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Chapter 64

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"Mr. Devonshire, you transferred 60% of the shares of Devonshire Industries to the British Virgin Islands the day before you sold the game and signed the contract. The finance department thinks you are evading taxes," Linda Vespa said with a smile.

"Ha, what's the use of the finance department thinking? If there was a problem, the police would have already come to me," William said.

"So, I'm here, Mr. Devonshire. I don't know why the head of the finance department thinks you will win, but since the finance department sent me here, I will watch you and the money you won."

"A group of bastards, I know who they are. When I go back to England, I will definitely find them. Also, I refuse to accept your supervision. This money is my own, and it doesn't go through the English bank system. The finance department has no right to collect taxes on this money."

"No, Mr. Devonshire, the finance department has the right to collect taxes from you. As long as it is the income of English citizens that can be found, we can collect taxes. After all, the finance department already knows about your card game this time. We will keep an eye on this money. Don't think you can avoid our eyes like last time," Linda Vespa said with a smile.

"Damn it," William looked at Linda Vespa angrily. He knew that it was this woman's trick. Otherwise, the English finance department would not collect taxes. His money was withdrawn from the Swiss National Bank.

As long as the account was not known, even the United States could not collect taxes from the Swiss National Bank, let alone the English government.

"Well, how much tax do I have to pay?"

“26%”

"That is to say, the English government did not do anything, and they will take 4860 US dollars from my pocket?"

"Yes, Mr. Devonshire, your arithmetic ability is really good," Linda Vespa flattered William with a fake smile.

"No, you don't want to take my money," William said. I picked up the phone and called his personal manager, Phillips, at the Swiss National Bank.

After the call was connected, he said, "I'm William Devonshire. I'm asking you to customize a reasonable tax avoidance plan for me. I'm in Montenegro now and I'm participating in a ten-person card game tonight. If I win 180 million USD in Montenegro this time, I hope you can give me 180 million USD and not pay a single cent to the English authorities."

Phillips said, "Okay, Mr. Devonshire, we will send a commissioner to Black Mountain to contact you. We promise to meet any of your requirements. The commissioner will appear in front of you in three hours. You just need to sign the document, and our bank will take care of the rest for you."

"Very good, I'll wait. Bye." William hung up and waved his phone in front of Linda Vespa.

"Look, this is the advantage of having money. I just need to make a phone call and someone will take care of everything for me. This tax avoidance plan will make the English government unable to find any reason to collect taxes from me.

You're out, beautiful Miss Linda Vespa. When wisdom meets brute force, it's time for you to get off. Miss Linda Vespa, I'll book a ticket back to London for you. "

"No, William, you can't drive Linda Vespa back. This time, Downing Street authorized it. We and the Security Committee can't do anything. Also, Linda Vespa came to Montenegro with funds. If you don't agree, then I'll have to do it. Many people in Downing Street and the Security Committee still have doubts about whether you can win," Bond said quickly.

Linda Vespa still looked at William with a smile. She looked like she wanted William to continue his performance and she would just watch the show.

William was so angry that he laughed. William dialed the phone and asked, "I need a wild card for today's Montenegro Card Game. Can you do it?"

"Of course, Mr. Devonshire. I just checked. This time, Bassel Bank, which is responsible for the safekeeping of funds, has a lot of transactions with our bank. Mr. Devonshire, I promise that I can help you with the wild card in one hour. You will definitely enjoy the meticulous care of our National Bank. I wish you a good time. I'll do it for you now. Bye, sir."

"Good, very good. Haha, thank you, Phillips," William hung up the phone and said to Linda Vespa proudly, "Look, you still can't supervise my funds."

At this time, Linda Vespa's face had changed. She said bitterly, "Mr. Devonshire, you have to know the consequences if the public knows what you're doing.

You have a bad reputation now. If the English people know that you're trying to avoid taxes, you'll be hated by everyone in England. "

William laughed and said, "It doesn't matter. At worst, I'll be scolded. In a few months, people will forget. As long as the English government can't do anything to me, I'll still be a billionaire. Anyway, I've never thought of going into politics."

"I'm just a rich aristocrat. It's best to find me when you have nothing to do. I'll go back to Oxford Castle to hunt and raise horses. The law doesn't say that I can't avoid taxes reasonably. As long as I'm still a billionaire, I can do whatever I want. Even if England doesn't welcome me, what can I do?"

"What about your MP3 company?" Bond asked.

"Bond, are you still living in the Middle Ages? As long as my MP3 can sell well, many countries will invite me to open factories. At worst, I'll open my company in America. Anyway, that's the mainstream market."

"Well, you're a billionaire. You can do whatever you want. But if Madame hears you, she'll be very happy. She still has doubts about your existence." Bond was still very vigilant. He didn't say M's code name, only Madame.

"Bond, you can help me pass a message to Madame. I don't want to be a thug of the Security Committee now. I just want to live my own life. It's not the 90's now. I think if Henry knows the current international situation, he'll agree with me. If they want to instruct me without benefits, I'll go to hell." William said.

Bond was very happy to hear William's words. William had no interest in power struggles, just as he had analyzed.

"Okay, no problem. William, Madame will be very happy. Maybe you can have a meal together."

William shook his head and refused, "Forget it. I don't want the Security Committee to think that I'm on Madame's side. I don't want to ask for trouble."

When they arrived at the hotel, William, Bond, and Linda Vespa parted ways. He booked a luxurious suite for himself. After entering the room, William called Barney, the dare-to-die team of America.

He needed to prepare for something. He didn't think that Le Siever, the black banker, wouldn't have a backup plan. If Le Siever couldn't win the game and pay the money, he would really be killed by his employer.

Le Siever could do anything if he was about to lose his life. His biggest weakness now was his mother, so William directly arranged the dare-to-die team to protect his mother.

The phone was picked up after a few rings.

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