The so-called respect for the elderly activity is to distribute New Year supplies to the elderly over 70 years old in the village at the level of 10 yuan per person.

Caring for the elderly is a good deed, and it is led by the leaders of the township government, which can be considered one of the political achievements.

The face belongs to the township government, but the Huang family has to take the money.

And it's not just this year, but this amount of money needs to be paid every year.

If the Huang family is unwilling, the township government will not force them, but the school land will not be rented to them. Instead, it will be rented to investors who are willing to sponsor activities to respect the elderly.

Originally the rent and terms for the land had been agreed upon, but now they inexplicably ask for an extra 2,000 yuan per year, which is a disguised 20% rent increase. No one would agree to that.

Huang Zhiqiu and Huang Kailin were dumbfounded when they heard the conditions proposed by Secretary He, but Yun Mo was not too surprised.

As early as when she ran into Mayor Lu having private dinner with a businessman from Zhejiang Province, she had a vague premonition that something might happen with this piece of land.

"Director He, when we rented the land, the rent and conditions were already agreed upon. Now that the contract has been signed, you are asking for more money for no reason. I'm afraid this is against the rules."

Secretary He showed an apologetic and guilty look, "This is my fault. I didn't tell you clearly in advance, but the rule of respecting the elderly was already decided by the leaders above, and the document was issued a long time ago."

As he spoke, Secretary He handed a notice to Yun Mo and the Huang family.

"Look, this is a notice that was sent out last September. The date is still written on it. I really didn't lie to you."

The notice did state that foreign investors would be responsible for hosting activities to respect the elderly, but judging by the condition of the paper and the colour of the font, it did not look like it was printed a few months ago.

Yun Mo knew the whole thing clearly, but she didn't say anything. There was no point in arguing about the authenticity of the notice.

“Secretary He, we signed a land lease contract, and it was clearly written in the contract that in addition to the rent, the additional condition was to help the village build a road. From beginning to end, you never mentioned respecting the elderly.

Now you suddenly want us to pay an extra 2,000 yuan a year. To put it bluntly, people are greedy. How do I know if you will ask us for money under other pretexts next time after I pay this money?"

Hearing that Yun Mo seemed to be willing to pay the money, Secretary He became hesitant.

Village head Lu’s goal is to get the Huang family to give up the land voluntarily.

In the eyes of Village Chief Lu, the Huang family is just poor country folk and it is impossible for them to be willing to spend money on their elderly care.

"Miss Yun, do you mean that you are willing to bear the cost of respecting the elderly?"

"Yes, I am willing to do so. Respecting the elderly is a great thing to accumulate merit and virtue. We have no reason to refuse."

Huang Zhiqiu and Huang Kailin had no idea what Yun Mo was up to, but when they heard that Yun Mo was about to take out 2,000 yuan without blinking, they became extremely anxious.

"Director He, this is not a trivial matter. Please wait for us to discuss it privately first..."

Huang Zhiqiu said to Secretary He.

Yun Mo turned around and held Huang Zhiqiu's hand. "Mom, let me handle this. It's almost time for dinner. You and grandpa should go cook first. I agreed with Master You yesterday that if you do the work, you will get two meals. We are people of our word. If they do the work, we should prepare hot meals and dishes for them at the appointed time."

Huang Kailin deliberately responded loudly, "Momo, you are right. People should be honest in everything they do. If a person loses his integrity, it is like a tree without roots!"

Secretary He knew that Huang Kailin was mocking him, but he couldn't say anything to refute him and could only play deaf and dumb in embarrassment.

"Momo, you..."

Huang Zhiqiu was obviously worried and stood there without moving.

Yun Mo smiled and comforted, "Mom, please believe me, I won't do anything I'm not sure of."

Hearing this, Huang Zhiqiu got up and went to the kitchen to cook.

"Secretary He, our bamboo weaving factory is willing to provide funds for the elderly, but I also have a condition. The township government must sign a written guarantee that it will never ask the bamboo weaving factory to pay money in the future under any name."

Yun Mo's willingness to pay the money was obviously beyond He's expectations.

Yun Mo smiled and said, "Then I'll wait for your news."

After politely seeing Secretary He off, Ling Chuan could no longer hold back the doubts in his heart.

"Wife, this respect for the elderly event has to be held every year, which means we have to pay an extra 2,000 yuan every year. This is not a small amount."

"Yes, Momo, this is not 200 yuan, but 2,000 yuan. The bamboo weaving factory is not just ours. We have to sit down and discuss it with others."

Huang Zhiqiu and Huang Kailin came out of the kitchen at some point and tried to persuade Yun Mo.

After everyone finished speaking, Yun Mo smiled and explained her intention.

"Mom, Grandpa, do you know that private enterprises have to pay taxes?"

"Taxes?"

Judging from the surprised expressions of Huang Zhiqiu and Huang Kailin, they were obviously not clear about paying taxes.

In fact, it is not surprising. The reform and opening up has only been in place for a few years, and the tax system is still in its infancy. Not to mention the rural areas where information is blocked, even ordinary citizens in cities have no concept of paying taxes.

Yun Mo briefly explained to the father and daughter the tax obligations of every citizen.

"Under the current tax policy, if we earn 10,000 yuan a year, we have to pay 1,300 yuan in taxes alone."

Huang's father and daughter were shocked when they heard this. "We have to pay so much tax?"

"This is not a lot. The bamboo weaving produced by our bamboo weaving factory is classified as agricultural products, and the tax is 13%. If it is other manufacturing and daily chemical industries, the tax is 35%.

Now, you should know why the township government regretted not renting the land to us, right?"

“Is it because we pay less taxes?”

"That's one reason. On the other hand, they probably think our bamboo weaving factory is too small to be of good quality."

After listening to Yun Mo's explanation, Huang Kailin also became a little angry.

"Since they look down on us, we won't rent their land anymore. Otherwise, we will have to pay 2,000 yuan every year for nothing! Do they think our money comes from the wind?"

Yun Mo still smiled, "Grandpa, this 2,000 yuan is not for nothing. The Public Welfare Donation Law stipulates that corporate donations can be used to offset 12% of the annual profit tax.

That is to say, if we pay this 2,000 yuan and our annual profit exceeds 20,000 yuan, we can pay 2,000 yuan less in taxes."

After hearing this, Huang's father and daughter suddenly realized.

"Momo, according to what you said, as long as our factory can earn 20,000 yuan a year, we can earn back the 2,000 yuan?"

"Yes, and we can also gain a good reputation for charity, which is good for the development of our bamboo weaving factory."

"But can our bamboo weaving factory make so much money in a year?"

"Nothing is difficult in this world if we put our minds to it. As long as we work together, we can easily raise 20,000 yuan, not to mention 20,000 yuan."

Huang Zhiqiu was amused by Yun Mo's words, "You are too arrogant, kid."

Yun Mo smiled but said nothing.

200,000 is nothing. Her goal is to expand the bamboo weaving factory beyond Anshi, across the country, and even internationally.

(End of this chapter)