Again, that's the same sentence.

It's already a god, and it would be boring if it was still the same as the crowd, and since Camille thinks that this company can continue to be brilliant after the disaster, what if you buy it?

Baker didn't pay much attention to this matter, and after Baker nodded, Camille set out to pack up the materials and prepare to select a few people brought from the East to London to discuss the acquisition.

What the?

What if the other company doesn't want to sell?

Hehe.

That's simple, just take a stand, wait until the disaster comes, just hit the snow to make it worse, and then hit those engineers to send charcoal in the snow.

In a capitalist society, you don't need to think so much, it's simple to go straight, and thinking too much is not only a headache, but also makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Five days later, Camille flew from New York to London.

Half a month later.

April 1st, April Fool's Day.

Baker, who was at home on Fifth Avenue, suddenly got up from a carp on the couch and said to Barbara, who was doing in the living room, "It seems like a holiday today." ”

"Not available!"

"I haven't said anything yet."

"I'm busy filing my taxes."

"Filing taxes?"

Taxes are inevitable for every federal person, after all, the IRS has a tank that even the FBI does not have to suppress the luck, so offending the IRS is like offending God.

Therefore, the tax form is also one of the most important documents for every individual living in the federal state, because of the complexity of the tax form, so most of them are entrusted to a special financial accountant to help file the tax return.

Of course.

Except for the poor.

Poor people are reluctant to pay a hundred dollars to hire a financial one, and that's still an hourly one.

So......

Baker walked over with some curiosity: "Tax filing, the dignified New York Aeg.i.e.l.D. commander needs to file taxes himself?" ”

Barbara put the papers aside and glanced at Baker, "I also have some personal assets." ”

Baker blinked: "For example?" ”

Barbara came with a "Don't tell you, please respect your privacy." Then he looked at Baker with some curiosity: "Wait, don't you have to file taxes?" ”

Although Baker is already a player who ignores the rules of the game, more often than not, Baker is quite willing to play the game within the rules, unless someone else does not follow the rules of the game first.

Baker laughed: "I haven't filed a tax return since I was an age when I needed to file my taxes. ”

In the past, I was young and didn't have to report, but when I needed to file taxes, Heavenly Investment was established, and all the tax issues were handled by Camille.

So to speak.

Even Barbara didn't own all of Baker's assets, while Camille did.

Barbara shrugged: "Then don't bother me, I still have a little?" Waiting for me to finish? Maybe we can go to the park across the street? ”

Baker spread his hands and slowly stepped back.

Around noon.

Western restaurant next door.

After Baker drank the bourbon in his cup? After handing your credit card to the waiter? Said to Barbara opposite, "Why don't you go to a movie in the afternoon?" ”

Barbara wondered, "Didn't you and Richard prepare for some Star Wars 2.0 season?" ”

Baker shrugged: "I like to play live-action." ”

Barbara: "......"

Then.

The waiter in the restaurant walked over, his face a little strange: "Mr. Morton." ”

Baker looked back at it.

The waiter at the restaurant handed over the credit card and said, "Mr. Morton? This card can't be swiped. ”

Baker raised his eyebrows: "Can't brush it?" ”

"Yes."

"Demagnetized?"

"It's not."

The waiter's face was a little tangled, if it was an ordinary person? Just say that this card exploded? But Baker is an acquaintance, and he is an acquaintance who treats their five-star restaurant as a private kitchen, so the waiter is a little entangled, what if the words are not quite right? What if you lose one such customer as a result? The boss would throw him into the Hudson River to feed the sharks.

Hudson doesn't have sharks?

Hehe.

If such a customer is really lost, the boss will directly pay for a few sharks, and the sharks don't have much money anyway.

So......

The waiter's face was a little flushed, like a ripe tomato.

Seeing this, Baker seemed to have some understanding, and he didn't feel embarrassed, and the waiter, who also seemed to have a somewhat familiar face, pulled out his wallet directly? I changed the card and handed it over.

Five minutes later.

The waiter came over again.

Baker raised an eyebrow.

"Moreton ......"

"Use mine."

“……”

Baker looked at the waiter who took Barbara's credit card and turned around and ran, and looked back at Barbara: "Look? Does this count as a tree that wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop? ”

Barbara shrugged, "It's Stark Bank's, maybe?" You can ask Pepper about what's going on. ”

said.

Barbara pulled out her phone.

After a while.

After Pepper inquired about the situation, she called back to Barbara: "Barbie? The commercial bank found that all of Baker's assets stored in Stark Bank had been transferred within half a month? Because of the rising level of risk? So Baker's credit card rating was lowered, and now it's back to unlimited. ”

“…… Thank you. ”

"You're welcome."

Barbara hung up the phone and looked at Baker with a slight flickering gaze: "How many assets do you have stored in Stark Bank?" ”

Baker frowned: "How do I know." ”

Ever since he wasn't interested in money, he honestly hasn't asked how much money he has.

Baker smiled: "This is a question you should ask Camille, not me." ”

Barbara nodded, "Then you really should ask Camille why, your assets in Stark Bank were all emptied." ”

Baker blinked.

The phone rings.

Eastern.

"Good afternoon, Director Zheng Xian."

"I'm not good, Mr. Morton, I'm here at half past three in the middle of the night."

"Hahaha, is Director Zheng Xian planning to invite me to Dongguo to attend some drinking party overnight?"

"It's not June, so, it's not."

Zheng Xian, who is from Dongguo, said directly: "Mr. Morton, generally speaking, we will not ask about formal business practices, but, Mr. Morton, Tianguo International's investment in Dongguo has been very large, and you understand this." ”

Baker didn't understand a little: "Director Zheng Xian, I don't really understand, just say it." ”

Zheng Xian said: "In this half month's time, the speed of the outflow of funds from Heavenly Investment is about to form a tsunami, please ask me above, is Mr. Morton not confident in the economy of the Eastern Kingdom?" ”

"Outflow?"

"Yes."

The smile on Baker's face retracted, and he glanced at the content of the mobile phone displayed in Barbara's hand, and his face was very serious: "Director Zheng Xian, I will find out about this matter." ”

Damn it.

Lao Tzu's money was moved.

……