Chapter 307: The right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life
Fang Jing never does anything illegal, he never did it before, and he never will in the future. This is his bottom line.
The entertainment industry is inherently a place of right and wrong, and pornography, gambling, and drugs should not be involved. If you are not careful, you can easily fall into the trap and ruin your acting career.
If the original track remains unchanged, next year will be the time of the Great Purge, and a large number of people will expose tax evasion cases. Maybe someone will investigate them now. How can Fang Jing possibly evade taxes at this juncture?
Yu Xiaowei glanced around and whispered: "Isn't there a Yin-Yang contract or something?"
"No!" Fang Jing laughed.
He knew Yu Xiaowei's worries. Most of the current active traffic stars have experienced yin and yang contracts.
Taxes in the entertainment industry are very heavy, reaching up to more than 30%. For those with annual incomes of hundreds of millions, they have to take desperate risks.
What is a yin and yang contract? When I went to the crew to film a movie, I was originally paid 10 million, but the artist was afraid that too much tax would be deducted from the salary, so he only received 5 million on the surface. The remaining 5 million was signed into a contract, and he was given privately without going out of pocket.
In this way, at least millions of dollars in taxes can be avoided.
The Yin-Yang Contract is not a secret. Many people, not to mention insiders, even ordinary people know about it. Some bloggers also broke the news in the early years, but no one cared about it, and in the end nothing happened.
"Really?" Yu Xiaowei looked unbelieving.
Who doesn’t play this trick now!!
"Really not!" Fang Jing spread his hands, "My donations from the charity foundation alone are enough to pay my taxes for a year, there is no need!!"
"I don't care what others do, but in Nanjing, from me to the security guards, everyone pays the same tax."
"In my territory, if I find out about tax evasion, I will fire them and send them directly to the police station without telling them."
There are two things that Fang Jing hates most. The first is owed wages to migrant workers, and the second is tax evasion.
He doesn't understand. He can drive a luxury car, live in a villa, and have money from the girls at the club to give him warmth. Why should he be greedy for such a small advantage?
"In that case! Then I agree to join Nanjing Entertainment!" Yu Xiaowei nodded, "But I have promised in advance that I will not do anything illegal, and you should not help me get any "benefits" when I pay my salary. I will pay the taxes.
No less."
“A pleasure to work with!!”
Ten minutes later, Fang Jing came down the mountain with a relaxed expression, looking at the mountain scenery and feeling very happy.
He originally planned to pay more benefits, but he didn't expect that Yu Xiaowei was worried about having too much money. Now that it's fine, it saves him money in vain.
I don’t know what this person is thinking? He doesn’t look stupid.
Suddenly, Fang Jing paused in his steps. He didn't know what he thought of, and his expression changed.
Yes! How many people are fools these days?
Is Yu Xiaowei stupid? Definitely not, so why does he repeatedly emphasize not to evade taxes or make illegal money?
"Is there some gossip? The higher-ups are going to take action?"
Although Yu Xiaowei and others are not famous, they have access to many more things than people like Fang Jing.
Wu Gang, in particular, is a national first-class actor and has a wide network of contacts. Many of the veterans of Yanjing People's Art Theater work in relevant departments. If there is any trouble at the top, they will definitely know about it immediately.
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"Teacher Wu, are you here too?"
The next day, when Fang Jing changed his clothes and stood at the door of the hotel to meet Xiaowei, Wu Gang, Zhang Zhijian and Li Jianyi, all dressed in sportswear, were already exercising.
"I heard from you that you are going for a run. I just came last night and happened to be with you all."
"That's a good feeling!"
Within a few minutes, Yu Xiaowei came out of the hotel and the senior running group started running.
This place is not far from Qingcheng Mountain, only a few kilometers away. Fang Jing has no intention of taking a car to the foot of the mountain and starting running again.
It was past six o'clock, the day was bright, there were very few pedestrians on the road, there were no paparazzi taking photos, and no fans watching, so the scene was rarely quiet.
In the first ten minutes, everyone was still together. After ten minutes, the team began to lose touch, and Li Jianyi was the first to fall behind.
Wu Gang turned around and laughed loudly, shouting: "You can buy me dinner tonight. Let's go first. I'll wait for you at the top of the mountain."
Li Jianyi, with his hands on his knees and gray hair, gasped for air and shook his head with a bitter look on his face.
He is the oldest among this group of people. He usually neglects exercise and naturally runs.
Fifteen minutes later, at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Wu Gang wiped his sweat and said to Fang Jing beside him: "Young man, you are not strong enough!"
Now there are only two of them, Zhang Zhijian and Yu Xiaowei have already disappeared from the front.
"With too little exercise, I can't compare to you seniors!"
Regardless of whether the ground was dirty or not, Fang Jing sat down directly on the stone steps. Now his chest was like a bellows and he almost died.
Among the people, the one who surprised him the most was Zhang Zhijian, who was nearly sixty years old.
Although he is a few years older, his physical strength is not that good. When Zhang Zhijian wiped his sweat with his clothes, Fang Jing could clearly see his eight-pack abs.
"Whoop, whoop!"
Wu Gang was also a little tired. He followed Fang Jing's example and sat on the stone steps. He rested for two minutes before taking a sip of the mineral water in his hand.
"Yesterday, Xiaodu told me everything. I also know about your affairs. If you have a right path, just follow it and don't engage in crooked things."
Fang Jing was stunned for a moment when he suddenly said it. After he realized it, he asked in a low voice, "Is there really someone who wants to investigate?"
Without saying anything, Wu Gang nodded, looked at the bottle in his hand, and chuckled: "Your foundation is good, and it has benefited many people. They even praised you two days ago."
"You haven't been in the industry for a long time, so don't be tainted by those unhealthy tendencies."
"Yes!" Fang Jing nodded heavily, "Teacher Wu, what I told you last time..."
"No!" Wu Gang waved his hand, "I can't stand the constraints, and there are a lot of things going on in the theater. If you have a good script, I can act it without asking you."
"But Lao Zhang is willing. You can talk to him later. He is not young and will not be able to stay in the theater for long. He is retiring soon. Instead of just sitting at home and raising his grandson, he might as well film with you."
"Thank you, Teacher Wu!"
"Why are you thanking me? I should be the one thanking you."
Not everyone has no desires and needs, so who would mind having too much money? Wu Gang has no choice. Acting is not the first priority in his career, and he has other responsibilities.
Different from others, Zhang Zhijian does not have a huge fortune, but he still needs money. He can live on the salary from the theater, but it is only enough to survive.
People who do drama are all very poor.
Once you retire, your salary will be very small, you will have no savings for the rest of your life, and your life will be difficult. If you follow Fang Jing, you can at least live without worries about food and clothing.
Earning two to three million a year is not a problem. After three to five years, when you can no longer act, you can go home and enjoy a happy life.
"Okay, it's almost time to rest. It's time to continue running! Lao Li will catch up in a while."
At eight o'clock, the red sun was rising. Fang Jing stood on the top of the mountain, and the golden sun illuminated his face red.
On the way up, he and Wu Gang met Mo Yunxiu, who was also going up the mountain. When he saw him, he snorted coldly and turned around to go elsewhere.
Wu Gang was confused and thought he had offended someone, until he heard Fang Jing talking about his "grievance" with Taoist Mo and laughed and cursed.