The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Selling a car, you can earn 700 million U.S. dollars after paying taxes, and you will place an order for this matter, and then wait for Saul to pick it up.

Wilson put his arm around Saul's shoulder and said happily, "How about we have two cars first?"

"no problem".

One or two, it is the same to him, and it is even better to buy ten or eight at a time, so as not to look for Heimdall more times, which is not good.

Wilson immediately met Saul's palms, and then walked towards Aston Martin's general manager Sean with a smile.

Seeing Wilson being so active, Saul asked William silently, "Can this kid make a lot of money in this business?"

After thinking about it for a while, William could think of how much Wilson could earn. Tens of millions of dollars, or even hundreds of millions of dollars, were out of reach.

But answering this question still requires some skills, so as not to make Sol feel that he is at a disadvantage, and two or three million pounds is only two or three thousand star coins, twenty or thirty energy crystals.

"A car can earn about twenty or thirty energy crystals."

"That's not a lot."

Hearing this, William fully understands that even though Sol is a prince, if twenty or thirty energy crystals care about him, then he is definitely the poorest prince.

Asked curiously, "Are you so poor?"

"What are you talking about, thirty energy crystals are enough for me to drink wine for a whole month, and enough for me to buy a gift for my mother."

"Damn it, you're a prince." William rolled his eyes at Sol's calculations, turned around and walked to the changing area.

Seeing William who was driven away by himself, Saul smiled and walked towards Wilson in a relaxed mood.

As soon as he approached, he heard Wilson said in the same preoccupation, "I will pay 1000 million US dollars first, and I will order ten F1 cars from your company, will that not work?"

Sean spread his hands, "You have to understand, Your Highness, except for our own use, F1 cars cannot be sold at all.

If you want ten cars, you have to pay the full price, and with the current economic situation, maybe we may lose money on one of the 850 million US dollars during the few months of production.

Unless you have the consent of Mr. De Heer or Ms. Abigail, all I can say is sorry."

When Wilson, who didn't have that much cash, heard that he wanted to find William, he couldn't help but grow shorter, wondering if he should ask Abigail.

Sol, who heard these words, silently calculated, patted Wilson who was in deep thought, and asked, "How many tons of gold is 8500 million US dollars?"

Wilson was taken aback for a moment, then understood and said, "It should be less than five tons."

Sol thought about his [-] to [-] star coins for drinking, and then calculated that a ton of gold in God’s Domain seemed to be less than [-] star coins. He raised his head and shouted to the sky,

"Heimdall, help me prepare ten tons of gold, and I will return your star coins when I go back."

Sean looked at Saul with some surprise, thinking in his heart that there might be some high-tech equipment in the sky, which is always monitoring the distinguished guests of his boss and His Royal Highness Wilson.

As for whether Saul is a lunatic, Sean just thinks about William's attitude towards Saul, and feels that if he really thinks that way, it seems that he himself is a lunatic.

Saul smiled and said to Sean, "I'll ask William to help me transport the gold here, and you can prepare my car."

Then he took Wilson by the shoulder, "Let's go, man, I paid for ten cars, and I will drive casually for a while, and if it crashes, I will be blamed."

Thinking of his own small arms and legs, Wilson didn't dare to go to the F1 racing car. Even if nothing happened, if he was reported, he would go home and wait for his mother Diane to confine him.

"No, no, no, I'm not you. In case of an accident, either a broken arm or a broken leg, I will be responsible for recruiting managers and engineers to be your correspondents and help you answer questions you don't understand."

Thinking about Wilson's physique, Saul nodded in disappointment, "Okay."

He followed Sean, who was puzzled, to the changing area. As soon as he entered the hall, William, who was wearing a racing suit and a racing cap, came out.

Rolling his eyes at the two poor princes, William passed by without saying hello. He got into a prepared racing car, looked at the worried team manager, and whispered various precautions in his ear.

After chattering for several minutes, the team manager had better persuade, "Boss, you really don't want to think about it anymore, and practice with a Formula Three car first?"

The maximum horsepower of a Formula Three car is only 215, and his Vulcan horsepower is already 800, which is only 1 lower than that of an F100 car.

Coupled with his physical fitness dozens of times higher than that of ordinary people, and his sentry armor, even if something happens, his skin will not be broken.

Hearing the monitoring of the entire Silverstone circuit on Sunday, William nodded to the team manager and started the engine after confirming that it was safe.

Seeing this, the team manager could only check William's seat belt, as well as the various instruments and buttons in the driver's seat like a racing driver.

After finishing the whole set, the old manager who was absorbed in it patted the racing cap on William's head as if he was a team driver, and shouted loudly, "Okay, you are allowed to start."

William, who was slapped on the head, stared straight at the old man in front of him. Seeing his concentration, he knew what was going on.

The team manager who rolled his eyes had already reacted, and the team manager with dodgy eyes stepped on the accelerator, then shifted gears, rushed out of the pit lane, and changed lanes into the main track with all the street lights turned on.

And in the helicopter in the sky, the live host of ITV with a microphone shouted excitedly,

"Have you photographed it? Is the boss trying to kill you again?"

"It's been photographed, it's been photographed," the cameraman carrying a special camera replied in a low voice with the same excitement.

And when these few words were sent back to the live broadcast room, they were immediately broadcast by the director to the host of the indoor live broadcast room.

But the words about whether the boss was playing dead again or not, still spread to thousands of households.

It made everyone who heard this laugh out loud.

Lena and Abigail, who were watching the live broadcast in anger, turned black, while Jesse and Nisa at the side leaned on the sofa and held back their laughter in a low voice.

Feeling Lena's nervous heart beating violently, Serena held Lena's hand and said, "Don't worry Ma'am, even if William gets hit by a train, he won't be hurt."

This reminded Lina of Gu Yi, of magic, and nodded to Serena with a sigh of relief, watching the fast-turning racing car on TV with peace of mind.