And that wasn’t even counting personal income tax and the like. One could only imagine how horrifying the taxes would be.
Su Chen had no desire to see all his money end up in Uncle Sam’s tax coffers.
If this were back in Huaxia, he wouldn’t mind paying his dues; he could consider it a contribution to building aircraft carriers. But this was America. If he could legally avoid taxes, he absolutely would.
Arthur visibly relaxed when he heard Su Chen. ’And here I was, thinking it was something serious.’
"Mr. Su, you can rest easy. Both Morgan and BlackRock have ways to legally minimize the tax burden. The money will be in your account within two hours of signing the contract."
With Arthur’s assurance, Su Chen didn’t hesitate to sign his name, then passed the pen to Mark.
Mark was already beside himself with excitement. His hand was still trembling as he took the pen. He gave his own arm a couple of hard pinches before he managed to calm down enough to quickly sign his name on the contract.
Once the signing was complete, Su Chen handed the USB drive containing the weak AI technology directly to Arthur. An expert immediately pulled out a laptop to verify its authenticity.
After about seven or eight minutes, the man hunched over the laptop looked up and gave Arthur an excited nod, signaling that everything was in order.
Seeing this, Arthur didn’t waste any time and quickly completed the remaining procedures. All that was left was for the funds to be transferred.
Su Chen was getting the lion’s share of this deal. His fifty-one percent stake alone netted him 2.55 billion US dollars. Adding the sixty percent cut Mark had promised him, his total earnings would be close to four billion.
The smile on Su Chen’s face widened at the thought of such a massive sum.
With the business concluded, Charles had no intention of staying. This wasn’t the right environment for a middle-aged man like him. He hardly dared to speak above a whisper in front of Su Chen and Arthur. ’Why make things awkward for myself by sticking around?’
He made an excuse, apologized to Su Chen and Arthur, and then left the villa with his men.
Arthur also dismissed his own staff, keeping only his personal secretary, Fleur, and a few bodyguards. They were waiting for the funds to arrive in Su Chen’s account.
"I went fishing today and caught a giant grouper. Why don’t you stay for dinner?" Su Chen said, boastfully gesturing to show the fish’s size.
"A giant grouper? Could I see it?" Arthur’s interest was piqued.
Arthur had certainly eaten all kinds of grouper, but he had never caught a giant one himself. In their elite circles, accomplishing something others couldn’t brought a sense of pride that was the envy of everyone else.
"Of course!" Su Chen led Arthur straight to the kitchen.
The kitchen was bustling. The Cantonese master chef Jiang Hui had hired was currently conferring with his apprentices, strategizing how to prepare the giant grouper on the table.
The moment Arthur stepped into the kitchen, his eyes landed on the giant grouper, which was longer than he was tall. He looked at Su Chen in disbelief. "Did you really catch this giant grouper?"
"Absolutely," Su Chen said, looking rather pleased with himself. "I’ve got a video to prove it if you don’t believe me!"



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