After forcing himself to listen patiently to the leader of the Iron-Blooded Legion, William complained in his heart, "It's very simple to want a jade talisman.
If you say double the price, William will probably agree immediately, and the daily shipment volume of jade charms will be doubled.
If he could come up with something that made his heart beat, it would be an unlimited supply.
It's a pity that the one who came today is a pure warrior. William said that he couldn't supply more.
He actually actually believed it.
Alas, this makes William very helpless, and he misses the old Iron-blooded man a little bit. But this is good, lest the Predators fear that the modified Iron-bloods will be destroyed once the war starts.
That business won't last long.
After seeing off the Iron-Blooded Legion, William began to understand why the Iron-blooded old man lamented the human population some time ago.
A team of 40 people, in the words of the warrior leader, is actually a legion?
Or are there other spaceships in space that have not landed?
Forget it, never mind it.
The next day, William, who had already prepared the bait, suddenly sent invitations to all the media in London to hold a press conference.
Three days later, William, who was in a neat suit, took Abigail, who was wearing a women's suit with a smile on her face, and entered Aston Martin's headquarters under the escort of more than a dozen security guards.
Abi, who was holding William's arm, whispered as he walked, "Let me ask you again, do you really plan to let me be the executive director and let Mrs. Lina be the agent for all the shares in your hands?"
"Don't worry, I'm not joking." William held Abi's hand that was shaking with excitement. "After today, you will probably be the envy of all women in England."
"Huh, who am I? After all, I am not a person who works for the Devonshire family." Abi rolled her eyes at William, "You are still thinking about how to explain to Mrs. Lina after the press conference.
Why do what?"
While they were talking, the two of them were already escorted by security guards to the door of the press conference. Some tabloid reporters who were not invited and could not enter the auditorium,
Seeing the two people coming, they all held the tape recorder in front of William like crazy, shouting various questions.
At one time, more than a dozen security guards were guarding William, and the reporter almost broke through the protective circle.
William had to frown and hugged Abi's waist, protecting her in his arms, and then pushed away a reporter who almost thrust the recorder into Abi's face.
Fortunately, the security at the press conference was notified immediately on Sunday, and William and the two were escorted into the scene.
William looked at the flustered Aston Martin manager Sean Wayans with an unfavorable expression.
"Sorry, boss, it's my fault." Sean was stared at by William so much that his forehead was sweating and he immediately apologized.
Fortunately, he was smart enough not to make any excuses, so William just glared at him and let him go.
Holding Abi's hand, he walked up to the press conference stage and took the host's microphone. Abi let go of William's hand with a wink.
Standing quietly next to the press platform, it is a place that is easily noticed.
Holding the microphone, William stood in the center of the stage, took the microphone and patted it, waiting for the venue to slowly quiet down.
With a snap of his fingers, Sunday quickly connected the headphones in William's ears to the speakers at the press conference.
"My name is William Devonshire. There is probably no one here who doesn't know me. If so, congratulations on just walking out of the virgin forest and returning to modern society."
"Haha", hearing this, everyone at the scene shook their heads and laughed.
"Okay, just kidding first, let me introduce to you this super beauty standing on the stage, my dear Miss Abigail."
"Wow", there was a sound of surprise on the scene.
For William to call Abigail dear so clearly, many people thought that William was planning to officially disclose their relationship.
Unfortunately, although what William said next was also shocking, it was very different from what they were thinking.
He stretched out his hand to signal Abi to come forward. Abi smiled and raised his hand, walked to William and held it with him.
Looking at this face, she looks exactly like Princess Helen in the movie Troy, but more charming and bright.
William ignored everyone's surprise and kissed Abi on the face, "This lady's name is Abigail Chase.
A super female academic who holds a double PhD from Harvard and once served as the director of the National Archives of the United States.
But it's a pity that no matter how powerful she is, she can't escape my grasp. Now she is not only mine, but she also has to work for me."
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuu" Many male reporters were dissatisfied with William's ostentatious words and immediately started to make trouble.
"Haha," William shrugged, "Okay, let's get to the first topic today."
Looking at Abi who covered his mouth in excitement and looked at him, William said affirmatively, "From this moment on, I, William Devonshire, am officially appointed,
Miss Abigail Chase is the Executive Director of Devonshire Group and is responsible for all day-to-day affairs of the group, effective immediately, at the same time."
Before he finished speaking, the reporters in the audience almost thought William was crazy. They couldn't believe that he was only 20 years old and had no illness or disaster.
Why would the day-to-day affairs of the group be handled by Abi, who was born in archaeology?
While reporters were shouting questions, William waved to Anthony, the private lawyer standing aside.
He took the document box and opened it to show it to the reporters.
This made the reporters quickly focus on the documents. When the scene became quiet, they heard William continue,
"What this document says is to officially name my mother as the first beneficiary of my will. When I am unable to handle the affairs of the Devonshire family,
My mother, Lena Devonshire, will have the qualifications and rights to fully control any wealth of the entire Devonshire family."
"Wow", "God".
Hearing what William said, not only the reporters at the scene were stunned, but also the audience watching the live broadcast were dumbfounded and frightened.
What does this mean, facing death threats? Critically ill?
Thinking of this, everyone went crazy. What was the reason that made William hand over the management rights of the group to his woman Abi in the first place?
Now he has even willed the shares directly to his mother.
"Mr Devonshire, Mr Devonshire, can you tell us why? Can you tell us why you did this?
Is it a disease or a threat from some force?"
"Bang, bang, bang, quiet",
Seeing the chaos at the scene, William picked up the microphone on the podium and started filming.
After the reporters became quieter, he pulled Abi to the edge of the stage and whispered to Sunday, "Let's get started."
"Okay, sir".
Several beams of light shot towards the center of the stage, and a virtual image that made everyone forget about William appeared in their eyes.
Several knowledgeable reporters even left their seats and walked to the edge of the stage to watch the virtual imaging.
When I discovered that this virtual imaging has 360 degrees with no blind spots and is much more advanced than other laboratories currently researching this technology, my hands started to shake with excitement.
I couldn't help but think that this year's Nobel Prize might be faced with the situation of having to award the prize to William, a young man who is only 20 years old.