As soon as the car drove away, Sunday's voice appeared on William's phone, "SIR, photos to send to the phone, my suggestion is to choose this Riva 50MT yacht, the chef is in contact, I will reply to you later",

William looked at a few photos and found that Sunday's recommendation was indeed the best, and nodded, "That's it."

The sudden appearance of Sunday surprised Ambrosio,

Grabbed William's hand and asked, "Butler, my dear, when did you ask for a butler?"

"Hey, Sunday is the result of my month or two", William said into the air, "Sunday, this is my girlfriend Ambrosio, say hello to her".

"Hello, Miss Ambrosio, I'm Sunday, it's an artificial intelligence butler system created by Mr. Devon Hill, it's a pleasure to meet you".

"Artificial intelligence?" Ambrosio grabbed William's arm tightly, "God, that's why you haven't been looking for me for more than a month?"

"Not exactly, but it's about the same", William wanted to prevaricate the past, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was unnecessary, Ambrosio was a smart girl, there was no need to lie to her about everything,

"In the past two months, in addition to creating Sunday, I also built a horse farm for my mother in Oxford Castle, bought hundreds of sweaty horses, and made some money by the way."

William said ostentatiously: "This money can probably buy you Victoria's Secret, well, no, it should be able to buy ten Victoria's Secrets."

"Ten?fk" Ambrosio scolded in shock, put his arms around William's neck after half a ring, and whispered, "God, did I hear it wrong, or is it April Fool's Day"

"Honey, say it again, say it again, how much money you have made in the past two months".

William rolled his eyes, and complained to Ambrosio in his heart, is this stupid in order to be able to go to Victoria's Secret? The fact that he is a billionaire is no secret in the upper circles.

"I should be the youngest billionaire in the world now, I don't know how much, I should know on Sunday."

Ambrosio hurriedly said into the air: "Sunday, can you tell me how much money William has?"

But this was a vain question, and Sunday did not answer immediately, and Ambrosio turned his head strangely to look at William, "What's the matter, my dear, did something go wrong on Sunday? Why didn't he answer me?"

William snapped his fingers with a smile, he also wanted to know how much money he had, as for letting Ambrosio know if there would be trouble, William could only say that he was thinking too much,

This chick's mouth is very tight, and after a few months, many reporters who want to know from her mouth how much wealth William has have all gone home.

Sunday's voice was immediately present in the carriage, but this time it was so low that Ambrosius had to listen carefully to hear it.

This is also the embodiment of Sunday intelligence, such a low sound is to prevent Adam in the front driver's seat from hearing,

"Miss Ambrosio, Mr. Devon Hill's fortune has exceeded $10 billion, reaching $11.6 billion, just counting stocks.

Counting only this part of the wealth, it has been ranked 22nd on the Forbes wealth list released in May.

There are $4.52 billion in bank deposits and $630 million in banknotes in cash, adding up to $5.15 billion, but there are about $300 million to $400 million in taxes on this part of the money.

It depends on how much you get your tax refund for the amount you spend in the past few months, but you can't go wrong with no less than $300 million."

"If you add in the gold, jewelry, antiques you own, your wealth will be more than 20 billion dollars."

After a pause, Sunday sighed, "SIR, YOU ARE THE FASTEST AND FIERCEST PERSON IN THE WORLD, AND CONGRATULATIONS, WITH YOUR WEALTH, YOU WILL PROBABLY BE IN THE TOP 10, OR EVEN TOP 5 ON THE FORBES LIST OF THE WORLD'S RICHEST PEOPLE NEXT YEAR."

"Ahh

A scream suddenly came from William's ears, and Martin, William was busy covering Ambrosio's mouth,

Just wanted to open his mouth to scold, but before he could scold, a soft feeling suddenly came from his fingers, and when he looked down, he saw Ambrosio biting his fingers and staring at him with hazy eyes.

Seeing this, William couldn't stand it in his heart, "God, how long will it take to get to the yacht club."

"3 minutes to get to the yacht club, SIR, I detected a sudden 27% increase in your heartbeat, do you need me to call a doctor for you?" asked Sunday.

"No, I'm fine, I've never been so good," William said, staring into Ambrosio's eyes.

"WELL, IT LOOKS LIKE I NEED TO ADD A DATABASE OF HUMAN SPECIAL EMOTIONS TO MY PROGRAM, CAN I SEARCH FOR THIS DATA ON MY OWN?"

William knew that it was just a Sunday teasing him, and said "whatever" angrily.

Arriving at the yacht club a few minutes later, William arrived at the Riva 50MT with Ambrosio, who was almost hanging on him.

After shaking hands with the manager of the yacht club and greeting each other, after confirming that William could drive the yacht by himself, Mr. Manager pulled the sales manager of Riva Company a few times with a very good look.

After handing the key to William, he said: "Mr. Devon Hill, this Riva 50MT yacht is a show boat that has just left the shipyard.

You and Mademoiselle Ambrosio are the first guests of this yacht, and we wish you a nice time with Mademoiselle Ambrosio".

After speaking, he pulled the sales manager of Riva who still wanted to speak, and walked away quickly.

"Hey", Ambrosio looked at Riva's sales manager who turned back three times and said with a smile,

"My dear, it seems that you are not only a super VIP in their eyes, but also a super wronged leader, and even this kind of ship that has not yet been put on sale wants to sell to you."

The sales manager, who was walking away, was dragged to a place where William couldn't see and scolded by the manager of the yacht club.

William suddenly remembered that the Riva 50-meter yacht did not appear at this time, and asked Sunday with some concern, "What happened to this boat on Sunday".

"SIR, you can rest assured that the ship was sailed from the Lafanti shipyard in Italy 7 days ago, after 3 months of sea trials.

I checked the ship's HNA records, and there were no problems with the safety of the ship, and it had a zero accident record.

This time I came to New York to participate in the yacht club in three days, so I was in such a hurry to sell.

This is because the ship was a privately owned project at the Riva shipyard before Lafendier acquired the Riva shipyard in May this year.

The aim is to demonstrate to all the employees of the Riva shipyard the sincerity and creativity of Lafadi, using the best materials and technologies, in order to be able to successfully acquire the Riva shipyard.

The funds used were all bank loans, and this year's stock market crash made Lafetti strapped for money after the acquisition of the Riva shipyard, so he was eager to sell the new concept yacht.

You know that with the current market conditions, there are not many rich people who will buy this yacht worth more than $18 million."

After understanding the reason, William let go of his worries and pulled Ambrosio with a smile to visit the superyacht that had not appeared until more than 10 years later.

The Riva 50MT Gulet 49 is nine meters long and 9 meters wide, with four decks, one master and five guest bedrooms, and can accommodate up to 12 guests.

After a brief tour, William pulled Ambrosio, who wanted to see every corner of the yacht, to the master bedroom, and said with a smile: "Do you like it?"

"What", Ambrosio asked with a confused expression.

"Boat", William smiled, "if you can satisfy me, I will buy this boat, and you can use this yacht whenever and wherever you want."

"Use?" Ambrosio blinked at William, tapped his finger at William's lips, and grinned, "Is it just use?