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William angrily got on the plane and immediately lay on the sofa of the plane, and opened the document bag given to him by the English consul last night, which contained the information that was Chief Jett Frobie of Albany, the head of the mercenaries,

A villain who relies on smuggling and trafficking women to Europe, this guy has been trafficking thousands, if not thousands, of women to Europe every year over the years.

The information also shows that this guy and several Albani gangs used men to coax young girls from Asia and the Americas to travel to Europe at European airports.

After getting off the plane, these Albanians would find the girls who couldn't afford to stay in the big hotels, kidnap them, and then control them with white powder, and most of the girls ended up as street girls to make money for these people.

And if you're lucky enough to catch some virgin girls, these gangs will sell them at a high price to European underground auction companies, which sell everything.

A good-looking virgin is also the object of their sale, and a good-looking virgin can sell for hundreds of thousands of euros. Hundreds of thousands of girls disappear every year in Europe and the United States, and many of them are the work of these underground auction companies.

William looked at the information, and was extremely annoyed in his heart, these people who made lives and wealth deserve to die, they should be caught and strangled to death immediately, just like Pu Da said, leave forgiveness to God,

All we have to do is catch them, and if we catch them at the airport, we will drown them in the toilet, if we catch them in the woods, we will hang them on a tree, and if we catch them on the street, we will run them to death in a car.

If he encounters such a person, William will definitely not have any idea of mercy.

An hour later, William got off the plane, called the Four Seasons Hotel Zurich at the airport to book a presidential suite, called a hotel service, and within twenty minutes William was on a Rolls-Royce provided by the hotel.

The Rolls-Royce Phantom, which we are most familiar with in later generations, has not yet appeared, and William wondered if he would go to register the appearance and interior of the Phantom, and it would be his own special car in the future, so he would not let Rolls-Royce make it, ha, William was amused by his own idea.

In fact, he knows how the Phantom will be famous in later generations, in addition to being really good-looking, the most important thing is that the Phantom is produced by Rolls-Royce, if it is produced by companies such as Toyota, Honda, Suzuki, etc., it will definitely not sell at such a high price and such a high reputation.

Maybe this idea can really be tried, to Rolls-Royce order, what you want is his flying car logo, you are only allowed to use it yourself, and it doesn't matter if you add some money.

The driver took William to the Zurich National Bank, where a vice president had been waiting for him after receiving a phone call.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Devon Hill, and I'm Jon Grace, Vice President of the National Bank," Jon Grace said as he shook hands with William

"Hello, Mr. Grace, I'm glad to meet you, I'm William Devonhill" After William and Jon Grace greeted him, Jon Grace introduced a balding middle-aged man behind him: "Mr. Devon Hill, this is your account manager Felix"

"Hello, Mr. Devon Hill, I'm Felix, it's a pleasure to meet you," Felix said with some excitement.

He is William's exclusive account manager, and his job is to provide William with everything he wants, to meet any of William's needs, provided William has money, of course, and puts it in their Swiss National Bank.

"Hello Felix, it's the first time we've met, it's a pleasure to meet you, I'm very satisfied with your service," William said

"Thank you, Mr. Devon Hill, thank you for your recognition, I will do everything I can to fulfill any of your requests," Felix said excitedly.

"Please, Mr. Devon Hill, let's go to my office and talk" Jon Grace took William to his office.

After the secretary served coffee, William said directly to Jon Grace: "Mr. Grace, let's be direct, I still have a lot of confidence in your bank, if you can meet my requirements, I will directly set your bank as the only bank for my operation."

Jon Grace nodded and said, "Of course, Mr. Devon Hill we will do our best to meet any of your needs, as long as our bank can do it, we are the best bank in Europe for security and secrecy, Mr. Devon Hill, you must choose our bank must be your wisest choice"

"Well, I have $9,004 in cash in England, and I'm going to use that money as collateral to borrow $90 million from your bank, no problem," William said

"Generally speaking, of course, it's fine, you have cash, but after you take a loan from our bank, cash in England can only be regulated by our bank," said Jon Grace.

William nodded and said, "This is no problem, the second one is that I can transfer my money in Montenegro to your bank now"

"Of course, Mr. Devonhill, you don't need to go to any other bank, just enter the password you entered when you entered Montenegro in our bank, and the $170 million money can be transferred to our National Bank in less than ten minutes. Jon Grace affirmed

"OK, that means plus the $135.6 million I had in your bank, I would have $395.6 million in cash in your bank," William said after the calculation.

"Yes, Mr. Devon Hill, although I have always admired you as a genius in my heart, I can't help but want to praise you myself after hearing about your wealth again, Mr. Devon Hill, you are really the most talented young man in the world" Jon Grace patted William's ass with admiration.

"Haha" William couldn't help but laugh even though he knew that Jon Grace was a sycophant, "Well, thank you for the compliment, Mr. Grace, I'm here to know how much margin I can get in your bank."

Jon Grace was a little surprised when he heard this, although he had a guess in this regard, but when he heard William's words, he secretly thought that this was the case, and said after thinking for a moment: "Mr. Devon Hill, the general futures margin ratio in Europe is 3% to 8%, and the ratio I can give you as a big customer of our bank is 5%, and then I will ask the board of directors."

"5 percent is too low, I ask for 3 percent," William said.

"It's impossible Mr. Devon Hill, 3% is 33.3 times the margin rate, this is impossible to open to stock index futures, this is too risky, we can't guarantee the safety of funds, once it falls or rises sharply, it may be lost in an hour or two, we simply don't have that much time to trade the futures on the hand, and can I ask you how much money you are going to spend on futures" Jon Grace asked

William thought for a while and said, "$350 million, $49.56 million for margin call."

Jon Grace calculated in his heart and said: "This is too risky, according to the current 5,000-point stock index with a margin rate of 3%, you will lose nearly $2.5 million for every point of rise, and your margin call is less than 20 points up and down, which is too risky."

William rolled his eyes, there is no risk of anyone looking for your bank.