Chapter six hundred and nineteen Zhang Hua cry poor
"You said it's easy. More than 2,000 stores represent more than 2,000 individual industrial and commercial households!
Do you know how much a year's business administration fee is?" Zhang Hua glared at Yu Qingyang angrily.
According to relevant national laws, the industrial and commercial management fees of individual industrial and commercial households are charged from 1% to 1.5% of the turnover. However, it is difficult to calculate the turnover of individual industrial and commercial households in local areas, so we simply adopt a fixed fee, based on
Area or other valuation standards are used to charge industrial and commercial management fees.
For an individual industrial and commercial household, the monthly business management fee is one to two hundred yuan, or even higher.
"How much more can I get for three months' free rent?
Brother Hua, don’t be petty when doing things! Your financial income is only a few million a year!
You have to think about it. If these stores are rented out, how much will the tax be? How many jobs can be created?
How much increase in GDP can so many individual industrial and commercial households bring?" Yu Qingyang asked Zhang Hua with a smile.
He also knew that there was a shortage of money in the city and money was being spent everywhere. In Yu Qingyang's eyes, several million dollars was just a small amount of money, not as much as the money he spent to open his mouth and provide benefits to migrant workers.
However, Jeju is not rich, and a few million can be put to good use.
If you don’t know how expensive firewood and rice are, Zhang Hua, the secretary, is worried about money every day. He really wants to shout to Yu Qingyang, I am poor!
"Okay! Then as you said, I will waive the industrial and commercial management fee for one year!" Zhang Hua was still very courageous. Knowing that Yu Qingyang was right, he gritted his teeth and agreed.
I agreed with my mouth, but my heart really hurt, because millions were just gone!
Several million is enough to pay several school teachers for a year!
Zhang Hua felt distressed without the millions and didn't want to continue talking to Yu Qingyang. He ate some hastily and asked when Yu Qingyang would return to Quanshui, then got up and left home to go to work at the municipal party committee.
After Zhang Hua left, Yu Qingyang didn't stay long. Tongtong was still young and had to take a nap every day. His presence here affected Tongtong from taking a nap, so he said goodbye and left.
When he returned to Quanshui, it was already time to get off work. Yu Qingyang didn't go to the work and went straight home to rest.
"I used to say that your dad is away from home all day, but your dad comes back sooner or later. It's better for you. You run out all day, and you stay out for ten and a half months. You really treat your home as a hotel!" When he got home, he was greeted by his old man.
Fucking nagging.
Yu Qingyang laughed along with him and did not defend himself.
He knew that his mother was talking to Xia Xue. This was his mother's wisdom. His mother first nagged Yu Qingyang and scolded Yu Qingyang. Xia Xue was a little unhappy because Yu Qingyang was away from home every day.
, a little bit of resentment, has almost dissipated.
"The dishes cooked by my mother are still fragrant, even if they are delicacies from the mountains and seas, they are not as comfortable as the dishes cooked by my mother!" During the meal, Yu Qingyang tried to flatter his mother.
"Stop flattering me! The dishes my mother cooks are delicious, and I haven't seen you eat many meals at home!" My mother said, but she honestly gave Yu Qingyang a chopstick of the dish.
"I think so too! Isn't this busy? For me now, being able to eat my mother's food every day and sleeping with my wife and children in my arms every day is the happiest thing!
But his strength doesn’t allow him!
Who made me the chairman? Hundreds of thousands of people depend on me for their livelihood!
I feel comfortable eating my mother's cooking at home every day, but I'm worried that hundreds of thousands of people will have no food to eat!" Yu Qingyang sighed in a pretentious manner.
"You can! Will the earth stop spinning around without you?"
“I don’t know whether the earth can spin in circles without me, but it’s really impossible for Hua Yu to leave me!
Now that Hua Yu is carrying tens of billions of loans, he is like sailing against the current. If he does not advance, he will retreat! If Hua Yu moves forward a little slower, he may be crushed by tens of billions of loans!"
"Eat, eat! Don't talk about business when eating in the future!" Dad knocked on the table to remind Yu Qingyang.
But my heart felt sour. I had struggled all my life but had not saved much money. It had only been three years since my son graduated and he was talking about tens of billions. It was really a blow to his self-esteem.
After eating, they helped their mother clear the dishes. Yu Qingyang and Xia Xue watched TV with their mother for a while, and then they were driven back to the house to sleep.
My mother also got up and left to go to another house to be with her husband.
Xia Xue carried the child back to the house, while Yu Qingyang went to wash up.
After washing up, Yu Qingyang took care of the children while Xia Xue went to wash up.
The little guy took a long nap in the afternoon, and now he is in high spirits, waiting for a pair of big dark eyes to stare at Yu Qingyang.
Yu Qingyang stretched out his fingers and shook them on the little guy's head, teasing him.
His eyes followed Yu Qingyang's fingers as he moved back and forth, instead of laughing.
Now, except for the loud crying, the little guy's other sounds are still very vague. Even when he smiles, he only makes a "hmm" sound with the corners of his mouth raised.
"How is the hospital decoration going?" Xia Xue walked out of the bathroom and asked while wiping her hair.
"The decoration is complete! Medical equipment is being installed now, and it is estimated that it will be open for business in two or three months!" Although Yu Qingyang did not specifically take charge of the decoration preparations of the community hospital, he was always paying attention to the progress of the community hospital.
"I called Dean Wu today and he said that the hospital has insufficient funds and Hua Yu is still owed the renovation fee.
There is also the matter of medical staff. Five community hospitals are open at the same time, and there is still a huge gap in medical staff!" Xia Xue rolled her eyes at Yu Qingyang before speaking again.
Only then did Yu Qingyang realize that Xia Xue was asking for money after giving him a break.
"Tomorrow I will ask Chen Changyi to go to Dean Wu to help coordinate the loan! As for the gap in medical staff, we can only find a way to recruit people from major hospitals!" Yu Qingyang said while thinking about a way, "How about this!
We will use the Yiyi Health Fund to donate to major hospitals and donate inpatient or outpatient buildings. We ask for nothing else but to form a support pair with major hospitals! Let them send doctors to community hospitals for medical support!"
This is the reality of this society. Small hospitals down there are in urgent need of doctors and nurses, while big hospitals are in short supply of doctors, and nurses are even trying to get in.
"That's a way! Go talk to Tian Tian!"
The person in charge of Yiyi Health Growth Fund is Tian Tian. To use the fund to donate to build outpatient and inpatient buildings, naturally it has to go through Tian Tian.
"Sure, I'll tell you!" Yu Qingyang nodded readily and agreed, "I will link the Yiyi Health Growth Fund to the community hospital later, and directly provide assistance to children who have difficulty in seeing a doctor through the community hospital!"
"It's up to you, I have no objection!" Seeing Yu Qingyang's cheerful agreement, Xia Xue smiled sweetly.
"Little guy, what time is it, why are you still not sleeping?" Yu Qingyang looked a little depressed at his son who was lying on the bed, chasing Yu Qingyang with his eyes, trying hard to turn over.
Xia Xue understood Yu Qingyang's subtext, glanced at Yu Qingyang with misty eyes, picked up her son, started to breastfeed him, and coaxed him to sleep.