William's intuition was still very accurate. He felt that something bad was about to happen to him, but what he didn't expect was that when he followed his intuition and wanted to remedy the situation, he was caught by Claudio and John who were guarding the door of the hotel.
"Hurry, hurry, hurry John, the young man coming out is William Devonshire, it's him, take a picture of him quickly." Claudio and John had just been lying in ambush at the hotel door for a few minutes when they saw William and a group of people walking out of the hotel, and said hurriedly.
John Taylor, who had been prepared, quickly picked up his camera and started taking pictures of William, clicking, clicking, and taking more than ten photos in a row.
As soon as William walked out of the hotel, he felt someone was watching him. He turned around and saw two paparazzi hiding behind the flower bed. One of them was taking pictures of him non-stop with a camera.
William was caught in the photo and frowned. He was very upset at the time and subconsciously wanted to shoot a magic ice bomb to freeze the paparazzi and prevent him from running away.
But as soon as he raised his hand, William realized that this was the entrance of the hotel. Using magic in public would only make him uncomfortable.
Thinking of this, William raised his hand and greeted the paparazzi with a smile on his face.
At this time, Anthony, who was next to William, also saw the paparazzi and shouted, "Who are you? No taking pictures." Then he ordered his intern to find and stop the paparazzi and ask for photos.
John and Claudio, one is a veteran paparazzi and the other is a special personnel who has been in the special forces for many years. They have very good eyesight. When they saw someone who looked like a lawyer walking towards them, they ran, ran across the street quickly, got into a car, stepped on the accelerator and drove away. They didn't want to be entangled by the lawyer.
William was stunned by their skilled candid photography skills, their decisive and unhesitating escape, their clear route, and their swift movements. Should I say they were truly worthy of being English paparazzi? I just wanted to say hello and buy back the photos, but with these two paparazzi, William had no chance of using the money to get out of trouble.
He didn't know yet that everything he said in the conference room this morning was recorded. If he knew now, he would definitely give the Hilton Hotel a hard time. By the time he found out, it was already the next morning.
Seeing the paparazzi running away, William said to Anthony, "Some paparazzi have noticed me. Anthony, we have to speed up. We have to deal with the company's shares this afternoon." William frowned and looked at Anthony.
Anthony thought for a moment and said to William, "Mr. Devonshire, now we can only go and buy a company registered in the British Virgin Islands. If we spend some money, it will take an hour or two to get it done."
William immediately decided: "Okay, let's do as you say."
"Please follow me, Mr. Devonshire." Anthony took William into a business car and went directly to the English Registration Office.
Half an hour later, William spent 10,000 pounds to buy an offshore company in the British Virgin Islands at the English Registration Office, and placed 60% of his shares in Devonshire Industries in England in this offshore company. He also instructed Anthony to register 5 offshore companies on his behalf. He wanted to distribute the 60% shares to these 6 offshore companies, with each holding 8 to 12 shares.
He will do the same if he sets up other companies in the future. In 2000, England could not collect taxes from American citizens worldwide like the IRS did. In this way, William can pay more than half of the tax.
The main basis for collecting taxes in England is still England's bank accounts. The English government is now unable to control funds that do not enter England.
William, who was sitting in the registry waiting, was a little bored. He was thinking about what he should do after getting the 100 million pounds. He remembered the online articles he had read in his previous life about Jack Ma and the emperor penguins. However, in terms of the market value increase rate, they seemed to be not as good as Ding Sanshi, who sold pigs.
"Why not wait until the Nasdaq crashes and then buy some of Ding Sanshi's online art? You should know that Ding Sanshi's online art was only 0.58 per share at its lowest. If you hold on to it for more than ten years, you can make a thousand times the profit. It's better than Ma Dada or Emperor Penguin. Emperor Penguin's market value was less than 5 billion Hong Kong dollars when it went public in 2004. You can buy some then. With 10 million pounds, it will be worth 8 billion pounds in a dozen years. It's just like picking up money.
Those who are reborn are the best. It would be a shame if you don't take advantage of the rebirth.
As for Ma Dada, who is the only one who can fool others and no one can fool him, there is no bargain to be found now because all the profits have been divided up by Ma Dada. If he wants to get any bargain, he will have to wait until Yahoo withdraws its shares in a few years. However, William is now an English citizen and it is not known whether Ma Dada will look down on him then.
After sitting there for several hours and signing more than a dozen documents, he finally finished registering the company and transferring shares before 4 p.m. after a whole afternoon of rush work. Now his Devonshire Industries is no longer a resident company in England, and the English government can no longer collect taxes from his offshore company.
Thinking of saving 10 or 20 million pounds in taxes, William happily took Anthony and his team to a good meal at a Michelin three-star restaurant on London Street.
William didn't feel very good after eating. One portion was not enough to fill him up. He sighed and said, "I'm still a country bumpkin. I'm about to become a billionaire, but I still haven't changed my country bumpkin mentality."
After dinner, Anthony sent William back to the Hilton Hotel and went to the law firm with his colleagues. He still had a lot of documents to deal with and had to prepare for the negotiations three days later. The main terms would be determined by William, but the details would be discussed by the law firm. These contract details could not be negotiated without haggling for a few days.
William returned to the hotel room and watched TV for a while. There was nothing interesting. He didn't
He dared to practice magic, but was afraid of hidden cameras. Besides, he had a system so he didn't have to practice magic specifically, his mental strength would increase on its own. This was the good thing about this dumb system, it was very convenient.
After putting on his coat, William walked towards the bar in the hotel. He was so excited today that he couldn't sleep. He thought that drinking some wine in the bar would help him get a good night's sleep.
Led by the waiter, William sat at the bar and ordered a glass of Irish whiskey. He sat alone at the bar, drinking and watching the Premier League.
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Today Chelsea is facing the Magpies. The current Chelsea is not the Chelsea of Abramovich after 2003. The club chairman is Bates. This old man is considered the savior of Chelsea, but this savior was 20 years ago.
Bates now has no status in the hearts of Chelsea fans. Bates is a typical businessman. He sold many Chelsea stars at high prices and treated the team as a business. It would be strange if he had a good reputation in the hearts of fans.
Moreover, William had never heard of many of the players on the field. There were no big-name stars to watch, which had no appeal to William, a football novice. It was just a way to kill time.
"Which team are you looking for, young man?"
William heard a voice beside him. He turned and saw a middle-aged man holding a glass of whiskey and raising it to him with a smile. William looked at the handsome man and suddenly felt that he looked familiar. He looked again and wondered, "Oh my god, isn't this Brosnan, the guy who played 007? Why is he here? Is he talking to me?" William looked at Brosnan uncertainly.
"Hey, young man, it's not polite to stare at people like that," Brosnan said dissatisfiedly.
William heard the other party's dissatisfaction, "I'm sorry, sir, I just thought you looked familiar. I apologize again. Hello sir, I'm William Devonshire, nice to meet you." William apologized. He was not sure if it was the Hollywood superstar Brosnan.
"Well, maybe you have really seen me. Hello young man, I am James Bond, and I am very happy to meet you too." The handsome uncle said gentlemanly with a London accent, which made William stunned.
William knew that Brosnan was Irish, and that people who were not born and raised in London could not speak with such a standard London accent, just like people who were not born and raised in the imperial capital of the Celestial Empire could not speak the authentic imperial capital flavor.
Damn, what did this guy just say his name was, James Bond? You bastard Pierce, are you kidding me? You're really into this role.
Seeing that William didn't speak for a long time, the handsome uncle in front of him was a little unhappy. In his opinion, William was really too rude. If you don't want to pay attention to someone, just say it directly.
"Hey, young man, this is the second time I say you are impolite. If you don't want to talk to me, I won't bother you." After saying that, he turned around and ignored William, drinking whiskey by himself.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Pierce, I didn't recognize you just now. I'm buying you a drink as an apology." I called the bartender to get two glasses of whiskey that Brosnan drank, and pushed a glass to Brosnan.
Seeing that William ordered him a glass of whiskey, Pierce didn't care too much. He nodded to William and said, "Okay, young man, I accept your apology, but my name is James Bond. Am I not clear, or do you know someone named Pierce who looks like me?"
"Stop joking. Everyone knows that you are the Hollywood star Pierce Brosnan. This joke is not funny at all," William said with a roll of his eyes.
"No, Pierce, I don't know who this Hollywood star you're talking about is, but my name is James Bond. Maybe I'll have to go back and find out who this Brosnan is, the one who made you look like you'd seen God."
After finishing the wine in the glass in one gulp, he said to William meaningfully: "See you next time, kid, I hope you still remember my name when you see me next time, and don't make the mistake again. Good night."
William watched Pierce stand up, straighten his suit, and walk out of the bar. He felt like he was being hit by a hundred thousand bulls.
Go to hell with James Bond, you acted so realistically. Big stars like to make jokes like this. Don't make the mistake next time you see him. Damn it, do stars really have some weird habits?
But William, who was constantly complaining in his heart, forgot that this was not the world of his previous life, and everything was possible here.
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