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Chapter 457 People will not die unless they die

In the two cars at the back, Domut's cousin and sister were having a heated discussion. Their spies were all over the convoy. They were not afraid that the matter would be exposed. Even if it was exposed, what would happen?

?

Maharast's assets all belong to the Maharast family. If there is no Domut's will, then these are their legal properties. No matter which country they go to, no matter which country's inheritance law is followed, these

Everything should be distributed to these Maharastha people.

Want to file a lawsuit in court? Yes, they can bribe the judge. Is ten million enough? If ten million is not enough, then one hundred million. If one hundred million is not enough, one billion.

For this huge asset of 2 trillion U.S. dollars, a few hundred million is nothing. As long as you can get this asset, what about spending a few hundred million more?

But for those law enforcers, this money is money that they may not be able to earn in ten lifetimes. Can they get rid of such temptation?

Furthermore, the official forces of Borneo are involved in this matter, and they believe that they don’t even need to worry about these things!

But they didn't know that Zhang Menglong could hear everything clearly from the car in the front. At such a close distance, Zhang Menglong didn't even need to rely on Ye Yin's power, and his current ears were no different from Shunfeng's ears.

"Mr. Zhang, there seems to be something wrong with your expression." Hong Yi said.

"It's nothing, I just heard some unpleasant things," Zhang Menglong said, "Why do you think these two trillion US dollars of assets are causing such trouble? They have even forgotten why their family can develop like this.

, and ridiculously think that these are things that belong to their family."

Hong Yi immediately understood what Zhang Mengyu said, "Mr. Zhang, have all my guesses come true?"

Zhang Mengyu nodded, "Not only the Maharast family, but also the official forces of Borneo want to help them take away this asset. How can a country do such a shameless thing for two trillion US dollars?"

"Hahaha, Mr. Zhang, although Borneo is a big country, it is actually very poor," Hong Yi said with a smile. "Borneo is the most populous country in the world. Their population is almost the same as ours."

are comparable, but the annual GDP is less than our single digits.”

"Based on last year's level, the GDP of the entire Borneo was just over 2 trillion U.S. dollars. Especially due to the impact of the epidemic and the backward medical level, this year is expected to be even worse. The 2 trillion U.S. dollars

US dollars are even equivalent to their annual GDP.”

"That's true," Zhang Mengyu shook his head, "This country is indeed quite poor. Just look at what their own mother river looks like and whether they can afford the money to manage it."

“Back then, the Borneo government planned to spend US$3 billion to manage their mother river,” Hong Yi said. “But five years later, the money still has not been spent. Especially during this epidemic, their medical system has been damaged.

They are already paralyzed, and if we in China hadn't been unable to bear it and helped them, they would have almost destroyed the country."

"Mr. Zhang, do you know the composition of the Maharast family's assets?" Hong Yi continued to ask.

Zhang Menglong shook his head.

"The total assets of the Maharashtrian family currently stand at US$2.78 trillion, of which US$2.7 trillion are fixed assets. Of these US$2.7 trillion in assets, more than US$2.5 trillion exist in the form of enterprises.

Do you know how much tax revenue a $250 million asset can contribute to them in a year?”

"Don't ask me, I've never understood this stuff before!" Zhang Mengyu rolled his eyes.

“Let’s calculate it based on our country’s tax revenue,” Hong Yi said as an example. “Alibaba’s market value exceeds 600 billion U.S. dollars, and its domestic tax contribution alone reaches nearly 10 billion U.S. dollars every year, which is enough to cover the entire country.

The Ganges River has been regulated three times.”

"Based on the calculation of enterprises with a scale of more than 2.5 trillion, China will have to contribute at least 40 to 50 billion US dollars in tax revenue. Although the tax rate in Borneo is lower than that in China, 40 billion US dollars cannot be escaped." Hong Yi continued to ask.

He asked, “Do you know what the financial revenue of Borneo is?”

"Ah ba aba..."

"Last year's fiscal revenue was US$410 billion, which accounted for almost one-tenth of their entire country's fiscal revenue."

"Good guy, I only knew they were poor, but I didn't know they were so poor," Zhang Menglong couldn't help but be speechless. One family supports one-tenth of the country. This is simply outrageous!"

"Their little fiscal revenue can't even cover their annual fiscal expenditures. Almost every year, their fiscal revenue is in deficit. How could they be willing to let such corporate assets be transferred to citizens of other countries?"

"This is such a poor country, I almost want to donate to them..."

...

The convoy soon drove into a manor, which was almost as big as a small town. It was said that Zhang Mengyu's ancestor had purchased this land directly a long time ago, and it still had permanent property rights.

Although it has a modern urban atmosphere, there is still very traditional farming in the manor, which shows that the entire Maharastha family should still maintain some traditional habits.

The Maharast Manor, which was supposed to be an extraordinary place, now only has two colors: black and white. The whole family is also filled with a solemn atmosphere. In the entire Maharast family, Domut's status is

Just like an emperor, everyone in the family needs to mourn for him for a month.

"Master, please come this way," Mo Sang, with the support of his two nephews, led Zhang Mengyu into a mourning hall.

"Master!" Everyone in the mourning hall knelt down to Zhang Menglong devoutly. Many children in the family secretly looked at Zhang Menglong, because in the legend of the Maharast family elders, this gentleman was

A god, and Borneo is a country that believes in gods very much.

Domut was a very thin old man. He was lying peacefully in the coffin, with a peaceful expression on his face.

Zhang Menglong walked up to him and offered him a stick of incense as a way of thanking him for his contribution to the Zhang family over the years.

"Master, this is the letter my husband left for you during his lifetime." Mo Sang handed over a letter.

Zhang Menglong tore open the letter, and the expression on his face also changed. He could see that this letter had been opened by someone, and then glued together again. Although it was handled very carefully, Zhang Menglong could not escape it.

That delicate perception.

His eyes swept over everyone in the mourning hall. The people from Mo Sang's family were pious and respectful, while those from Domut's sister and brother's family lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him at all.

"Humph!" Zhang Menglong sneered and opened the letter directly.

"Dear Master, please allow me to stop taking care of your property for you. I, Duomute, have devoted my whole life to the Zhang family and have never betrayed my master. I can go to see Mahala openly.

The ancestors of St..."

The content of the letter was very simple. It was to thank Zhang Mengyu's ancestors for giving them everything the Maharast family had. He made a request, that is, he hoped to leave the Zhang family's family emblem on his tombstone. This was also his request.

Consider it a matter of victory and glory.

"I didn't expect there to be such loyal people in this world." Zhang Menglong looked at this letter and couldn't help but think of Zhuge Liang's "Leading Master". His eyes swept over the others, and they all had the same blood, and there were differences between people.

Why is it so big?

"Hong Yi, find a craftsman in the family to make a tombstone for Domte and engrave our family's emblem on it." Zhang Mengyu handed the letter to Hong Yi, "This is his last wish, he has this

You are qualified to be a member of my Zhang family."

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, I will definitely arrange it."

After handling these matters, it was time for Zhang Menglong to start preparing to clean up the family. He said to the Maharast family: "By the way, Domut must have left a will, right? I want to take a look!

"

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