Li Yuancai has the figure of a man, but has skin that is as delicate as other women's. Fortunately, his voice is very manly, and his acting style is also vigorous and straightforward. Without waiting for Lin Kun to ask back, he explained aggressively: "We
The Finance Department of Mobei has always been in a state of red deficit. The funds allocated by the state every year are limited, and it is not enough to cover basic people's livelihood. We have to borrow money from local banks every year."
"Leader Lin, let's not mention what you just said about leading the people to get rich. Let's just talk about changing the face of the city. Regarding urban planning and construction, it is a big project that costs a huge amount of money. We have applied for this money from the country many times, but we have been unable to do so.
There is no follow-up, we know that Leader Lin is appreciated by our country’s top leaders, why don’t you apply for this fee on our Mobei’s behalf?”
"hehe……"
Lin Kun smiled faintly, looked at Li Yuancai and said: "The funds given by the state to local areas every year have certain standards. As an autonomous region, Mobei's annual payments from the state belong to the middle and upper reaches. Looking back, Mobei has been in the middle and upper reaches over the years.
The tax revenue can almost be described as very little.
The ultimate reason for this problem is that the income of the people in Mobei is low, and the economic benefits of many enterprises are average. In addition, most of Mobei's resources are in the hands of a few big families, and the contribution of these big families to tax revenue is small.
It’s minimal, it’s a vicious cycle.”
After Lin Kun finished speaking, the expressions of everyone present changed slightly. The current problem in Mobei was no longer a secret, but it was rare for someone to dare to speak out so directly.
Especially with Lin Kun's current status, it's clear that he wants to go against a big family?
These people present, and even the entire Mobei family, have always fallen into a misunderstanding. They mistakenly used ordinary people's thinking to measure Lin Kun. While they overestimated themselves, they also underestimated Lin Kun too much.
In Lin Kun's eyes, whether these people present or the major families behind them, are they just a joke?
Li Yuancai spread his hands and made a sympathetic and helpless expression. He was still smiling. This smile was indeed unpleasant. In the past, Lin Kun would have walked over and slapped him.
But Lin Kun won't do that now. He hasn't done that for a long time. It was only when he was in his early twenties that he had such an explosive temper. Now he cares more about 'cost-effectiveness' and slaps him here.
It's a waste of energy to paint people's faces.
Li Yuancai said: "Leader Lin, what you said is all reasonable, but these problems are also the problems faced by the past leaders, including our leader Qiong Bai. This problem has never been solved, and our place in Mobei has always been
There is no development. I support Leader Lin’s dedication to serving the people, but without financial support, it is just like us ordinary people living at home. As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clever woman to make a meal without rice.”
After Li Yuancai finished speaking, the other people did not echo loudly, but they could still whisper in whispers. Those who dared to speak out, no matter how loud their voices were, belonged to their group.
Lin Kun ignored Li Yuancai, but looked at everyone at the scene and said: "Who is the Director of Transportation?" (It's not that Er Dou doesn't know the official title, so he won't be blocked)
"I."
A man in his fifties stood up and said: "Zhao Qingming, Secretary of Transportation, has met Leader Lin."
Lin Kun said: "Director Zhao, starting from today, overweight trucks will not be allowed to pass on all main traffic roads in Mota City. Can this be done?"
Zhao Qingming frowned slightly and said with a smile: "Leader Lin, I must implement your order, but if you do this, it will affect the operation of most of the companies in our city. When the time comes, these companies will come to our government, and public opinion will
I’m afraid it’s not good.”
Lin Kun said: "Don't worry about this. If someone really comes to the city government, I will just deal with it."
Zhao Qingming smiled and said: "Okay, then I will make arrangements!"
Lin Kun looked at the group of people again, "Director of Taxation?"
At this time, a woman in her forties stood up and said, "Taxation Department Zhao Fengyue has met Leader Lin."
Lin Kun said: "Director Zhao, how many mining companies are there in Mota City?"
Zhao Fengyue smiled sweetly. He was in his forties, with exquisite makeup on his face. He was wearing the work clothes of the tax department. He was sassy and a bit charming. "Leader Hui Lin, there are two companies with registered capital of over 100 million.
There are six companies with more than 50 million yuan, 17 companies with more than 10 million yuan, and a total of 39 companies with small-scale operations under 10 million yuan."
Lin Kundao: "What was the total tax paid by these 64 mining companies last year?"
Zhao Fengyue smiled and said: "The total is one thousand seven hundred and two hundred and thirty-five thousand three hundred and eighty-nine cents."
Everyone in the conference room laughed and praised Zhao Fengyue: "Director Zhao has a good memory."
"Director Zhao, you actually remember clearly how many cents you have. No wonder everyone is talking about you in private." (10)
Others booed, and Lin Kun said calmly: "Director Zhao, what is our annual tax revenue in Mota City?"
Zhao Fengyue said with a smile: "The total tax revenue of Mota City for the whole year is 213,457,681 yuan and 67 cents."
Lin Kun smiled and nodded, "Everyone in China knows that our Mobei is a major mining area. One-fifth of the minerals needed by all walks of life in China are shipped out from Mobei every year. Annual sales
At least 100 billion, but in the end the taxes paid are pitifully small..."
The expression on Zhao Fengyue's face changed slightly, and the charming smile turned a bit cold, "Leader Lin, I'm afraid you may have misunderstood. Our mining industry in Mobei is in the hands of hereditary families, and
Where China was founded, the first generation of senior leaders made promises to the hereditary families in Mobei. According to the rules that have been continued for a long time, there is nothing wrong with the low taxes paid by the hereditary families in Mobei." (
zero one)
"unless……"
The smile on Zhao Fengyue's face returned, with a hint of lust in her charm, "Leader Lin, you want to overthrow the rules set by our elders in the early days of the founding of the Chinese People's Republic of China."
Lin Kun laughed and said: "Director Zhao, don't put such a big hat on my head. Now I just suspect that there is a problem with Mota City's taxation, not just Mota City, but the entire desert."
There are problems with taxation in the north. I hope you can send your people, or it would be best if you could come forward in person, to check the accounts of various mining companies."
Zhao Fengyue said with a smile: "There is no problem in checking the accounts, but many big families must be quite convincing about your distrust of them. Leader Lin, you have just come to the officialdom, and you will still have a long time to come. With these
The feud between big families is bad for your future..."
Lin Kun interrupted and said: "Director Zhao, if there is no problem in the implementation, then please." (To be continued)