no good wood that cannot be bought as long as you are willing to spend money and time, and we private jet companies are not short of money, connections and time."
"Very good, very good," Steve's words made William very happy, and said: "I hope that when you purchase the wood, you can purchase it according to the quantity of two aircraft. You have to consider the situation when I replace your company's new aircraft in the future.
The airplane is just a tool to me. I will definitely change to a better airplane in the future. I don’t want to see that when I want to change to a new airplane from your company, you won’t be able to produce the wood I like.
As long as you can buy it, money is not an issue, do you understand?”
"Of course", Steve was so excited that he almost choked on his whiskey and hurriedly covered his mouth and coughed a few times. We had just talked about the first plane, but William, a super rich man, was actually thinking about buying a new type of plane in the future.
While cursing the nouveau riche William in my heart, I also wished I could get a few more nouveau riche guys like William. These kind of customers are diamond-level customers.
"Don't worry, Mr. Devonshire, I guarantee that our company will do what you said and will help you buy an extra set of sea yellow wood. I just don't know whether you will keep it yourself or leave it to our company after you buy it."
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"Of course I kept it myself." William rolled his eyes at Steve. Only idiots would put the sea-yellow wood on your place. "I will definitely change the plane. When to change it depends on whether your new plane can satisfy me."
Okay, still have any questions?"
"No." Steve is not a fool, and of course he will not refute William at this time. Anyway, their company is going to China for acquisition. Since they are going, there is not much difference between buying one set and two sets. It is just more time spent.
William, the big benefactor, said that money is no longer an issue. Since money is no longer an issue, then to Steve, William is God.
"Okay, one last thing, when can I get the plane".
"Normally it takes about a year, but our company happens to have an aircraft that is 60% completed. If you don't mind, this aircraft can be completed before the end of the year."
After hearing this, William immediately shook his head and said, "No, I mind, of course I do, I want a new one."
Steve said with some reluctance: "Actually, the body of that aircraft has only been completed, and the interior has not been built yet. It is no different from a new one. If you agree, we can give you a 10% discount."
"Stop, new, new, I don't want to say it a third time, do you understand," William said, staring at Steve's bald head.
"Okay, I apologize, Devon Hill first." When meeting someone like William who didn't care about money, Steve shook his head helplessly.
"Very good, that's it for today. I'll let my personal lawyer contact you about the specific contract." William stood up and shook hands with Steve and the three of them.
"Okay, bye, Mr. Devonshire."
"Bye-Bye".
After seeing the three people off, William touched his belly and said to the hotel steward: "Help me prepare dinner. The dishes will be your five most famous dishes in Boston."
"Okay, sir, I'll prepare it for you right away. Can you eat spicy food at the end?" the butler asked in a low voice, standing next to William.
After a favor, William said, "Prepare a car for me, I will use it tonight."
"Okay, sir" the butler nodded.
At 8 o'clock in the evening, William changed into ordinary jeans, a hoodie, and a baseball cap after having dinner for more than an hour.
Before going out, William took out his mobile phone and made a call. After more than ten seconds of talking, he told the other party where he was going. William hung up the phone and went out happily.
When I went downstairs and walked out of the hotel door, I saw a burgundy Rolls-Royce convertible sports car. I took the car key handed over by the butler, put on my sunglasses, hit the accelerator a few times, lowered the convertible, and drove away in a flash.
Following the instructions on Sunday, I drove to a poor neighborhood in Boston's South End and parked across the street from an ordinary small restaurant.
I closed the hood, turned off the engine, got out of the car and walked into the restaurant with my baseball cap on, ordered a coffee and sat on the window seat next to the door.
According to Sunday's investigation, the black uncle named Robert McCall would come to this small restaurant basically every night to order a cup of tea, sit there for a few hours, and read a book to pass the time.
After sitting for more than half an hour, when the time came to around 9pm, a fashionably dressed little girl walked in carrying a small bag.
William glanced at the back with his peripheral vision and saw that the little girl was a little fat, so he immediately lost interest in looking at her.
"Good evening, Alina, what would you like to eat?" the restaurant owner smiled and said to the little girl sitting on the bar.
"Good evening, Jacob, give me a Boston pie with extra cream and coffee, thank you."
"OK, wait".
A few minutes later, a "ding" sound was heard as the door opened.
"Sir, the target is coming in," Ears reported to William Hui on Sunday.
William raised his head and saw a black man wearing a dark gray single-layer jacket, a blue plaid shirt, and black trousers, with his head, cheeks and chin neatly trimmed, walking in with a hardcover book.
As soon as Uncle Hei entered the door, he scanned the entire restaurant vigilantly. He was stunned when he saw William's back. After a few more glances, his muscles immediately tensed up. Intuitively, he felt that William was very dangerous.
He walked alertly to another seat parallel to William's seat, pulled out the chair, and sat down expressionlessly.
As soon as Uncle Hei sat down, he first put the books in his hands and the table away, then took out a folded hand towel from his shirt pocket and placed it on the table. While opening the hand towel, he stared at William who was sitting across a chair from the corner of his eye.
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To avoid misunderstanding, William raised his head and smiled at Uncle Hei. After seeing William's face clearly, Uncle Hei was stunned for a few seconds. Then he breathed a sigh of relief, showed a kind smile to William and nodded slightly.
And after William saw Uncle Hei's face clearly, although he was always smiling, he started complaining in his heart. This was another big star in his previous life. Although he couldn't remember the name of the actor at the moment, he could make him feel familiar at first sight.
The person must have been famous in his previous life.
The shop owner walked up to Uncle Hei with boiling water. While the shop owner was pouring the water, Uncle Hei put the bagged tea leaves wrapped in the towel into the cup and said, "Thank you, Jacob."
"You're welcome" the store owner returned.
"By the way, Jacob, who owns that new Rolls-Royce two-door convertible outside the restaurant? How dare someone park such a luxury sports car on the street so late at night without fear of having the wheels stolen?
Has it been demolished?”
"Haha", Jacob, the owner of the store, did not answer, but turned his back to William and pointed at William.
Uncle Hei, who had already expected this answer, nodded with a smile, smiled and said to the shop owner, "Thank you."
"Call me if you need anything."
"Okay." Looking at William who still looked indifferent despite his reminder, Uncle Hei thought for a moment and remembered the worth of the young man in front of him reported by the media. He shook his head and smiled.
I silently murmured in my heart that in the eyes of William Devon Hill, a luxury car worth more than 200,000 US dollars might be as worthless as a tattered Ford pickup truck on the roadside.
After taking a sip of tea, Uncle Hei planned to stop caring about William. He didn't realize that William was here to see him. He picked up the book and opened it before he started reading. Alina, the girl sitting on the bar, turned around and glanced at Hei.
The uncle said: "What is that book about?"
Uncle Hei raised his head and said with a smile, "The story of an old man fishing in a small boat in the sea."
"Look, you have read so many heavenly books. Did the old man in the book catch a fish?"
Uncle Hei showed a bright smile and said, "The fish has just taken the bait. It may take a few days to catch it."
"Haha," Alina curled her lips and mocked, "Then you are really slow to read."
Uncle Hei smiled and lowered his head while reading and said, "This is a big fish. I don't know if I can catch it yet."
The little girl rolled her eyes, turned her head and smiled, "No, then what's so good about this kind of book?"
"No, no, this book is very exciting. Maybe you can read it and give it a try. It will make you understand a lot of things."
"Forget it, what's so interesting about an old man's story? He goes fishing at such an old age. It must be a tragic story. This kind of story is definitely not suitable for people of my kind."
"Haha." Uncle Hei knew very well that young people today simply don't have the patience to read such inspirational books. He looked up at Alina who was eating cream pie and kindly reminded, "Aren't you planning to quit sweets?"
"Yeah, I'm quitting." After saying that, I cut a large piece of cream pie with my fork and put it in my mouth.
"Are you going to give up sweets like this?" Uncle Hei looked at Alina in surprise and asked.
"Hmph." The little girl took another mouthful of cream and said in a hoarse voice, "Just quit like this. I'll quit when I get tired of it."
"But don't you want to be a singer? Eating too many sweets is not good for your vocal cords."
"Well", Alina hesitated for a moment, put down her fork, stood up, took out the change from her bag, put it on the bar and said to the shop owner, "Bye, Jacob".
The busy shop owner turned his head and looked at the money on the table, nodded and said, "Bye, Alina."
Alina walked to the door of the restaurant and said to Uncle Hei: "How about you tell me the ending of that fish when I'm free?"
Uncle Hei raised his head and said with a smile, "No problem, bye."