I thought that Miss Beneteau must have made the boss very satisfied last night.

"The Beneteau Group has developed extremely well since the 1990s. Although it has not been listed, it has issued shares three times, with a total share capital of approximately 135 million shares."

"Because it is not listed, it has not released financial statements to the outside world. We can only estimate the value of its assets."

"According to market value estimates, Beneteau's market value is approximately US$5 billion to US$5.2 billion. In terms of shareholding ratio, Anniti Beneteau Hus is currently the largest shareholder, holding 23.56% of the shares. Her husband

Banker Louis-Claude Hus holds 10% of the shares. Miss Beneteau's father, Andre Beneteau, holds 8%. The remaining shares are extremely scattered and are mainly owned by investors in the La Défense business district of Paris.

Those French financial companies hold it."

Alan Baker was prepared.

He clearly stated the data of Beneteau Group, its current ownership structure and market value.

"In other words, as the controller and founder family, including Carla's father, the Beneteau family only controls about 40% of the shares of the Beneteau Group?"

Abel snapped his fingers as he spoke.

Without him having to say anything, David smiled and handed the boss a pair of sunglasses.

It was approaching noon, and the sun over Victoria Harbor was getting closer and closer to the center of the sky, making it a bit dazzling.

Allen watched his boss put on sunglasses to block the light and nodded slightly: "41.56% to be exact."

After putting on the sunglasses, Abel's eyes felt much better and he continued to speak:

"How much can we probably get by contacting the companies in the La Défense business district and buying stocks from them?"

Allen opened his mouth and was about to speak.

But suddenly they felt darkness above the deck. The three of them looked up at the same time and saw Carla Beneteau in a sky blue one-piece swimsuit. She was covered with a large towel to cover her arms. Da Yue retreated to the waiting place and stood there.

See below.

"Hi -" Abel smiled brightly, "Karla, come down and bask in the sun. This can promote the absorption of calcium in our bodies and make our bodies healthier."

Carla smiled brightly, and her face, which had not yet had time to put on makeup, had a blush that had not disappeared from last night until now, making her look even more youthful and lovely.

"Okay." Her trademark Gascon/Toulouse French disappeared and she used English that the three Americans present could understand.

Before Carla came down from the upper deck, Abel continued to say to Allen:

"Go to those bankers or financiers. Tell them, I want Beneteau. Buy their shares."

Allen originally wanted to say that Beneteau had excellent performance, very good IPO prospects and was very popular in Paris.

If you want to buy stocks that have not yet been listed, you may need to pay a premium of more than 50% to get a large number of shares, which is not cost-effective.

But in this current situation, there is also the boss's determined tone.

Alan Baker retracted his slightly discouraging words and just smiled and said:

"No problem, in one week. I guarantee you, boss, will become one of the largest shareholders of the Beneteau Group."

"Pah——"

With another snap of his fingers, Abel said with a smile: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go now."

"Okay." Allen bent down slightly and nodded, turned around and saw Carla just walking down.

Chief Consultant Smith smiled and nodded to her.

Karla had actually heard the conversation between the two just now.

Carla was filled with joy at this moment and smiled back at Allen.

She knew that the unattractive middle-aged man in front of her was called "Finance Minister Smith" by many French financial media.

Allen left, Carla walked towards Abel, and when she saw David, she nodded again.

If Allen, who had just left, was called Finance Minister Smith by the French media.

The David Jones in front of him is Smith's Chief Chamberlain.

Walking up to Abel, Carla opened her mouth, but no words came out.

As soon as Abel pulled her gently, she said "Ouch" all over and fell on top of him.

The two squeezed into a comfortable lounge chair.

Abel pulled the big towel she was wearing just now and covered the two of them.

"David, contact the Beneteau Group."

Abel did not speak to Carla first, but to David:

"Tell them that because of Carla's excellent sales ability, I decided to order six of these Lagoon 77s from the Beneteau Group, and I want a high-end customized version."

At that time, there will be one boat for Ikana, one boat for Li Fujin, one boat for Charlize, one boat for Paris, and one boat for Kate and Nicole.

The mother of the Smith children always deserves some special treatment.

The reason why so many were given away was because Abel, who had experienced this kind of luxury catamaran sailing boat for the first time, felt that this kind of luxury sailing boat was very suitable for loading, full of style, and the space of the catamaran was not inferior to that of a yacht.

When the sea conditions are good and the weather is good, it will be more comfortable than a normal motor yacht when traveling offshore.

David nodded slightly, took out a notebook and pen from his pocket, and wrote directly on it.

Is it because David has a bad memory? He has to remember such a small thing because he is afraid of forgetting it?

No, the more it shows that a steward pays attention to the master's requirements, the more it shows his obedience to the master as a steward.

"In addition, order two more specially customized ships with a height of more than 100 feet. The requirements are higher and the level must be higher... For specific requirements, please ask Laura for her opinion."

In the first six ships, the women sent were all mothers of children.

The latter two are larger and more demanding. He plans to use one for himself and the other for the palace.

David continued to nod and remember.

"Finally, I want to have a special sea palace. It needs to be luxurious, comfortable, huge, and most importantly, safe at the same time. This ship... forget it, I don't know if the Beneteau Group can do it yet.

Let’s put it on record first and then consider it after I inspect the Beneteau Group.”

"That's all, let's do it right away."

David smiled and nodded and left.

Wait until the housekeeper leaves.

Carla bit her lip slightly and looked at Abel with a pair of eyes that revealed French style and seemed to be able to speak:

"I always feel that after last night, if you do this again, it will be a bit like a ticket gesture... If so, then I am too valuable."

Abel thought to himself that this was probably the unique attribute of French women, the demented literary women.

Sophie Marceau was like this, and so was young Carla.

"Hahaha--"

Abel chuckled: "Don't belittle yourself so much. Dear Miss Beneteau, maybe in my heart, you are really worth so much money?"

Carla curled her lips inwardly. What she wanted to hear was that Abel didn't admit that he was qualified.

It's about the relationship between the two people. He made the choice and investment for the sake of the relationship between the two people.

I didn't expect Abel to say that.

Well, Carla also knows that we just met yesterday and today we are talking about feelings.

This is a bit luxurious, even though many French men and women believe in this kind of relationship that can occur in less than 24 hours.

But the man in front of him is different after all. He is the richest man in the world and a business tycoon.

It is said that this kind of person develops feelings for him within 24 hours.

No matter how confident she was in herself, Carla knew that this was impossible.

A demented scholar is a demented scholar. After all, Carla has a family mission.

She comes from a better background, but has faced worse situations since she was a child. She is still much more realistic than Sophie Marceau.

"Six Lagoon 77 high-end versions, two super luxury catamarans over 100 feet... This order is worth at least 100 to 200 million US dollars. Well, even if it is that kind of money, I will accept it."

She stared at Abel with watery eyes and said softly.

On the sea viewing deck at the stern of the ship, there were only two people left.

Abel chuckled, and put his big hands under the thin towel into Carla's beautiful sky blue one-piece swimsuit.

"Well——"

Carla couldn't help but scream slightly.

A new yacht that has just gone out to sea is not very adaptable to the sea conditions that it has never experienced before.

"If I say..." Abel's voice was very low, full of magnetism and full of male charm, and he said in her ear:

"These are not qualifications, but because I fell in love with you, so I also have a very good impression of Beneteau, so I placed these orders. Will you feel better?"

The new yacht endured sea conditions she had never experienced before, and she knew she had to adapt.

Carla raised her head slightly and looked at him in the sun, wearing sunglasses.
To be continued...