Kingsman of the Movie World

William and Garris smiled tacitly for a moment. They both understood that this meeting had their own purpose, but the two had only common interests in this matter, and there was no conflict.

As for M's security, the two didn't take it seriously. Garris might even wish that M had an accident, so that he could take up his seat as the boss of the Secret Service. Even if he doesn't take over himself, he can still take the opportunity to push someone from aristocratic origin or close to aristocrats to take over. There is a chance that he has no intentions or not.

Not long after the small talk, the servant came to report that lunch was ready and ready to be seated.

At noon, I ate French food. The presentation was very beautiful. William only thought the taste was okay, but the mother Lena and Garis were full of praise. The chef of Le was happy to say that he was honored.

Happy to eat Lena proposed to open a Ramsey restaurant branch with Gordon Ramsay on the side of Stanford Stadium, focusing on low-end dishes.

William thinks this idea is pretty good. With the flow of people on the stadium, as long as the taste remains the same, the low-end dishes will definitely be popular with fans and residents near the stadium.

This is really good for Gordon Ramsey, who has only one restaurant, and without thinking about it, he verbally agreed to find time to discuss the opening of the branch with Lena.

After lunch, William took Garis to the reception room. Felix of the Swiss National Bank had been waiting for more than an hour. Not long after William and Garis had their seats, he took his hands down to the castle.

After hearing the report from Sunday and the maid, William did not call Phillips to the restaurant for dinner, but instead ordered the chef to give him and his men a lunch.

Now after lunch, of course, you have to see what good things Felix sent over, and by the way, show off like Garris.

"Good noon, Mr. Devonhill," Felix hurriedly stood up and said hello when he saw William.

"Good noon, Felix, you have worked hard, how is your lunch?" William looked at the boxes on the table happily.

"You are too polite. It is the honor of our National Bank to serve you. The lunch is very good. Gordon Ramsey is not the new Michelin three-star chef, sir. Let me introduce you to the craftsmanship we brought this time. Shotgun," Felix said relaxedly.

"No, I found a professional." After waiting for a moment, the servant brought a middle-aged man in. William as the host shook hands with the shy middle-aged man and said: "Good afternoon, sir, I am William Devonhill, welcome to Devonhill Castle."

The middle-aged man hurriedly held William’s hand and said nervously, "Thank you, Mr. Devonhill. My name is Spencer. I am the fifth generation gunsmith for hand-made shotguns by Brother William. I can meet you at Devonhill Castle. It is my honor to come this time to measure the size of your palm and send you a gift by the way."

Spencer pointed to the gift box placed on the table by the castle servant, "Speaking of which, this gift actually belongs to your family."

The box on the table was a rectangular box, which looked similar to the box brought by Phillips. William understood that the box contained a 60-year-old antique shotgun.

When he walked to the table, William gently opened the box and saw that it was really a hand-made shotgun. The **** was also engraved with the Devonshire family's deer head emblem and Devonhill's D abbreviation.

"How much?" William asked directly without looking back. He would definitely not let go of this shotgun.

"This," Spencer paused, "Mr. Devonhill, there is one thing I need to explain to you first. This gun was customized by your great-grandfather in our workshop. Mr. Devonhill paid for it. A deposit of £210, but he sacrificed for the country before the shotgun was ready.

My grandfather once told Mr. Henry Devonhill about the gun. He told Henry that he only needed to pay the remaining £390 to take the shotgun, but Henry never responded.

So after the death of my grandfather, this gun was kept pressed in our warehouse and forgotten until you called today 60 years later. We were looking for a suitable gift and found it in the warehouse. For the chance to see the sun again, you only need to pay the remaining £390 for this shotgun according to the original agreement, and it will be yours."

"Well," Spencer's words surprised everyone at the scene. I didn't expect this gun to have such a bizarre story. At the same time, I admire the reputation of the Spencer family. For 60 years, I have been waiting for the owner of the goods to pick it up. There is no plan to raise prices or secretly swallow.

William stroked the shotgun with a sigh. He understood why his maternal grandfather Henry did not respond to Spencer's grandfather. 60 years ago Henry had no money to pay. It was when Henry was the poorest at that time, and he almost couldn't inherit the title. No money to care about shotguns.

Now this 60-year late transaction is finally going to be completed. Money is not a problem for William. But William is not shameless enough to pay the £390 he had 60 years ago. He can’t afford to lose this person. But on the gold standard, one pound is worth 7.322 grams of gold, and 390 pounds is almost 2.856 kilograms of gold.

The current price of gold is almost 80,000 pounds, not to mention the currency and friendship that have passed over the years, so William shook his head and said to Garis: "Man, you are an expert in this regard, you help me estimate the value."

Garris smiled and said, "No problem, but can I get a look at this gun?"

"Whatever," William nodded, the shotgun is not fragile.

After taking a closer look at each part of the shotgun, Garis started to assemble the shotgun directly. After a while, he said in the eyes of everyone expecting: "It's a good gun. I didn't expect it to be preserved so much. Intact, look at the rifling in the barrel, this gun may have been fired except during testing, and has not been used at all for 60 years.

William, I have to say that you are really lucky. It is very difficult to find such a good shotgun on the market."

"Haha, thank you", William was also secretive in his heart. After Garris assembled the gun, he liked it very much. The steel part of the gun body is engraved with many iris flowers and heraldry. There are three high-horned deer on the gun. Head, waited for Garris to pass it to William after reading it. William liked it better after seeing the whole body of the gun. There was a Devonshire family secret in the gun case.

The time was wrong, so William didn't read the secret words much, nor did he show any surprises on his face. He just waited for Garys to speak with a faint smile as before.

Garris thought for a while and said: "If this gun does not have the Devinhill family emblem and abbreviated letters, the market price would be worth at least £400,000 to 600,000, but the price of the family emblem and abbreviated letters would be hard to say." .

After speaking, Garris looked at William with a weird smile.

William laughed, "It's okay, Garris, I know what you want to say, the Devonshire family has fallen, and the family crest has no meaning to others. If this gun is auctioned, the price will go as normal without me participating in the auction. , But if someone like me participates, it can be sold at a sky-high price. That’s what it means.”

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