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The Shadow Tycoon

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Chapter 175: The Box Under Her Name

At first, Gape had brought the copies of those original books home so he could use his spare time to make the accounts look more reasonable.

He did not consider it a wrongful criminal act. At the time, Ristowan Group was still one of Sabine City’s most important firms. As an accountant, he understood very clearly how important the mutually beneficial and mutually dependent relationship between a firm and the government could be.

It was even possible that City Hall would support Ristowan making some internal revisions to its books in order to avoid being implicated with Biddle Group.

As for the fact that the contents of the two sides’ accounts were different?

That was not a problem. It was merely that someone was attempting to use vile and dirty methods to bring down our pillar-industry corporate group, to make our citizens lose their jobs, and to leave tens of thousands of families without security.

Forget City Hall and the mayor himself refusing to allow it. The citizens of Sabine City as a whole would not allow it either. That was the value of local protectionism, and the extent of its power.

Those corporate groups that never lost lawsuits on their own turf, and those groups that faced all kinds of trouble yet were never formally investigated by local authorities, were not actually above the law, nor were their owners.

It was simply that the value of those groups continuing to exist was far greater than the value of their collapse. At the very least, their existence might harm certain capitalists, but it was valuable and beneficial to most ordinary people. Therefore, they had to exist.

But now the situation was different. City Hall and the state government were both dissatisfied with the corporate group. The copies of the original books in Gape’s hands, which originally had not counted as any serious problem, had become a hot potato.

Rationally speaking, destroying them would be more suitable. Without those most original account books, even if problems were found in the group’s books, investigators would need a great deal of time for repeated verification. There would be a long investigation period.

The various applications for legal authority involved would drag on so long that many people would gradually forget the matter. It was possible the corporate group would already have relocated before some of those applications were fully approved.

Yet a voice in Gape’s heart told him that he had to keep those books. It was a small habit of a man who dealt constantly with numbers when guarding against risk.

If something really did happen, he would need some kind of fallback.

The next day, using the account she had registered at a foreign bank, Vera opened an international settlement account at Sabine City Shengrong Bank. Then, in the name of the offshore account, she entrusted the bank with opening a safe-deposit box, with access controlled by password verification.

This was a very common service. At present, there was no truly meaningful international currency anywhere in the world. Within each large region, there might be a relatively unified currency zone, but international settlement still lacked a mainstream universal currency for circulation.

In certain cross-border trades, businessmen would entrust currency settlement and exchange to a bank holding a foreign-exchange settlement license. Although every bank claimed to possess such qualifications, there were still differences between them.

Vera had registered a corporate account. That made it easier for her to conduct certain lawful tax-avoidance operations for herself or her clients. In the Baler Federation, nearly every registered accountant had a few such channels or accounts.

Thanks to Gape’s fairly successful career and his relatively high-level contacts, Vera had also registered such an offshore account.

Immediately afterward, she delivered the account books Gape had given her, along with various pieces of evidence that could not be exposed to daylight, to Shengrong Bank for entrusted safekeeping.

The conditions for opening this kind of safe-deposit box were usually unique. Sometimes they involved seals or tokens, such as the torn-in-half bills often seen in novels and movies, or some ingenious little mechanism.

More commonly, however, they used passwords. As long as someone had the correct password, anyone could open the safe-deposit box.

Likewise, without the password, no one could easily open these safe-deposit boxes, even if everyone knew there might be illegal items inside.

Merely applying to the court for that authority was a long process. The bank’s legal department would do everything it could to prevent the court and the judge from approving such applications, thereby ensuring the privacy and security of its customers. For a bank’s reputation, this was especially important.

After handling all of that, Vera came to the office.

The entire finance office had already expanded by more than double. Aside from Vera, the head of the Finance Department, the subordinates she had recruited numbered more than twenty.

Some of them worked here in the office, while others had been scattered among different branches to handle important duties.

As she walked in, people would stop no matter how busy they were and greet her with smiles when they saw her. This gave Vera a different kind of experience. She could not quite describe it, but she was happy for herself, because her work and ability had been acknowledged by others.

 
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