The celebration party for only three people was very successful. Apart from anything else, in the bar, the fat guy used brutal force on his beloved Professor Wilson and got him drunk.
Of course, the fat guy was not much better off. The professor was sent home by Yang Jing, and he slept in the car all night.
Yang Jing wanted to carry the fat man back to the house, but he really didn't have the strength. With the fat man's weight, two Yang Jings couldn't move him even if they piled up together...
Fortunately, the temperature in London was still mild at the end of September, and with the quilt that Yang Jing brought to Fatty, Fatty didn't catch a cold after sleeping in the car all night.
The painting was successfully sold, and it was sold at a price that was beyond Yang Jing's imagination, which was definitely a good thing. But it also brought another headache.
That's what to do with this huge amount of cash.
Although cash transactions can avoid being caught by the tax bureau when selling paintings, it is also difficult to handle the 2.7 million pounds in cash. Yang Jing can't carry that big password box with him all day, right?
But if you deposit it in a bank, it would be equivalent to actively handing over a handle to the tax bureau. If you really do this, you might as well use a check or transfer directly when you make the transaction.
In today's information society, having too much cash is not a good thing. If you are not careful, you will be targeted by relevant departments.
Why do you have so much cash? Where did your cash come from? Are you laundering money?
Once he got into trouble with those departments, Yang Jing would not be able to explain himself even if he had a mouth full of mouths. At that time, so much cash would immediately turn into a huge disaster.
If you really get into trouble with the relevant authorities because of so much cash, you might as well pay taxes honestly. Although paying taxes will cost you a lot of money, it's better than going to jail, right?
But the problem is that Yang Jing is really unwilling to pay so much tax.
Yang Jing is a student studying in the UK. He falls into the category of people defined by British law as "people who have lived in the UK for more than 183 days in a year, or for more than three months each year for 10 consecutive years". Therefore, Yang Jing must pay taxes like ordinary British residents.
The tax system in the UK is also very shady. The UK has three progressive tax rates, with tax rates of 2045% and 2050%. If the annual income is higher than 5,035 pounds, personal income tax must be paid. If the annual income is higher than 34,600 pounds, personal income tax of up to 40% must be paid. When the annual income exceeds 150,000 pounds, the personal income tax is a terrifying 45%.
These three paintings were sold at a high price, but if taxes were to be paid, that would mean that 1.215 million pounds would have to be paid as taxes on the 2.7 million pounds!
Yang Jing did not grow up in a wealthy family, and he had never seen so much money since he was a child. Now that so much cash finally belonged to him, how could he be willing to pay so much tax to the British authorities for nothing?
If the money is given to the motherland, Yang Jing might do so after considering it, but what the hell is Britain? Moreover, he did not come to Britain voluntarily, he was forced to study abroad by his father. Therefore, Yang Jing has never had a good impression of Britain. Now he is asked to pay so much tax to this country. Only a fool can do that!
When the fat man woke up and saw Yang Jing, Yang Jing was scratching his hair. If Yang Jing didn't have a lot of hair, he would probably have a Mediterranean hairstyle.
"Brother, what are you doing? I noticed that something is wrong with you recently! A few days ago, you were bored and attacked your own paws, and now why are you attacking your own hair? Brother, we are only in our twenties, and there are still good times waiting for us. You can't be so pessimistic..."
Yang Jing looked up at the fat man, smiled bitterly and said, "My brother, do you think I want to be like this? Isn't this all because of worry?"
"Brother, what are you worried about? Tell me. I can't do anything else, but I can cure all kinds of worries."
"Brother, this is what I'm worried about." Yang Jing pouted at the silver-white password box, then explained the reason for his worry with a bitter face.
When the fat man heard this, he smiled and said, "It's just a small matter, isn't it? Is it worth it for you to worry so much? Brother, don't worry. Since I say I can cure all kinds of worries, leave this matter to me."
Upon hearing what the fat man said, Yang Jing's eyes suddenly widened.
"Brother, do you trust me? If you do, give me the money temporarily. I will help you deal with it later and make sure no one will know. However, there will be a certain fee, which is unavoidable, about 8 points. Whether you want to keep the money in the UK, deposit it in UBS, or bring it back to China, the fee is basically the same."
Yang Jing asked, "You said it was money laundering?"
The fat man shrugged and said, "Brother, please don't say such harsh words, okay? Even though we are laundering money, we shouldn't say it ourselves."
After a pause, the fat man said: "As you know, the domestic real estate industry has not been doing well recently, so since last year, my dad has been preparing to change his career. My dad plans to change his career and go back to the mining industry, but he will not do it in China. Instead, he is preparing to open up foreign markets. After all, our country's demand for foreign mineral resources has been increasing in recent years, so..." The fat man made an expression of "you know".
"For this reason, my father got in touch with several large foreign mining companies, and now they have offices in London and New York. You know, mining requires a lot of capital, so if you trust me, I will give your money to the people in the London office to handle it. Within a week, this money will become your legal property. But you know, the handling fees for doing this kind of thing are really high."
Yang Jing laughed and said, "Let's do it. If I don't trust you, who can I trust? I wanted to give you half of it, but you refused. Do you think I can trust you? Fatty, go ahead and do it. I would rather pay more handling fees than give money to the British for nothing."
"Okay, then leave this matter to me. But Jing Gege, where are you going to transfer this money?"
Yang Jing lowered his head and thought for a while before saying, "Let's transfer the two million pounds back to China at the current exchange rate. We will graduate in a few months anyway, and I don't want to stay in the UK. I will return to China when the time comes. As for the remaining 270,000 pounds, transfer it directly to the card I opened at HSBC."
After the painting was sold, according to the original agreement, the fat man took 6 points and Professor Wilson took 2 points, which is 8 points in total. Taking into account the 8 points of handling fee for money laundering, there will be about 2.27 million pounds left out of the 2.7 million pounds.
PS: I bow to thank "Zi Yan Tian Jiao" for the 1000 reward, "Lie Yan Tian Huang" for the 500 reward, and "Kun Peng 3357" for the 100 reward. I am very grateful to see the two old brothers come to support me!
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