daily drama

Chapter 203

new York.

Duncan Apartments.

late at night.

Adam had just returned from the Columbia University library, carrying medical books and videotapes that he had borrowed, and was preparing to stay up all night.

He also bought a lot of medical books in the past, and also got some video tapes from Leonard to read carefully.

But that is not a system after all.

It is not as rich and comprehensive as the collection of books and video tapes in the Columbia library.

Therefore, Adam spends almost all his free time in the library, systematically reading medical books and watching various medical videos, far harder than others.

Today's accumulation may save one more life in the future.

If it is like this every day, how many lives he will save in the future, and how many life spans will be increased for him.

Thinking of this, he worked harder.

His endurance has reached the level of your show, and his energy seems to be endless. In fact, this level of explosive liver is not a burden to him at all.

But just showing his side in front of others makes people feel that he is simply the Emperor of the Liver.

This also made the students who ridiculed him as the first king of F5 greatly changed their opinion of him.

Whenever, Gandi is admirable.

If they knew that after Adam returned home, his liver would last until two or three o'clock every day, they would probably go crazy.

Back at the apartment, Adam put the books and video tapes in the study (one of the two bedrooms and one living room was transformed into a study by him), picked up the phone and checked to see if there was a call for him.

Especially Heather's.

Before leaving, he told Heather to call him at night to report his safety.

Adam glanced at it and saw a message from an unfamiliar number. He pressed it to listen, and it turned out to be Heather's call.

Following the number, Adam dialed.

After a few rings, the phone was connected.

"Hi, Heather."

"Adam."

Heather's strange voice came over.

"what happened?"

Adam is too familiar with Heather, keenly aware of Heather's strangeness, and asked with concern: "Is things not going well?"

"No."

Heather smiled and said: "Things are going well. My parents are indeed just my adoptive parents. The letter is from my own grandma. I have already booked a ticket and I will go to the airport later. I should be able to figure out what is going on tomorrow. It's true, but I guess I'll have to stay there for a few more days, and I can go back after everything is done, I, I miss you a little..."

"Ha ha."

When Adam heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help laughing: "Miss me? Where do you miss? Where do you miss?"

On the other end of the phone, Heather couldn't help laughing foolishly, and didn't know what to say, which made Adam feel a little strange.

The two chatted and laughed for a while, then got back to business.

"If your grandma is here, how can you be adopted by your adoptive parents?"

Adam asked puzzled.

He remembered Heather saying that her adoptive parents were not nice to her.

"I'm not so sure either."

Hartford, in the hotel, the blush on Heather's face has not dissipated, but the smile is no longer there. She suppressed the desire to talk forcibly, and said half-truthfully: "They won't say, I can only go to my Only the family can know the truth."

"we can only do this."

Adam had an ominous premonition in his heart, but he didn't mention it to Heather.

He naturally thought of the questions that Heather could think of.

It's just that he never expected that to happen again, so he only guessed that Heather's adoptive parents might be kidnappers, or they might have adopted her through some irregular channels.

"If you need money to take over the manor and farm, remember to call me."

Adam remembered one more thing and quickly reminded him.

In the United States, the so-called real estate and land always belong to the individual, and can be passed on to hundreds of generations, which is a false proposition.

Because all real estate in the United States needs to pay property tax every year, and the tax rate varies according to the location.

In remote and poor areas, the property tax is very low, maybe only a few per thousand.

However, in prosperous areas, the property tax was once as high as nearly 2%.

What is multiplied by this ratio is the value of the real estate, and this value follows the market.

That is to say, as the housing price increases, the property tax you have to pay will also increase accordingly.

Therein lies the problem.

If it is your ancestral real estate, the surrounding housing prices have increased significantly, resulting in a substantial increase in the value of your property and the proportion of property taxes. Apart from selling it, this appreciation will only bring you a burden.

And once it is sold and repurchased, how can there be an ancestral house that will be passed down forever from generation to generation?

The so-called people who can afford this kind of house are not short of this property tax?

That is also big talk.

A billionaire lives in a mansion worth tens of millions of dollars, and the property tax he needs to pay every year is as high as [-].

And do billionaires lack these two hundred thousand?

Sometimes it's missing!

Because net worth and cash flow are completely different concepts, when the funds are tight, in addition to selling assets, sometimes it is really impossible to get out even [-] yuan.

And once the property tax is not paid, the house that will always belong to you will be forcibly taken away and mortgaged for auction.

There is also the issue of inheritance.

The succession of the United States is also very annoying.

That is, the inheritance tax must be paid in full before the inheritance can be obtained.

And this inheritance tax is also levied according to the amount of inheritance, and the ratio can reach up to 50%.

Such a high inheritance tax forced those rich people to do charity one by one, and even donated their entire net worth at every turn.

Is there such a saint in the world who donates all his property to charity?

There may be one or two, but most people will never be able to do it.

But why are they all so enthusiastic about doing this?

Because charitable funds, except that a small part of the proceeds must be used for charity every year, the rest of the money is still at the discretion of the owner of the charitable fund.

Compared with the huge inheritance tax, this expenditure is completely negligible.

The rich have one after another a wide variety of family charitable funds. By donating money to their family charitable funds, and then transferring the control of the charitable funds to their children, they can avoid taxes to the maximum extent.

Of course, this kind of tax-avoiding charitable fund is essentially tax evasion and tax evasion. Naturally, not everyone sets it up. This is a capital game of the rich.

The capital is not close, and you want to donate all your wealth to charity?

Sorry, you are not qualified, you are not worthy.

The manor and farm that Heather's grandmother left to Heather probably belong to the latter category, so inheritance tax will be a big problem.

If Heather hadn't left a large amount of cash in advance to help her pay the inheritance tax first, then Heather would have a lot of trouble if she wanted to take over the estate smoothly.

Maybe, after a few years of delay, I still can't afford it, so I can only hand it over to the state...

Of course, with Adam around, Heather wouldn't be the captain of the United States.

"Well, I will."

A smile appeared on Heather's face again, and she answered sweetly.

　PS: There are more at night.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)