Volume 1: A sound on Wall Street, Xinxiang City is busy copying books Chapter 187 Smart People
Subtitle of this chapter: Even if you get a raise, you still have to talk about your dreams
After eating and drinking her fill, Yuan Yan quickly got into Mr. McCall's car and headed for the Mahjong Salon on the Hudson River.
His personal lawyer asked for advice while driving: "Neo, is the doctor really that good?"
Fortunately, this guy doesn’t understand Chinese.
Master Yuan burped and said, "Of course it's amazing. I picked it myself."
John asked, "Can he treat my grandfather?"
His maternal grandfather is Mr. Darwin P. Kingsley, the current president of New York Life Insurance Company, known as the "romantic poet of the insurance industry."
"Oh, your grandfather..." Yuan Yan nodded immediately and said, "Of course!"
"Thank you so much." The lawyer said gratefully, "By the way, Mr. Yuan. I am honored to inform you, my big client, that I am now a partner. A nominal partner of the McCall & Sons Law Firm!"
You see, there is a difference between having a good grandfather and having a good father. This makes you just a nominal partner. How many years will an ordinary person have to struggle for?
Yuan Yan suddenly said happily: "Mr. McCall, I really want to congratulate you. Where is your office? I will definitely send a flower basket over."
“Haha…” John smiled awkwardly and said, “Actually, my office is at home, and… you are my only client right now.”
Well, he and his dad set up a two-man law firm, and old Mr. McCall was just a figurehead.
"I understand." Our Master Yuan really understood what he meant, so he said very seriously: "Lawyer John McCall, as your only big client, I am very satisfied with your performance so far!"
"As long as you keep going, believe me, having me as a client is enough for you..."
In a "civilized country" like the United States, which "governs according to law," even if you are just a "literary master" who copies books, you really can't take a single step without a lawyer.
Let's take the simplest example, for example, the issue of piracy. The novels "written" by Master Yuan are definitely bestsellers. In the future, he may write something like "Ulysses" that no one can understand in order to show off. But when he writes such a book, even if the readers don't understand it, they will buy it and applaud it, because it is written by him.
It is naive to think that no one will pirate best-selling novels in the United States. At least the great writers of the 19th century, such as Charles Dickens and Mark Twain, would not think so..
By 1920, pirated printing was still rampant in the United States, especially among private piracy, because mimeograph machines were really cheap and easy to operate, and anyone could print books and newspapers in their basement or garage at home. The copy of The Conservative that Mr. Ai Yiyi printed was printed in this way. These private prints were openly sold in bookstores.
I guess... no need to guess, there must be such copycat versions of Master Yuan’s "Chocolat" and "Detective Dee" already.
To protect your rights, you naturally have to file a lawsuit, and it’s not just one or two lawsuits but many lawsuits. Can you do it without a team of lawyers?
In fact, piracy is a small matter and a small amount of money. For Yuan Yanshu, there are two real troubles: one is how he can make money "legally", and the other is how he can spend money "legally".
It looks simple, but in fact, these two "legal" are really quite knowledgeable.
Take the Baishuishan Company for example. Master Yuan and his "partners" are Chinese who are not allowed to own companies or do business in the United States, so they have to find someone else and set up a shell company to help them hold shares. This is not the end. In order to ensure their own profits and "avoid taxes", they have to deliberately mess up the equity structure of this company.
It's a bit complicated to say, and it's even more complicated to do, and this is "money laundry" and "tax avoidance." He would rather be interrogated by the BOI under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Justice than deal with the IRS (Internal Revenue Service) under the Ministry of Finance..
So strictly speaking, this neoclassical liberal master and Hongmen boss who will definitely be involved in black affairs in the future needs at least a publishing agent, a legal lawyer, a tax lawyer, an accountant... and a dentist..
Moreover, his real ambition is to become the mastermind behind the scenes who stirs up trouble all over the world, so he cannot leave his legal affairs and financial transactions to ordinary people. He wants a person who is comprehensive and caring. Of course, this person must have a large professional team behind him.
All in all, Mr. John McCall must grow up quickly to keep up with his own pace.
Our Master Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "John, I will hire you as the legal advisor of Baishuishan Company. We don't need to charge each other by the hour. How about this, you draft a transfer agreement and I will give you 10% of Baishuishan shares. Of course, you cannot transfer it to others without my permission."
"squeak!"
Hearing this suggestion, Mr. McCall simply stepped on the brakes and stopped the car on the side of the road.
John turned his head and looked at Yuan Yan carefully, then said, "Tell me, Neo. What are you planning this time?"
Yuan Yan suddenly asked calmly: "John, isn't it good to give you shares?"
"Of course not!" His lawyer shook his head and said, "But from what I know about you, you are not the kind of person who doesn't know how to settle accounts."
"Yes, I know you really don't care about money. With your ability, thousands or even more dollars are easily within your reach."
"Neo, I'm not complimenting you as a big client, but my grandfather told me that if I meet a client who can make money but doesn't care about money, I must hold on to him tightly."
"But to be honest, I feel that you care about something else and are calculating something else. Although you don't look like a communist on the outside, you are a dangerous person on the inside. So..."
He stared at his big client and asked, "Please tell me what you are going to do?"
"Hahaha……"
Master Yuan really laughed very happily this time. He suddenly realized that the person who knew him best was actually this little fat guy. I have to say it again, Mr. John D. McCall is really a smart man. According to the DND points, it will definitely not be less than 16 points.
Then should I let him know a little bit...
More specifically, should you let this smart person participate in your great cause?
Our Master Yuan rolled down the car window and took out a Cuban cigar from the inner pocket of his coat. This time he did not handle it carefully. He bit off the envelope with his teeth and then lit it up and started smoking.
He blew out a cloud of green smoke, and in the mist he slowly said, "John, do you have any dreams?"
Mark Twain was even worse off, as he could only get $3,000 in royalties a year, while many pirates made a fortune by printing his books.
