Philip knew that if William was not satisfied with the land matter, he would not want to cooperate with William.

Sitting silently on the sofa thinking about the gains and losses, after a long time, Philip asked, "I want to know what your valuation of the new body armor company is, and whether you have mentioned it to the Archduke Devon, I remember that I promised you with him at the beginning, and now if the person who fulfills the promise becomes me alone, what compensation will I get?"

"Compensation?" William shook his head amusedly, "This is something you promised me, and it has nothing to do with me whether you do it alone or with the Archduke Devon, I just want the result."

Waving his hand to stop Wilson, who wanted to speak, William smiled and said to Philip, "However, if your sincerity is more than that of Archduke Devon, then I will be more inclined to your side if there are any good projects in the future."

"But," Wilson was about to say when he felt his father, Prince Char's, put his hand on the back of his hand.

When Prince Charles saw Wilson looking at him, he patted Wilson on the back of his hand with a smile, and Wilson, who wanted to speak, immediately shut up and sat down.

Philip glanced at his son and grandson, although Wilson has always performed very well, but it depends on who he compares, compared to William, who is only one and a half years older than Wilson, the difference is too far, making Philip feel a little helpless that he can't even touch the taillights.

However, he also thought that he wanted an heir to the king in peacetime, and if Wilson was like William, it would not necessarily be a good thing, and perhaps the country would be in chaos because of this.

Thinking of this, Philip became satisfied with Wilson again, and said to William with a smile on his face, "Very well, give me a few days, and I will help you with the land, but there is a premise, I am only responsible for convincing the Oxford City Councillors to ensure that they will not prevent you from buying the land, and as for how much land you can buy from the landlords, the price is your own business."

"Of course", William didn't think about it, what he wanted was the consent of the parliament, and the rest was a matter of money, during the economic crisis, there were landlords who couldn't hold on, even if the price was increased by 3 floors, 5 floors William didn't care, because the current land price has more than doubled compared to last year.

As for the unfavorable factors such as low land income and slow results, William doesn't care, he doesn't make money from land, tens of thousands of acres of land are bought and said to have face, this is about to be an earl, is it still called a nobleman if he doesn't have a large piece of land in his hands?

If you lose money, it will be vacant as a grassland, and a grassland the size of tens of thousands of football fields can make people feel happy just by looking at it, and it can also be used as a grassland for his family's sweaty horses.

"Since you need to deal with those politicians, how about doing me a favor again."

"You say," Philip said with a smile.

"I wanted to tear down Stanford Stadium and build a new, modern stadium with a capacity of more than 60,000 people, with the approval of Fulham District Council."

"Wait, William, you should go to Grosvenor for this, he must have a way to help you get it done, whether it's rebuilding or finding a new address," Philip smiled and looked at Grosvenor, "Grosvenor is the man who claims to own half of London, and I remember that the property next to Stanford Stadium to the west seems to be him."

"Really", William looked at Archduke Grosvenor in surprise, "It seems that today's meeting is arranged by God, Your Excellency Grosvenor, you will not refuse a junior's request."

These words made Wilson, who had been listening, roll his eyes widely, and couldn't help comparing himself with William, it seems that he still hasn't learned William's shamelessness, a few seconds ago, William ignored the Grand Duke of Grosvenor, but as soon as he asked someone, his expression and tone immediately changed.

"Haha, no, you don't have to worry that I will refuse, because I also want to take a stake in your new company, and in the name of my child Xiu Grosvenor, I will not give you any cash, because Hugh has no money in his name, but if you want land in London, we can talk about it, maybe I can give you some advice on your new stadium."

William held out his hand and motioned for Grosvenor to continue.

"My suggestion is that I sell you the neighbourhood next door to the west of Stanford Stadium, which is three times the size of the current Chelsea Stadium, which is big enough for you to build any stadium, and when the new stadium is built, you can tear down the old stadium and build a high-rise community.

Compensate me with 2.5 times or 3 times the size of the house, so that not only no one can gossip, but your new stadium plus the supporting area can become 3 times the size, although it costs more, but the land price compensates you in disguise, and although I have become smaller, I don't spend a penny to get a new building 2.5 times the size."

This method is good, William is not long-winded on what 2.5 times or 3 times, once the building is built, it is a few floors higher, and the cost will not increase too much.

Although Grosvenor has 2.5 or 3 times the size of the house, it has suffered otherwise, and it is not only costly but also troublesome to evict tenants

The second time cost, even if the new stadium is found by the infrastructure company of the Celestial Empire, no matter how fast the speed is, don't think about it for a year or two, and then wait for the old stadium to be demolished, you have to wait for another year, and it is impossible to build a community for 2 years.

Third, although the building has become taller, the land has become smaller, and in the long run, it is actually a loss.

But Grosvenor is not an idiot, although he suffers a loss in doing so, it is a loss of time, as long as he can take a stake in William's new company, he will definitely not suffer a loss financially, and he can leave a non-Foundation wealth for his son without hidden dangers.

The wealth of the Nishiji Min family is all in the family foundation, and if the money is clear, it doesn't actually belong to him Grosvenor himself, and in the early years, in order to avoid those who peep at his family's wealth, he had to set up a family fund.

But although his wealth was preserved, he had had enough of using it all these years and had to follow the rules of the foundation when he wanted to use it.

It is foreseeable that in the future, when he dies, his son Hugh Grosvenor will be in the same situation as him, who seems to be super-rich, but whose wealth cannot be arbitrarily disposed of.

Now use the wealth of the family foundation to exchange a ticket for his son to ride on William's super ship, a fool will not hesitate, not to mention that the foundation has not suffered a loss in the accounts, and it is not so easy for those who have been looking at him unpleasantly to find trouble.

As for the inheritance tax that his son will face in the future, then he can't care about it, after all, he has already gone to see God at that time, and no matter how difficult it is, won't he donate his wealth to the family fund again.

"As for the council," Grosvenor smiled, "William, if you don't mind donating some money to the Fulham borough, and at the same time appeal to the fans, let them take action, and then send some works or purchases to the merchants of the Fulham borough, I guarantee that in less than a week our plan will be approved by the Borough Council, as long as the Fulham Borough Council agrees, the Council of the City of London will not actually have to deal with them."