hollywood billionaire

Chapter 158
Jean-Charles Carré's order was the signal that the beauties had been waiting for all night.

David Guetta, Martin Garrix, and Diplo, these three frequently appear at the top of the posters of the lineup, familiar faces during the prime time of the main stage of the music festival, can be regarded as the flesh and blood of every fame and fortune Skin coveted fine prey.

Kevin Kusatsu doesn't look like an active artist in front of the stage, but there are still a few girls who have been immersed in the electronic voice circle for many years, who can recognize his identity. Artist manager of Diplo, co-founder of Mad Decent.

For Instagram models who lack confidence in their body and looks, or simply don't want too much competition tonight, Kevin is also a premium target.

Following Diplo, at least there is no shortage of money.

Moreover, the dark skin also hinted at some extraordinary talents.

As for Han Yi, no one knew this strange Asian face.But the exquisite and decent attire, coupled with the humble attitude of the electronic music superstars, soon aroused the strong interest of most people on the yacht.

People are always more enthusiastic about mysterious and unknown things.

And it's very easy to find the answer. One of the hot girls whispered a few words in Jean-Charles' ear, and got Han Yi's name, and the rest, just leave it to Google search.

3600 million to acquire Mad Decent.

Acquired UTA for $1.9 million.

The news that can be found adds up to a total amount of more than 2.26 million US dollars.

Links to different websites were circulated back and forth in a dozen Whatsapp groups.

When the eyes of all the Instagram models turn away from the photo of the rich Chinese with Douglas Le Pen and Jeremy Zimmer on the screen, and turn back to Han Yi in reality, the undisguised fiery and explicit, even Francisco Pizarro, who discovered the country of gold, is astonished.

Jackpot hit.

Where can you find such delicious and high-quality delicacies in an ordinary yacht party?

He is as rich as a country, and the world's third largest performing arts agency is in his pocket.

The power is so powerful that even Diplo has to respectfully call him the boss.

More importantly, this billionaire is not the kind of lifeless rotten wood with the skin on his chest hanging down to his navel, dark brown age spots all over his body.

That handsome face full of youthful vigor, no matter how exaggerated it is to guess, it will not be more than 30 years old.

A young and handsome foreign rich man?
What "Fifty Shades of Grey"?
That's a lot more attractive than Martin Garrix or Diplo.

Every girl present swallowed quietly.

Like Madison Beal's best friend Isabella Jones said.

Rich, hot, crazy rich, attractive, $1 million rich.

Being young enough means better handling.

Not being a star means that there is no sense of distance.

The mysterious background is even more imaginative.

Is he single?
What kind of girl does he like?

Is there a chance for a one-night dewy relationship to develop into a long-term and stable relationship?
Falling in love with him, what kind of unimaginable class jump can it bring to oneself?

Private jets, royal suites, peak mansions, supercars, haute couture jewellery...

Every time a group of words slipped through his mind, Han Yi's appearance became more charming in the eyes of the girls.

As Eric Kastner said, if you have wealth, fame will follow.

At this moment, Han Yi became the most famous one on Ricardo Ugel's yacht.

If they hadn't been talking about serious things just now and deliberately kept a distance from the party crowd, Han Yi would have been in a tight siege long ago.

So after Jean-Charles' shout, the beauties on the top deck sped into action.

Diplo stood up, with the corners of his mouth tilted to one side, and with his trademark lazy smile, he faced the redhead who had frequently eye-signed with him just now.Two blond beauties who wanted to get Martin Garrix reached out to him at the same time, dragging the Dutchman onto the dance floor.

Kevin Kusatsu hugged a wheat-skinned, mixed-race girl who looked like a Moorish descendant and walked towards the cabin. 10 minutes of Lost Frequencies.

As for David Coulthard, no one bothered this old French man who continued to look up at the stars for the time being.He finished one as soon as he boarded the boat in the afternoon, and he was working on the other in the bedroom when Han Yi and his party first boarded the yacht.Now David is in the stage of recharging his energy.After another hour, the recovery is almost complete, and then find a third person who is pleasing to the eye to exchange feelings, and the effect of the medicine will almost evaporate, and enter the state of performance.

Therefore, after the DJs were quickly divided up, the remaining six or seven pretty faces on the deck poured their attention and social charm unreservedly on Han Yi.

He, or Jean-Charles, who was so fat he couldn't see his neck?

The answer is obvious.

The few girls who were a little more reserved did not choose to go up to strike up a conversation directly, but still stood where they were, twisting their slender or plump waists as the techno music sounded again.At the same time, he firmly welded the eyes covered with various eye shadows to Han Yi's face, looking forward to meeting and colliding with the young rich man to create sparks full of dopamine, endorphins and oxytocin.

Unfortunately, for some reason, Han Yi didn't inspect the audience with his eyes, like John Mayer, Charlie Sheen or Colin Farrell unabashedly showed his love for "sexual dalliance" favorite.

On the contrary, after more than ten minutes passed, he didn't raise his head at all.He just lowered his head and couldn't stop sipping the Coke that was about to bottom out, staring at the screen of the phone in his palm.

At this time, the girls who chose the first way of flirting found sadly that they had been thrown away by two hot girls who boldly stepped forward to talk to them.

“This is the last place you want to have your eyes glued to your phone.”

"Excuse me, what did you say?"

Han Yi raised his head in confusion, and looked at one of the Instagram models sitting directly next to him.His lips were only a glass away from him, and from the shoulder down, every inch of skin on the left side of his body was in close contact with his suit pants.

If it weren't for the light-colored blond hair that was dazzlingly white even in the night without any trace of heat dyeing, it would be difficult for Han Yi to distinguish the girl's ethnicity from the color of her skin exposed to the air. Entering the second half of the 2010s, the beauty scene in Europe and the United States is so dizzying.Everyone wants to be part of the Kardashians, regardless of whether the DNA in their blood is from Asia, Europe or the Americas.

Deliberately tanned skin, mixed-race makeup that tried to conceal his true identity, the fabric is as small as a mini bikini that he didn't wear, and the amazing curves obtained whether he went to the gym or a plastic surgery hospital.

A whiter, shorter, plumper Kendall Wannabe.

"I said, why do you want to be here and glue your eyeballs to the phone screen?"

It sounded a little harsh German English, but it didn't affect the attractiveness of the girl in the slightest.The thumb of her right hand rests on the bikini shoulder strap, and it seems to be sliding subconsciously, slowly from top to bottom, until it stops at the top edge of the coaster.The aroused waves can make any young man who is oriented towards the opposite sex impetuous.

"By the way, my name is Hannah."

The fingertips with the remaining fragrance stretched out in front of Han Yi.

"Hello, Hannah. Yi, nice to meet."

Han Yi glanced at the Whatsapp dialog box on the screen, and put it back in his trouser pocket.

"It's just work."

"I thought Jean-Charles' speech was a consensus reached by you."

The girl on the left also moved closer to him, and even wrapped her right hand around Han Yi's left arm naturally.

"Let me introduce you, Yi. Shantana, my best friend, basically like a sister."

A darker skin tone than wheat, a stronger mixed-race feeling than makeup, bright red "accessories" that can no longer be described by clothing, and a slightly less-than-colorful body line constitute her appearance identity.

A darker, taller, leaner Kylie Wannabe.

Isn't that like sisters?

"Shantana, uh, hi... the name sounds...Thai?"

Now that the whole body was completely attached to his arm, there was no need for Han Yi to shake hands.He lightly breathed out a mouthful of increasingly hot turbid air, moved his body, and tried to widen the distance between the two.But this futile attempt not only failed to free him from Shantana's attack, but also sent himself into Hannah's jaws.

Facing Han Yi who was approaching, Hannah didn't dodge, but wrapped her hands around his waist very naturally.

"BBT, Thai-British." Shantana raised her chin, making her British accent more obvious, "Are you more interested in the Thai part, or the British part? "

"You said it as if he had a choice, Shantana." Hannah put her head on Han Yi's shoulder, looked over the profile of the billionaire, looked at her best friend, and joked, "He can't The Thai part and the British part are split."

"Why not?"

Shantana's eyes rolled slyly.

"This part is British."

She pointed to her chest first.

"...This part is from Thailand."

He pointed to his lips again.

Han Yi was dumbfounded.

"What's more, this is not his only option."

In front of Han Yi, Shantana pinched Hannah's softest and smoothest part, and threw herself into his arms.

"Germany, Sweden and Poland, you provide him with far more special dishes than mine."

"No, Shantana...why do we have to let him choose?"

Hannah's fingertips brushed between Han Yi's temples, and whispered softly.

"A man like him shouldn't be used to making choices, right?"

"After all, he clearly has the power to want everything."

For Hannah and Shantana, this is just a small way for them to join forces to defeat the enemy.But to Han Yi's ears, these words had another layer of special meaning that made him uneasy.

At first, his body was extremely stiff, but after a while, Han Yi's sitting posture became relaxed and natural again.

As the expression returned to normal, the increasingly dimmer flames in the depths of Han Yi's eyes finally completely extinguished.

"To be honest, the British accent is a bit difficult to understand."

Han Yi put on a lazy and charming smile, turning his back on the customer, or regaining his position as the master, letting his palms exuding endless heat cover the waists of Hannah and Shantana.

"Which sentence do you not understand?"

"...'The power that everyone wants'."

"I might need a little...demonstration."

……

"Don't stop, believin'..."

"Hold on to..."

The alarm, which had already become unbearable, rang, and at almost the same time, Han Yi grabbed the mobile phone above his head and pressed the off button hard.

A few seconds later, the room returned to dead silence, but Han Yi couldn't fall asleep anyway.

With a mess in his mind, he lay on the bed for a long time before he figured out a few basic facts.

First, this is not Ibiza, this is London.

Second, today is not June 6, but June 9.

Third, the two naked girls sleeping next to them are no longer Shantana and Hannah.

But...

who is coming?

Let's start over.

On June 6th, after climbing up from the bed curtain where the Allied Forces of the Six Nations fought fiercely, Han Yi said goodbye to Diplo and Kevin Kusatsu, and set foot on a private plane to Lisbon with Feamu Derwig.

He went to Lisbon not to continue his vacation in another place, but to meet his investment manager Antoine Gachet and set up branches of HMG and Han Capital in Europe.

The reason for choosing to place the European headquarters in Lisbon is closely related to the tax policy of the Portuguese government.

The country of Lusitania on the border of Western Europe is the most friendly place to foreign companies in the entire European continent, and even in the world.

The term PPI is widely known.It is the biggest trauma except the 21 European Cup since the Portuguese entered the 2004st century, and it is also the best commentary on the Portuguese economy.For nearly 40 years, Portugal's national economy has been marred by risky credit, soaring public debt, and mismanaged EU structural and cohesion funds.

In 2014, the GDP of Portugal was 2299 billion US dollars, and the per capita GDP was 22103.7 US dollars.

In 2015, the GDP dropped sharply to US$1994 billion, and the per capita GDP also dropped to US$19250.11.

From the primary industry to the tertiary industry, it is barren.As the mainstay of Portugal's economy, tourism accounts for about 20% of the total GDP.

In short, this is a country that has been lying flat for nearly half a century.

In order to reverse this status quo, the Portuguese government is extremely open to foreign investment.Although establishing a company in Portugal requires a local residence card, NIF tax number and social security code, the Portuguese government, eager to introduce new blood to the dying economy, provides a quick and convenient back door for high-quality foreign investors .

Portugal Golden Visa.

You only need to transfer 100 million euros to your Portuguese bank account, and you can get a golden visa immediately.You can live and work freely in Portugal, but you don't need to be trapped here to sit in the green card prison.

More importantly, holders of the Golden Visa can apply to start a business in Portugal as a non-resident resident.

As for non-resident residents, there is an unimaginable tax benefit.

That is - in the first 10 years of obtaining non-resident status, personal income in Portugal only needs to pay 20% personal income tax, and there is no tax rate upgrade clause.

Income generated outside of Portugal is directly exempt from taxation.

Whether it is dividends, interest or royalties, capital gains or income from labor services, it is all 0%.

It is conceivable how attractive this policy is in European countries where the high-level personal income tax rate is basically above 50%.

To give the simplest example, Han Yi can freely remit any income earned in Europe to his Portuguese account in the form of euros without paying a single cent of personal income tax.If you want to repatriate to North America, you can also directly operate through the LLC as the penetrating entity.In this way, Han Yi only needs to pay personal income tax once in the United States, saving the trouble of repeatedly withholding taxes in the two countries in the middle.

Combined with the comprehensive consideration of Portugal's local corporate tax of 21%, it would be unreasonable not to take advantage of this legal advantage.

With the help of Antoine Gachet and the local lawyer he hired, Han Yi stayed in Lisbon for about a week, and gradually settled the three matters.

First, the golden visa, this step is the easiest.Open a private account with a Portuguese commercial bank and deposit 100 million euros. Voila!The golden visa is here.

Second, non-resident status.Generally speaking, in order to become a Portuguese tax resident, you must live in Portugal for 183 consecutive or intermittent days within a twelve-month period.

But any regulations will open a back door for the rich, especially in Portugal, a country with the lowest level of corruption in Western Europe.

"To shorten the period of residence, one needs to have a permanent residence in Portugal and demonstrate a willingness to live and maintain it."

What do you mean?
It means that as long as Han Yi buys a suite in Lisbon, the length of his stay can be discussed.

And buying a house is nothing new to Han Yi.

Since the Portuguese government wants him to buy land and properties, let the whole of Lusitania experience how a billionaire who is also considered a top class in the United States can bring wealth shock to the local residents.

(End of this chapter)