Chapter 195 Excessive taxes and miscellaneous taxes
Since being severely scolded and beaten by Sister Yu last time, Wang Kaiyun has been more than half awake, but he still has not given up.
From that day on, he no longer stared at the cuckoo obsessively. Instead, he created every opportunity to wait outside the gate of the spinning mill. When he saw the cuckoo coming out, he did not come close. When the cuckoo came home, he followed him far behind.
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He made a reasonable excuse for himself. This section of the road was a bit dark and not very safe. He was just kindly protecting a single girl back home, and had no evil intentions.
People can deceive themselves. As long as they are repeated enough times, they will believe it.
Du Juan didn't notice Wang Kaiyun hiding in the corner, and of course she didn't know he left quietly.
After the two got in the car, Du Juan snuggled up to Lu Ming naturally and then reached out to touch his face.
"Why have you lost weight recently? Is there anything bothering you?" Du Juan asked worriedly.
"No, I'm still the same as before. I'm helping Chairman Sheng handle some affairs these days." Lu Ming made up the story very well.
"You are so incapable of talking, why don't you say you miss Du Juan and make me lose weight?" Zhang Ziyang, who was driving in front, said with a smile.
"Shut up and drive your car." The two said at the same time.
"These are really two couples, they can keep the same pace when talking." Zhang Ziyang said with a smile.
The two people ignored him. Lu Ming asked something about Du Juan in the factory, and Du Juan just told a few things.
Du Juan asked Lu Ming what he was doing for President Sheng. Lu Ming could only say nonsense. After all, he couldn't tell anyone about the things he did, not even Zi Yang. He couldn't tell Du Juan how many times he had kidnapped.
A Japanese, who is still incarcerated, helped deliver a shipload of arms to the Communist Party's armed forces.
Only Sheng Youde knew everything about him. Others knew one thing but could not figure out the others. Even Yuan Mingzhu, who was closest to him, only knew that he helped his elder brother get the arms, but did not know that he and Mr. Dong
What was talked about.
"I said you two are serious. No one wants to beat you two together. Why are you separated? If you separate and miss each other, aren't you looking for trouble?" Zhang Ziyang said in confusion.
He discussed the future of Lu Ming and Du Juan with Cai Lian, and did not understand why they were separated now.
Cai Lian believes that Lu Ming must have his own ideas for doing this. Whether it is his personality or the way he works, it is beyond your reach, Zhang Ziyang.
Zhang Ziyang blew his beard and stared in anger, but he couldn't come up with a reason to refute Cai Lian.
According to Zhang Ziyang's understanding, Lu Ming was timid and was afraid that Yuan Mingzhu would be jealous, so he hurriedly sent Du Juan away.
However, Yuan Mingzhu has repeatedly publicly stated that she does not care about Du Juan and Lu Ming being together, as long as Du Juan is willing to accept his own identity.
The three people came to pick up Cai Lian at her residence, and then found a popular new restaurant to eat.
Seeing Cai Lian, Du Juan temporarily let go of Lu Ming and chatted passionately with Cai Lian. The two sisters had not seen each other for a long time, so naturally they had private things to say.
"Why don't you ask Sister Mingzhu to come with you? I thought she must be here?" Du Juan asked.
She thought Mingzhu would definitely come, and the reason why she didn't go to pick her up was because she had a car of her own. But when the food and drinks were served, there were still only the four of them.
"I called her but she refused to come. She has been obsessed with playing radio recently and is out of control." Lu Ming said with a bitter smile.
"What is a radio station? Is it fun?" Du Juan asked.
"It's very boring. Not many people would like that thing, but she just likes to play." Lu Ming said helplessly.
Indeed, most people think that sending and receiving telegrams is a very boring task. It is nothing more than the constant repetition and combination of tick-tock-tock, which becomes annoying after a long time.
For some reason, Yuan Mingzhu likes the sound of ticking. To her, the rhythm is beautiful and cool, more beautiful than any other music.
This kind of sound that can cross the sea and be transmitted thousands of miles away seems to have a magical power that firmly binds Yuan Mingzhu.
Cai Lian couldn't figure out what a radio station was. She was curious about Yuan Mingzhu's enthusiasm for sending and receiving newspapers, and didn't know what to say.
Of course Zhang Ziyang knew the purpose of the radio station, but he felt that a cold, iron guy had nothing to do with fun. He really couldn't figure out how anyone could use this for entertainment.
"Du Juan, you have learned a lot from managing the factory, right? Do you want to open a factory in the future?" Cai Lian asked.
Du Juan looked at Lu Ming shyly and said, "It depends on what he thinks. I don't know."
Lu Ming smiled and said: "We'll talk about the future in the future. It's always good to learn a skill. Maybe it will come in handy one day."
Cai Lian said: "I heard that many factories have closed down, and many rich people have committed suicide by jumping off buildings. It's very tragic."
Lu Ming and Zhang Ziyang were also silent. This kind of thing was reported in newspapers almost every day.
Affected by the global economic crisis, many small and medium-sized factories in Shanghai have also closed down. Many wealthy businessmen who were originally wealthy have invested all their wealth in the stock market. All their wealth has evaporated, and they still owe a lot of debt. Creditors come to your door every day to press for them, so they can only
Kill yourself.
Businesses are going bankrupt, businesses are dying, and we don’t know when it will end.
Zhang Ziyang also lost several hundred yuan in the stock market. Fortunately, he listened to Lu Ming and was just playing in the stock market and did not gamble all his wealth, otherwise he would just cry now.
"Our spinning mill is quite good and can still operate normally. Other spinning mills cannot make ends meet and are losing money every month. Several of them have closed down." Du Juan also sighed.
"Don't worry, Sheng's Spinning Factory is the leader in the industry and will not close down. As long as Shanghai still needs spinning and weaving, even if there is only one left, your factory will not close down." Lu Ming comforted Du Juan.
He knew what Sheng Youde was thinking. The spinning mill was the face of many Sheng companies. Even if he lost money, Sheng Youde would not let go easily. Moreover, during this economic crisis, his worth increased more than a hundred times.
When Lu Ming was not having anything to do, he often thought that when the stock market crashed, the only losses should be stocks in the stock market. Those things were just numbers, not real banknotes and gold and silver. How could the huge wealth of the world evaporate?
?
Has the evaporated wealth really disappeared, or has it flowed somewhere? Wealth is like water, it will flow according to certain rules.
He thought for a few days and finally understood that the wealth did not disappear, but was transferred to the hands of super rich people like Sheng Youde, because the rules of wealth flow were controlled by them.
He even wondered whether the economic crisis was manipulated by these super-rich people in order to harvest wealth around the world.
However, he only studied law and did not understand economics, nor could he explain how wealth harvesting was accomplished. These were just the results of his random thoughts.
If there is a result but no process, it is not enough to convince others. You can only keep it in your own heart, think about it and digest it yourself.
"I heard from the manager that the government's taxes have increased a lot, and the factory's biggest hole is right here. Half of the factory's hard-earned money has been taken away by the government." Du Juan is very concerned about the factory's financial situation.
, I carefully looked at the accounts every month, and found the crux of the problem.
Zhang Ziyang hummed: "The Nationalist government is busy recruiting soldiers and fighting wars. Even our police station has to donate money for guns, let alone factories. If this continues, I think the country will go bankrupt."
When Lu Ming was studying in the United States, his teacher Ferrander liked to discuss national civilization issues with him after class. Ferrander said that a country's land and deed tax policies can tell the degree of political civilization of the country, and it can also see the people's attitude towards the country.
attitude of trust.
Lu Ming didn't understand the meaning, so he asked the teacher for the secret.
Ferrand told him that in the late Qing Dynasty in China, a scholar named Wu Jianren wrote a book called "Secrets of Getting Rich", which said that someone bought a piece of land in Shanghai. A friend asked him if he had changed the Taoist deed, and he said "no".
The friend sneered and said, "You are an expert, so why don't you transfer the land deed to it when you buy it?"
Lu Ming doesn't understand, what is Daoqi? Why do smart Shanghainese turn to Daoqi?
It turns out that "Dao Deed" is a land lease contract for foreigners in China. This kind of contract must be sealed and recorded by the foreign consul and the Chinese Taoist Office at the same time, so it is called Dao Deed.
In the era when there were no formal property rights certificates, the land deed was equivalent to the land ownership certificate. You already had the land ownership certificate, but you had to exchange it for a land lease contract (dao deed). What do you want? It's very simple.
The only thing is to get protection from foreigners and avoid the excessive taxes and taxes imposed by the Qing government.