The Richest Man in the World of Film and Television

Holding the satellite phone, William wondered if he made a wrong call, or did Yuri take gunpowder?

That Yuriolov guy was very attentive to him last time at the Upper East Side householder's party, "Yuri, it's me, William Devonhill."

"Aha, sorry, Mr. Devinhill?" Hearing that it was William's call, Yuriolov hurriedly apologized, "Something happened to me, I kept you waiting, I apologize again, you What are your orders, Mr. Devonhill."

Yuriolov stood by the windowsill and spoke to William with a flattering tone on the satellite phone,

While looking at the monitoring truck on the street downstairs from his house, he stared fiercely at Jack Valentine, the captain of the International Anti-Proliferation Team of Small Arms, who walked out of the monitoring truck.

He has been monitored and monitored by Jack Valentine downstairs in his house for more than six months. What annoys Yuri is that Jack Valentine doesn't bother with other arms dealers who are more dangerous than him.

But staring at him, who only sells light weapons, made him lose several million dollars in the past six months.

If it weren't for his own bottom line in his heart, and it would be good for him to keep Jack Valentine to watch him, and he wouldn't have to worry about being blackmailed by the old American officials, Yuriolov would have found a relationship to get rid of Jack Valentine up.

But now Yuri is gnashing his teeth with hatred for Jack Valentine. Jack Valentine can't find his sore feet, so he turns the breakthrough point to his wife Ava Fontaine.

Thinking of his wife who doesn't know how to use food, rice, oil and salt, he has a headache and helplessness. Not only does he not help him, but he is also persuaded by Jack Valentine, a virgin man. The Virgin's heart attack forced him to stop and do serious business.

F, K, Yuri scolded his wife in his heart for being ignorant, and he would blame his husband after being provoked by others, and he didn't want to think that if he worked hard to make money, he would still be able to afford her extravagant expenses.

The family's consumption plus the central park mortgage, Yuriolov would spend at least 20 US dollars a month. If it weren't for the money he made in Africa in the past few years, he still has some spare money, Yuriolov Husband couldn't hold on anymore.

Yuriolov, who is used to doing gray business and is used to the net profit of a single business amounting to tens of millions, is not at all impatient with serious oil, timber, ore business. Not to mention making money, he is also restricted by rules and regulations. deadly.

Yuriolov, who is used to playing sidelines, was very uncomfortable.

However, the bad mood immediately improved after receiving William's call, and Yuriolov finally showed a happy look on his tense face.

A rich man like William is a super big client for him. Otherwise, Yuri would not have been so gracious to curry favor with William at the last meeting of the heads of households in the Upper East Side. If he can do business with a big local tycoon like William, then he Companies that are not doing well now will get better soon.

"Mr. Devonhill, no matter how much oil, timber, ore you need, I can provide you with the lowest price and guarantee the quality."

"Hehe, Yuri, I know what you do, I don't want those things, don't tell me, you don't sell vacuum cleaners for the angel king and mothers, looking forward to your call, Mr. King of War",

William hung up the phone without waiting for Yuri's reply. He didn't believe that Yuriolov, an arms dealer who had worked for nearly 20 years, really stopped selling oil at home with peace of mind.

Listening to the beeping sound on the phone, Yuriolov stood by the window sill in a daze. He understood what William said about the vacuum cleaner used by the Angel King and his mother.

Angel King is the slang word of these arms dealers, which means AK, mothers mean rocket launchers, vacuum cleaners mean helicopters, and mothers' vacuum cleaners mean gunships.

Thinking that a person like William who is worth billions of dollars must have a very large number of things. Just selling a vacuum cleaner can make a profit of millions of dollars. Just fly to see William.

According to his estimation, the profit of William's order could be several million dollars, maybe even tens of millions of dollars. The most important thing is that there are not many people like William who are capable enough to pay. For arms dealers like them, William is a platinum five-star customer, something that was unthinkable before.

Now this kind of sky-level client came to him by himself, but he hesitated. Thinking about the promise he made to his goddess wife, Yuriolov felt distressed, his liver hurt, and his egg hurt.

Yuriolov, who was dying of regret, heard a knock on the door, and then his wife Ava walked in with a smile and said, "Yuri, Libia's chief executive, Andre Butters, is coming, you should clean up." Pack yourself up and get ready to see Mr. Chief Manager."

"Huh? Didn't we make an appointment to meet at the hotel? Why did he come directly," Yuri said after thinking for a while, "You help me prepare my clothes, I'll come as soon as I pack them."

When the two things came together, Yuriolov made a decision immediately. He couldn't help but want to return to his best industry. Only the arms industry can give Yuri a sense of accomplishment.

Moreover, Andre Butters, the general manager of Libia who had done business with him for more than ten years, came to him personally, and Yuri knew that he had no choice.

God knows what Andre Butters and his lunatic son Andre II will do if they can't get along with Andre Butters, at least his wife and children are already on the verge of danger.

After packing up the documents, Yuri walked out of the study, put on his suit and tie under the service of his wife Ava, and heard the doorbell.

"Go, my dear, don't keep the guests waiting, I'll go and prepare a drink."

"Thank you, dear." Yuri opened the door and walked out of the house, and saw Andre Butters and his lunatic son standing at the door of his house with a smile on his face.

"Damn, Andre, why did you come to my house directly, can't you talk in the hotel if you have something to do?"

"Good morning, Yuri," Andre Butters said after hugging Yuri with a smile, "It's really not easy to find you. If I didn't have some connections in your country, I wouldn't even know about my ammunition. Shang has already washed his hands and quit, Yuri, why don't you invite us in for a drink?"

Chapter 207. Chapter [-]

"NO, let's go to the hotel to discuss something, this is my home, I don't want to discuss business at home"

Yuri flatly refused.

Andre was not angry about Yuri's refusal, he was enough to come to the door, and Andre was also worried about whether Yuri would kill them directly for the safety of his family. After all, this is America, not his lair. .

"Hehe, I also want to talk in the hotel, but the hotel is not safe anymore. My security told me that I will be monitored as soon as I get off the plane, so I think it is safer to talk here."

"God, you are making trouble for me, Andre, even if everyone knows that I am your arms dealer, they can't do anything without making it public,

But as soon as you came to see me, our relationship was made public. In the future, not only the International Anti-Proliferation Group of Small Arms will stare at me, but the Secret Service may start to stare at me after tonight. How do you tell me to do business in the future.”

"Hahaha, sorry, Yuri, this is funny, we have been working together for ten years, I don't believe that the special services of your country don't know about our relationship,

And I can't control them anymore, the current situation is very dangerous, the conflict is intensifying, but my country is restricted from importing and exporting, I need someone with great energy like you to help me tide over the difficulties."

Yuri, who was still a little moved, immediately refused when he heard that Andre was also being watched. He turned around and wanted to open the door to go home, "I'm sorry, Andre, the timing is not right now, and I can't help you this time."

"NO, NO, NO", Andre quickly blocked Yuri who wanted to go home.

He stared into Yuri's eyes, thought for a moment, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and said with a clear look: "Hehe, I understand, Yuri, it's normal for you to want to raise the price at this time."

As he spoke, Andre took out a diamond from his pocket and sent it to Yuri.

Feeling something in the palm of his hand, Yuri picked it up and looked at it, and his heart was overjoyed. He saw at a glance that it was a flawless diamond the size of two pigeon eggs, and the weight was at least a hundred carats.

Immediately in his mind, he thought that this diamond would be worth at least 1000 million U.S. dollars if it was auctioned, and even if it could be sold for 500 million U.S. dollars on the black market.

Without making Yuri think too much, Andre shrugged and said: "You understand, as long as I can get what I want in the current situation, I am willing to pay any price. Think about it, Yuri, this is several times ten Several times the profit, this kind of opportunity doesn't come all the time,