Chapter 67 (2/2)
”I was helping a friend with that business. It has nothing to do with our family.” If it was family business, Huang Xuan would have to give 40% of the revenue to the foundation. Huang Xuan hadn't been used to giving his money to others. Actually, ever since Huang Jindi had become the leader of the clan, this rule had existed in name only.
Huang Renming made a contemptuous sound and said, ”You know that if it is business you've been doing with your friend, you won't have to pay money to the foundation. Do you really think you can avoid it just by saying so?”
”It comes from me,” Zhang Xinyi said. She thought the lumber was a gift from the mysterious man.
Huang Renming looked at Zhang Xinyi, moved his lips but didn't say anything. He had been at a disadvantage so many times in front of his sister-in-law that he had scruples.
However, Huang Fuyi wasn't going to let it go. He ignored Zhang Xinyi and looked at Huang Xuan.
”Little Sixteenth, rules are rules. As long as an account was carried to the account of the foundation, it means the business was done with the foundation, so according to the rule, you should pay the tax of 40%,” he said, rubbing the edge of the table.
Naturally, Huang Xuan disagreed. He stood up quickly, looked at the room full of seniors and said, ”Then let me ask you, Sixth Uncle, including you, how much do you transfer to the account of the foundation every year? Has any of you ever paid the 40%?”
Huang Fuyi couldn't answer the question, but it could only prove that n.o.body in the family obeyed the rule. It couldn't prove the rule was wrong. Instead, it also proved that Huang Xuan's act should follow the rule.
”Xuan, did you transfer money to the account of the foundation?” Huang Fuyi avoided the point Huang Xuan's question and asked.
Huang Xuan didn't admit. Huang Fuyi looked at Zhang Xinyi and continued, ”If there are no further questions, hand in 120 million dollars to the foundation within three days. Otherwise, all your dividend and your money on the account of the foundation will be deposited until it is paid off.”
Since Huang Xuan was under 18, except for his bearer properties in some banks, his circulating capital was almost all put on the account of the foundation. The lawyers and accounts of the foundation were all top-notch in the world. They were the best at evading taxes and falsifying accounts. He had been managing his properties indirectly so. Unfortunately, he was stuck this time.
The money wouldn't be withdrawn, but it would be frozen. At the moment, Huang Xuan's eyes were as red as Huang Renming's. He started throwing things in the room.
All other family members were wriggling their bodies to avoid being hurt. They all knew Huang Xuan well. He had smashed two meeting rooms when he had been little. He might behave well generally when Zhang Xinyi was around, but once he was messed with, no one could control him. Seeing Huang Xuan pick up another cup, the people near him all stepped back.
”What are you doing?” Zhang Xinyi was about to say something when someone else forestalled her. Huang Xuan didn't fear anybody except his mom. He threw the cup angrily without looking at the person and cursed, ”Who made the stupid rule?!”
The teacup was caught by the person in front. He was spilled everywhere and scolded, ”How insolent!”
It was the butler of the first branch. Following him was Huang Xuan's first grandfather, Huang Sugui.
Huang Xuan was angry. He glanced at them and responded, ”I didn't see you.”
Zhang Shun, the butler, became furious. His eyes were about to burst. Huang Sugui waved his hand and said, ”Never mind. Little Sixteenth, I made the rule. If you have any problems with it, talk to me, but not here.”