Philip knew that if he didn't give William a satisfactory account of the land, he wouldn't want to have any cooperation with William.

Sitting on the sofa silently, he thought about the gains and losses. After a long time, Philip asked, "I want to know how much you value the new bulletproof company, and whether you have mentioned the land to Duke Devon. I remember that he and I agreed to you at the beginning. Now if the person who has fulfilled the promise becomes me, what compensation will I get?"

"Compensation?" William shook his head funny, "this is what you promised me. It's none of my business whether you finish it alone or with Duke Devon. I just want the result.".

Waving to stop Wilson who wants to speak, William smiles and Philip says, "however, if your sincerity is more than that of Duke Devon, I will be more inclined to you for any good projects in the future.".

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

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

Philip looked at his son and grandson. Although Wilson has been doing very well, it depends on who he is compared with. Compared with William, who is only one and a half years older than Wilson, the difference is too far. Philip feels helpless that he can't even touch the taillights.

However, he also thought that he wanted the successor of the king in the peaceful era. If Wilson and William were the same, it would not be a good thing. Maybe the country would be in chaos.

Philip was happy with Wilson again, and said to William with a smile on his face, "well, give me a few days, and I will help you to deal with the land, but on one premise, I'm only responsible for persuading the Oxford councillors that they won't stop you from purchasing. It's up to you to buy as much land as you can from the landlords and the price." .

"Of course", William didn't even think about it. What he wanted was parliament's approval. Other things that were not called out were money problems. During the economic crisis, there were landlords who couldn't hold on. Even if they increased the price by three or five floors, William didn't care, because the current land price had more than doubled compared with last year.

As for the unfavorable factors such as low income and slow efficiency of land, William didn't care. He didn't rely on land to make money. When he bought tens of thousands of acres of land, he would have a good face. He would be a count soon. Is he still a noble if he doesn't have a large area of land?

If you lose money, it's vacant and can be used as a grassland. A grassland as big as tens of thousands of football fields can make people happy, and it can also be used as a grassland for his family's bloody horses.

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

"You say," Phillip said with a smile.

"I want to tear down the Stanford stadium and build a new modern stadium that can seat more than 60000 people. The reconstruction has to be approved by the Fulham District Council.".

"Wait a minute, William, you should go to Grosvenor about this. He must have a way to help you, whether it's reconstruction or finding a new address," Phillip said with a smile. "Grosvenor is a man who claims to own half of London. I remember the property west of Stanford stadium seems to be him.".

"Really," William looked at Lord Grosvenor pleasantly, "it seems that today's meeting is God's arrangement. Mr. Grosvenor, you won't refuse a younger generation's request.".

Wilson, who had been listening to this, turned his eyes. He could not help comparing himself with William. It seemed that he had not learned William's shamelessness. A few seconds ago, William ignored Lord Grosvenor, but his expression and tone changed as soon as he asked for help.

Ha ha, no, you don't have to worry that I will refuse, because I also want to take a share in your new company, and I will take a share in the name of my child Hugh Grosvenor. I won't give you any cash, because Hugh has no money in his name, but if you want land in London, we can have a good talk. Maybe I can give you some advice on your new stadium.

William reached for Grosvenor to continue.

"My suggestion is that I sell you the community next to the west of Stanford stadium, which is three times as large as the current Chelsea stadium, and the area is enough for you to build any stadium. After the new stadium is completed, you can tear down the old stadium and build a high-rise community,

compensate me with 2.5 times or 3 times of the residential area, so that no one can gossip, and your new stadium plus the supporting area Although it costs more money, the land price compensates you in disguise. Although the land is smaller, I get a new building of 2.5 times the size without spending a cent.

It's a good way. William doesn't talk about 2.5 times or 3 times. Once the building is built, the cost will not increase too much.

Although Grosvenor got 2.5 or 3 times of the housing area, others suffered losses. It was not only expensive but also troublesome to clear away the tenants.

it can be predicted that his son Hugh Grosvenor will be like him when he dies in the future. He looks like a super rich man, but his wealth can not be controlled at will.

Now, if you exchange the wealth of the family foundation for a ticket for your son to get on William's super ship, no fool will hesitate. Besides, there is no loss on the account of the foundation. It is not so easy for those who have been looking at him to get into trouble.As for the problem that his son will face inheritance tax in the future, he can't manage it. After all, he had already gone to see God at that time. No matter how hard it was, wouldn't he donate his wealth to the family fund again.

"As for the Council," Grosvenor said with a smile, "William, if you don't mind donating some money to the Fulham District, and appeal to the fans, let them act, and then purchase some projects that don't affect the schedule and cost to the businessmen of the Fulham District, I promise that our plan will be approved by the District Council in a week, as long as the Fulham District Council agrees In fact, the Council of the city of London does not care about them.