You can totally save up to buy a smaller one yourself.
Seeing everyone being so courteous, Fitzwilliam felt proud and was about to prepare to pay.
"Wait, I'll offer 500 million dollars!"
As soon as Dylan spoke, the crowd erupted again.
"Is this the Thompson family's young master deliberately challenging the second young master?"
"Who knows, but he really has money, like it's blown in by the wind."
"But even if he's rich, he's not as rich as the second young master.
He only has a 20 billion share in the conglomerate.
He shouldn't care about this small amount of money."
"Who knows, let's see what happens next!"
Hearing the discussions around him, Fitzwilliam suddenly felt embarrassed.
"Dylan, you want to compete with me? Let's see what you have to compete with me!"
Fitzwilliam gritted his teeth and muttered, then shouted at the top of his lungs, "I offer 700 million, I want to book this yacht."
Now, money wasn't important to him, saving face was.
700 million was his limit, but he guessed Dylan's money shouldn't be much either, he was completely confident of winning.
Sure enough, after Fitzwilliam made his bid, Dylan didn't immediately follow.
The people around them had even started congratulating Fitzwilliam.
Just as the host was about to finalize the deal, Dylan suddenly spoke up.
"I'll offer 1 billion dollars, I want to book this yacht today too!"
Wow! Wow! Wow!
Everyone looked at Dylan in surprise.
Is this guy crazy?
Does he have money to burn?
Fitzwilliam couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Haha, Dylan, you're just bluffing, do you really have that much money?
Don't mess around here!"
Dylan smiled, "I don't have that much money, but I can pay an 800 million deposit first, and I'll pay the remaining 200 million the day after tomorrow.
The organizers didn't say that's not allowed, right?"
Organizers: "That's fine too!"
The organizers weren't stupid.
The price had soared to 1 billion dollars; they didn't care if it was paid today or the day after tomorrow.
Someone on Fitzwilliam's side raised a question, "But what if you change your mind?
Wouldn't that delay our desire to buy and our plans to sail?"
The organizers thought about it.
They needed to sign a contract, as for the terms...
"This isn't a big deal, we can sign a contract.
If I can't pay the remaining 200 million in two days, as a penalty, the 800 million deposit I paid will belong to the organizers, how about that?"
Everyone gasped in shock.
This was so domineering; refusing to take back 800 million once offered.
It seems Young Master Dylan still had some confidence.
Fitzwilliam suddenly frowned.
Did Dylan still have a trump card?
Was he going to sell the goods stored in the warehouse just to buy a yacht?
But no matter what, he couldn't add more money.
700 million was already his limit.
Of course, the organizers readily agreed to the terms proposed by Dylan.
A deal where they couldn't lose was naturally welcomed.
In the end, Dylan got what he wanted, and the yacht was officially his.
Many beautiful women, seeing Dylan's extravagance, flocked to him, using every part of their bodies to get close to him, showing their affection.
Fitzwilliam was fuming with anger.
He had embarrassed himself today by being overshadowed by Dylan twice. He couldn't take it anymore.
"Hmph, since you want to compete with me for everything, don't blame me for being ruthless. I'll make you regret it!"
Fitzwilliam glared at Dylan viciously and left in a rage.
Meanwhile, Dylan was ecstatic about getting what he wanted today.
Later, while browsing, he ordered 100 floating cabins that could operate on both land and water.
Each cabin was 10 meters long, round-shaped, resembling a capsule.
Inside, all kinds of living facilities were available, similar to those in a motorhome.
But each cabin had four bunk beds, similar to a college dormitory.
The key was their ability to withstand tsunamis, and each cabin could be connected to others freely in all directions.
Dylan was attracted to this feature.
If they were all connected and placed on the water surface, it would be a perfect floating base.
Moreover, it could also be used as a house on land, making it perfect.
Since the floating cabins were in bulk, they weren't up for auction.
Dylan paid the deposit and arranged for the delivery of 100 cabins to the warehouse the next day, and he planned to settle the remaining payment along with the yacht the day after.
After doing all this, Dylan felt it was about time to leave for the day, as he was running out of money.
Elvis came over during this time and introduced him to several young masters, including the son of the tobacco company's president and the son of the CEO of a large pharmaceutical company.
Dylan was wondering how to purchase these products in bulk when he conveniently used these connections to buy all the remaining tens of millions worth of tobacco and pharmaceuticals.
Naturally, the two young masters were delighted.
Elvis and others invited Dylan to join them for the "exciting game" in the evening, but he declined.
As the saying goes, solo 'pot washing' is fine, but he didn't have the perverse interest to refuse to join in the group 'pot washing'.When Dylan rushed to Alberta's school to pick up Coal Ball, he also received a call from Clarence, saying that the villa had been renovated as requested and Dylan should come for inspection.
Dylan quickly grabbed Alberta and eagerly went to see his masterpiece.
Well, of course, a large part of this was Alberta's contribution.
Arriving at Purple Mountain Villa, Dylan was stunned by the renovated villa.
The swimming pool was covered up and transformed into a water reservoir, filled with clear water.
A thermal insulation room was built above it because of concerns about the noise from the generators, and large diesel generator sets were installed here.
Heating was also installed inside to ensure normal use in freezing weather.
The exterior walls of the villa were insulated again, Clarence said, even at minus 100 degrees, there's no need to worry.
The rooftop was covered with solar panels as a secondary power source.
All doors and windows of the villa were replaced with insulated and soundproof ones, extremely sturdy; unless there's artillery bombardment, no one can forcibly enter the villa.
A large coal-fired boiler was installed on the negative second floor, and radiators were installed in every room and corner, although it was not very aesthetically pleasing, it was very practical.
The villa's walls were also raised to 4 meters, and barbed wire was installed, and the gate was replaced with a heavy steel door.
Clarence said, unless a tank comes, don't even think about knocking it down.
Dylan was very satisfied; this way, when the end of the world comes, he won't be afraid anymore.
Not only did he not have to be afraid, but he could also comfortably lie in the warm villa and enjoy happy times.
Great!
Clarence also thoughtfully hired a cleaner to tidy up the villa inside and out, so Dylan could move in directly.
Dylan was very satisfied and decided to take the siblings out for a good meal.
The location was chosen at the Cape Restaurant.
This time Dylan learned his lesson and called the owner, Dorothy, in advance to reserve a private room.
Sure enough, there was no need to wait in line.
Alberta still ordered the dishes.
Halfway through the meal, Clarence suddenly returned 10 million to Dylan, saying, "Manager Dylan, you only used 10 million of the extra 20 million.
The rest, 10 million, are returned to you. My principle in business, Clarence, is to only take what belongs to me.
Anything I shouldn't take, I won't take a penny more!"
Dylan was truly surprised, even forgetting to swallow the food in his mouth.
This Clarence was just too honest, but no matter how Dylan persuaded, he was determined not to take it.