One day some time ago Mr Smith and the Franklin Brothers, all from Europe, came to my office. Construction of a factory, where they would build large products for export, was almost finished. They were accompanied by Mr Smith’s Thai assistant Cat (obviously of the 3rd sex) who presented herself not only a Mr. Smith’s assistant, but in Thai language also as his wife. I’m not sure whether Mr. Smith was aware of the latter claim, but I’m sure his European wife wasn’t.
Mr Smith and Cat met sometime before in a bar and had enjoyed a good working relationship since. Cat had been taking care of all Mr. Smith’s affairs where it came to interaction with the Thai speaking environment.
Mr. Smith had already started his production in the factory of another farang Mr. Jones, who happened to have some space left. By the time the first products were sold and almost ready for delivery, the future looked bright and it was time to build their own factory.
As Mr. Smith was not heavily stacked with cash, investors where needed and found at a trade exhibition in Europe. The Franklin brothers were interested in both the product and in investing. Money was glooming in their eyes because Mr. Smith’s product seemed to be in popular demand.
The Franklin Brothers, both seasoned business man and entrepreneurs, traveled to Thailand to inspect the project. They stayed at Mr. Smith’s beautifully renovated luxurious mansion. After a week of tropical sun, drinks, golf and a look at the products they decided to go for it! Not in the least bit worried by the unusual lifestyle of Mr. Smith and the rather odd personalities populating his house, they transferred considerable amounts of money to Mr. Smith.
Now Mr. Jones, from whom production space was rented, was married to a Thai lady and her brother knew a plot of land nearby that was excellent to build the new factory. Cat negotiated a deal complete with clearing and filling up of the land. The seller was able to arrange all that at almost no cost. Plans for the building were copied from somewhere else and, a construction permit was arranged by Cat and the local authorities. A local builder was hired and construction would be finished in a few months.
The reason for their visit to my office was that the Franklin Brothers heard about the attractiveness of BOI (Board Of Investment) facilities, including tax holidays and 100% foreign ownership of the land, etc.
Mr. Smith was of the opinion that this was not necessary at all, together with Cat and some of her friends every aspect of the business including legal matters and accounting was completely under control. BOI would bring them nothing but enormous administrative burdens and the need to acquire an ISO certification, all a waste of time. It was obvious that Mr Smith hated paperwork insisting also that for what he did a work permit was not necessary another reason to keep the BOI accountants far away!
The Franklin Brothers insisted and as they where by now the major shareholders, not counting Cat, the process of a BOI application was started. Not unusual but dangerous was the fact that Cat was the majority shareholder, as she and her friends volunteered in taking the usual 51% of the shares in their names.
In order to qualify for BOI some of the more important requirements are:
- an operating permit for the factory
- a proper financial accounting system
- a business plan
A business plan had never been there, but that could always be drawn-up, no problem.
In preparing the operating permit, to be applied for as soon as the factory was ready, we discovered that the factory was almost finished in a green area. In green area’s no production activities, certainly not those intended were permitted. A closer inspection of the construction permit pointed out that after creative maneuvering of Cat and the local authorities a permit for a warehouse was issued. Revision to a production facility was impossible in this location.
The second problem was the financial accounting being a complete mess, full of all kinds of handwritten receipts and notes of cash payments. Even the building was paid in cash because the builder preferred not to write invoices. After weeks of tedious work of our accounting staff the reason for Mr. Smith’s collection of handwritten receipts become clear as became the reason for the large collection of pen’s and pencils on his desk.
Mr. Smith was convinced that Thailand was cheap enough in the eyes of the Franklin Brothers even if it was a bit more expensive. Until now nobody had been checking prices and number of goods received so it was easy to add a number here and there resulting in some extra cash. After all Mr. Smith was working hard for it here under terrible Thai circumstances. Looking at the whole picture my accountant was convinced that the “miss writings” were only the top of the iceberg at a total of over half a million Baht. Some inquiries with suppliers we happened to know learned that many other invoices were originally miss written making the true size of the fraud hard to discover.
Guess what’s the moral of the story? That where there is greed there often is no moral!