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Chapter 1620: Huge Profits Tax

Chapter 1620: Huge Profits Tax

The honeymoon is more than half over, and if Dr. Jin Hu does not refine the immortality liquid that lasts for tens of millions of years, he will either commit suicide or run away.

But where can we run?

He does know a few other strongholds, and he himself also owns a space star disk.

The key is, can I get out of Tianji City?

Look at the current School of Life Sciences. The controls are so airtight that one almost has to be monitored when using the toilet.

"How about going to Baojia Winery?"

Dr. Jin Hu still feels that there are many things in Sha Changsheng that are difficult for him to understand.

Today, while the Bao family was still shipping large quantities of goods, the government came.

It turned out to be a big boss from the Taxation Department.

Below the city lord's palace, there are agencies that handle various affairs.

The Department of Taxation is an agency under the jurisdiction of the Financial Secretary.

In Tianji City, everyone who does business and makes a living must pay taxes.

This is of course a matter of course.

Moreover, on the surface, Chennai will not let its public policies be unpopular.

Therefore, for thousands of years, no one has criticized the tax burden too much.

But today, the boss of the Taxation Department is a little girl from Chennai, named Jin Jiaojiao, who is a cousin of the Jin family. She is the current director of the Taxation Department.

This Jin Jiaojiao is rarely seen in normal times. After all, it is impossible for a director to personally come forward in matters such as tax collection.

But not only did Jin Jiaojiao come today.

Still came with a large number of tax police.

As soon as she walked in, she asked Mr. Bao to come and see her in person.

Of course, Father Bao did not dare to delay. He came in person and saw Jin Jiaojiao with her nostrils turned upward.

“Sir, isn’t it just about collecting taxes?

Why don't you, Lord Labor, come in person?

Moreover, my Bao family pays taxes according to regulations and on time, without any delay.

Since you are here, has anyone reported that my Bao family has evaded taxes?"

Father Bao was not a bad person. While joking, he filled a wine cup with a large amount of hero's blood and gave one to every tax policeman who came over.

"Business comes and we talk about business, but when we come to the door we are just guests.

The Bao family doesn't do much else, it just produces some wine.

Tax officials, don’t be offended, have a glass of wine to quench your thirst, and let’s talk slowly..."

In front of Jin Jiaojiao, not only was a large cup of hero's blood placed, but she was also quietly given an ancient ring captured by the Gods.

Jin Jiaojiao naturally put it away quietly.

She is a sideline, and the star coins she received from Kinnai are limited.

However, before that, Jinnai gave her a jar of Dr. Golden Fox's longevity liquid as a reward.

Her current lifespan is more than tens of millions of years, so she naturally doesn't need

This heroic blood.

However, her branch has also blossomed. Thousands of years ago, she gave birth to several children. At this time, she has blossomed and become the grandma of a family of hundreds of thousands of people.

Her descendants will not be able to drink Dr. Jin Hu’s longevity solution.

Scan the hero blood and mental power of this ring.

It turned out to be a hundred tons of hero blood.

This had to make Jin Jiaojiao smile immediately.

It's too generous.

Therefore, I immediately put down my arrogant official airs and started talking to Father Bao and Yan Yuese.

"Old Bao!

Your normal tax burden is paid on time and never in arrears.

He is a role model among many businesses.

I know this well.

However, this is your Bao family’s old home brew.

Let's not talk about this now.

Talk about your hero’s blood immortality bar!”

Father Bao knew that he was going to bleed profusely.

He said with a bitter face:

"Mr. Secretary, what you are saying is that our hero's blood cannot be taxed as ordinary home brew?"

Jin Jiaojiao laughed so hard that she confounded all sentient beings.

"Old Bao, you are still very enlightened!

Our Taxation Department, in order to stabilize the economy of Tianji City, has different levels of taxation.

For example, your home brewing business is not very profitable, so your tax bill is not high either.

However, your hero’s blood is really a huge profit!

I have a rough understanding. Even if all of your profits from a jar of wine are wholesaled to franchisees, the profit from each jar of wine should be no less than 10 billion star coins.

Did I say this correctly?"

Father Bao jumped up as if his butt was on fire.

"Master Secretary, how can you be so tall?

The cost of hero blood itself is tens of millions of times higher than ordinary drinks.

In addition, I cooperated with the great builder of water flow, and only the great builder himself carried out the last process. We don’t know what kind of rare resources were allocated in it.

After all, that is someone else’s intellectual property, and we, the Bao family, don’t dare to covet it.

But according to my estimation, the gross profit from a jar of hero blood is only 1.8 billion at most. No matter how much more... how is it possible..."

Jin Jiaojiao smiled and did not refute.

"Since we want to levy your windfall profits tax, there is a basis for it.

Otherwise, you can ask the Great Master of Water to come over and calculate for me the cost of his jar of hero blood?"

Father Bao looked embarrassed.

"The Great Architect of Shuiliu is currently busy decorating his courtyard.

I don’t know if I’m free now…”

Jin Jiaojiao immediately became furious.

She slapped the table with her jade hand and shouted angrily:

"A little wine brewer

, my tax department summoned him to settle accounts, how dare he not come?

Send someone out quickly.

We will wait for him here for an hour.

If you dare not come, we will tax you 30 billion per can of wine.

Charge an 80% profit tax!”

Father Bao's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten Xiang.

Why don’t you grab the 80% profit tax?

At this time he finally understood.

This matter was not the idea of ​​the Taxation Secretary, but the Lord of Chennai took action against the Bao family and the Great Master of Watershed.

Most of the star coins they grabbed must be snatched away.

Therefore, before he gave Jin Jiaojiao, not to mention a hundred tons of hero blood, even if he gave her ten thousand tons, the profit tax would not be reduced.

After thinking for a moment, Bao took out his communicator and made a video call with Lin Xi.

Lin Xi didn't say anything else after listening to Father Bao's narration.

"I'll go there..."

Lin Xi was originally inspecting the decoration of Sister Xianyuan's boudoir.

At this point, I realized that I couldn't escape this situation.

It had long been expected that Chennai would not let him empty out the entire Tianji City's star coins.

Therefore, he had already made a plan, so he was not nervous.

At this time, he settled down with Lao Suntou and continued to supervise the work, while he disappeared in a flash.

In a secluded corner, he took out his communicator and sent a message.

"Do it!"

He sent this message to Mo Ziran.

Mo Ziran appeared in Tianji City with another identity, and no one noticed anything unusual about him.

In the prison, Mo Ziran's clone had not yet exhausted its energy. It raised its head all day long, looking at the transparent dome of the cell, counting the soles of the big shoes that passed by.

During this period of time, he has used various means to slowly change the minds of those in charge of guarding the memory storage warehouse through thought control.

Instilled some greedy thoughts.

That is, they want to keep it to themselves and buy and sell memory memories privately.

Moreover, most of the guarding sergeants have succeeded.

Three of you, five of him, the theft was successful.

Whenever he is off duty, he will visit customers privately and try to sell them.

One after another, hundreds of thousands of memory devices have been stolen.

But Mo Ziran's plan went very smoothly.

Once a large amount of memory storage is stolen from the military department.

As for these sergeants, stolen goods were found in their homes, and they were even more likely to sell them.

Even if you give them 100 million mouths, they can't explain it clearly.

Didn't you steal it?

You didn't steal that much?

Okay, let me tell you first, when did you start stealing?

Just not long ago?

You are so dishonest, do you want to die?


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