Lin Qi had never thought that paying too little tax was a glorious thing. He had never thought of it that way.
Once upon a time, there was a millionaire who proudly told others that he would file tax returns for his income in full every time. The main source of his income was from hiring himself and paying himself a salary that was barely passable.
Some people even wrote articles praising the millionaire's actions and regarded him as the conscience of society.
However, these people never told the public how much the millionaire had paid in full because they were too embarrassed to tell the public. This was also not good for the millionaire's image in the eyes of the public.
Paying too little tax would make one's social image very bad. Lynch did not want to become a person who was abandoned by the "mainstream group" of society, which was the middle and lower class. Therefore, he would not do that.
He always believed that the greater the ability and wealth, the greater the responsibility and the more he had to set an example.
Vivian knew Lynch's request from the beginning. At first, he even wanted to pay taxes in full.
At this time, she was also a little curious. "How much income do I have to deal with? Maybe I should have a plan in advance."
"Not a lot!"
Lynch said very casually. "More than a million in cash and some shares."
These words were really annoying. If this was not a lot, then what was a lot?
Vivian rolled her eyes. She liked the feeling of getting along with Lynch. There was no strict hierarchy between superiors and subordinates. Sometimes, they would even joke with each other.
They seemed to be closer than ordinary friends, but not too close. She enjoyed this feeling. It made her feel very comfortable.
Using her professional knowledge, she came up with a set of plans that she thought were the most beneficial for Lynch to legally avoid taxes. The general idea was to turn the "income" into "capital increase". This part of the income was investment income. When the individual did not benefit from it, he did not have to pay taxes on it.
At the same time, the company did not have to pay taxes because it was not sales or business income. Naturally, there was no tax problem.
Of course, some legal means were needed. After the transaction was completed, the money could be placed in the public account of the company that Lin Qi personally controlled. What was more interesting was that Lin Qi was the only person in the company.
Then, Lynch could squander the company's "public funds" to his heart's content for all kinds of private consumption in the company's name. Because he was an independent shareholder, he would not hold himself accountable.
When he felt that it was about time, he could also use other methods to make the company go 'bankrupt'. Then, through some other means, he could sign an agreement with the property owner at a very low price in his own name and take over all the company's property rights.
Most of the time, this property owner would eventually become a bank.
It was reasonable and legal. Large amounts of taxable assets entered people's pockets through a few channels that were not mysterious to some people. They did not have to bear any legal responsibility. Even the Federation's tax bureau had a hard time finding ways to deal with them.
Perhaps there were some moral issues in doing so, but for capitalists, morality only existed in charity parties for the sake of saving money.
As for life?
That was impossible. If morality could not be sold for money, they would not keep these things!
Lynch did not say anything. Naturally, Vivian knew that her more idealistic tax avoidance plan was not approved by Lynch. In fact, this had happened several times. At first, she was not used to it, but now she had started to get used to it.
Lynch's strength was different from other people's strength. It was easier to accept. Of course, only Vivian would think so.
Later, she came up with a new plan. Lynch would probably have to pay two taxes for this transaction, the cash tax and the cross-shareholding tax. Generally speaking, Vivian could help him reduce the tax rate legally and reasonably.
"Based on a rough estimation, you will probably have to pay at least 16% tax for this transaction."
In fact, it could be lowered, but Lynch did not agree.
Lin Qi nodded his head in satisfaction. "I'll have to trouble you a little. I hope that the proof of tax payment can be kept well."
"Of course!"
Vivian was already used to Lynch's requirements for details. He always asked for the receipts not to be missing, not to be lost, and to be kept well. It was as if someone was checking his accounts at any time.
After the discussion, Vivian quickly returned to work. She was in charge of the company and Lynch's personal financial account. It seemed that the company was not big and there was nothing going on, but that was not the case.
The various branches were in the process of being set up. All kinds of expenses and income were constantly generated. She had to review most of them in the end.
Not long after Vivian left, two 14-15 years old children knocked on the door of Lynch's office.
Their faces were more rosy than before. They had been living a good life recently. Lynch had also negotiated with the orphanage that they were in to adopt these children.
According to the Federation's law, a person who was not married was not allowed to adopt a child. People would question whether the adopter had the necessary knowledge to raise a child, and would also doubt their motives.
Especially after a single middle-aged man had consecutively adopted and killed many girls, which shocked the whole world. People had very strict standards for adoption.
However, that was only when people had the time and energy to pay attention to the marginalized people. Obviously, it was not the time for that!
In the end, the orphanage agreed to Lynch's request. Among the children that he adopted, there were no girls. This avoided the most sensitive bottom line of society. Although it was harmful to the boys, people tended to ignore these problems subconsciously.
The two children were there to deliver a message to Lynch. The director of the orphanage had invited him to discuss the remaining matters.
After that, Lynch took a car with the two children to Sebin City's Shengguang Orphanage. It used to be a convent before it became an orphanage. There were many orphanages like this in the Federation.
Many monasteries also took on the role of orphanages. In the commercialized capitalist market, these places gradually changed their form, but some things were still preserved, such as the dean who wore a monastic robe, and the nuns who acted as employees.
"You are very welcome, kind Mr. Lynch!"
The director of the orphanage hurriedly walked out of his office, slightly out of breath.
He looked to be in his fifties. He was already bald and wore a pair of round black-rimmed glasses. He had very obvious wrinkles on his face, which made him look very serious and rigid. He even made people fear him.
Although there was a smile on his face, it was hard to tell that it was a smile. It was more like a strange expression that could not be described.
The ancient convent was covered with moss and vines. It was very historical. Some people stood at a distance and secretly observed the situation. They did not dare to get close. Some even left quickly when they saw the nuns looking at them.
It was obvious that the director and his nuns had a lot of authority here.
Lynch reached out and shook hands with the director. Under the director's lead, the two of them entered the director's office. There were some photos of past directors with some famous people. There were also some donation documents.
"Please have a seat!"
The director seemed very serious. A young nun served the two of them some light tea. It was simple flower tea. Its fragrance was not very strong, but it had a refreshing fragrance. Many people liked it. At the same time, its price was not that high.
After a short pause, the director spoke, "Mr. Lynch, to be honest, until now, I still don't agree with your adoption proposal. You are still very young and do not meet the standards …"
He stopped mid-sentence. Perhaps he did not get the response he wanted from Lynch's face, or maybe he felt that it was too boring to say these things. He sighed.
Just as he was about to say something, Lynch took out a cheque from his pocket and placed it on the table.
At this time, no words could be more powerful than a cheque. The director's attention was immediately attracted by the cheque. He reached out his hands as if he wanted to touch it, but he retracted them. Lynch gently pressed a corner of the cheque with a cup.
"A cash cheque. Any bank can cash it directly. According to the holder's request, the money can be transferred to any account!"
Lynch said slowly. He looked up at the director. "We all know that. You don't have to say anything meaningless. Just give me the documents. No one will know the number on this cheque."
Lynch would only take the adoption documents with him this time. These documents were the foundation for these children to be able to pay social insurance in the future. Otherwise, it would be difficult for them to get a social insurance number. This was why they had to rely on the welfare institute even though they had gained their freedom.
The director retorted helplessly, "It's not what you think!"
However, he quickly returned to his desk and handed the adoption documents to Lynch.
This was a secret deal that not many people knew about. On the surface, Lynch would only take one child away, but in fact, there was more than one child. This was just a show for others to see.
These children had been doing child labor outside and rarely returned to the welfare institute. They would leave after they turned 16. This also provided an opportunity to manipulate the situation. After all, no one in the welfare institute would know whether the children were adopted or had been working outside, except for the director himself.
Lynch looked at the pile of adoption documents in his hand. After confirming that there were no major problems, he casually picked up the cup and took a sip. This happened to let go of the cheque that was pressed by a corner.
The cheque immediately fell into the director's hand. He looked at the number on the cheque with a satisfied look in his eyes.
Of course, even the director of a welfare institute had to have a certain level of acting skills. He quietly put the cheque into his pocket and took off his glasses. He pinched the bridge of his nose and squeezed out some tears. "I really can't bear to part with these children!"
Lin Qi's lips curled into a mocking sneer. "You're such a benevolent person!"