When talking about the 1990s, there is one event that cannot be ignored, and that is the 1990 Asian Games.
For Chinese people born in the 1980s or older generations, the Beijing Asian Games is an indelible memory.
It was the first large-scale international event held in New China. The whole country contributed manpower and money to build a large number of modern infrastructure and landmark buildings around the event.
China used this Asian Games to show the world its determination to open up and achieved brilliant results.
But many people only saw its glory, but failed to see the discordant events before and after the Asian Games.
Domestic social and economic turmoil and Western countries sanctions China.
Russian President Yeltsin withdrew from the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, and the Soviet Union was in turmoil.
Once Lako invaded Kvit, the Gulf crisis was triggered and the sky over West Asia was covered with dark clouds.
The two Germanys were reunited after decades of division.
This Asian Games is floating in these thrilling rapids.
However, this Asian Games was a complete success. Its success not only served to unite people and enhance social enthusiasm, but also brought vitality to the economy that had been gloomy for more than two years.
The invasion of Kvit also brought new life to China.
The invasion of Kuwait by Iraq triggered the Gulf crisis and led to a rise in oil prices, which the United States could not tolerate.
The United States decided to attack three major trees.
If we want to take action against the three big trees, we must obtain China's support. Even if China does not support us, we cannot oppose it.
After all, the veto in China's hands is not to be regarded as a painting.
As a result, the Western sanctions on China, which had just begun, were relaxed, and China also got a rare chance to breathe.
Every night, the people of Jiangwei would gather in front of the TV to watch the Asian Games special of the day, and the most talked about topics during the day were also related to the Asian Games.
Probably the only person who doesn’t watch the Asian Games is Wan Feng.
There was no other reason, because he knew many events of this Asian Games, and he even remembered clearly how many gold medals China won in the end.
Puzzles whose answers he knew held no appeal to him.
There are still five days before the closing of the Asian Games. Yang Jianguo drove his car with Wan Feng through Huanghui Village.
He was planning to go to Wuquan in Heijiao to see whether the relocation work in the Wuquan Development Zone had started.
Although it is unlikely that relocation will begin immediately in winter, the preliminary work should have begun.
When passing Liu Shengguang Oil Mill, Wan Feng asked Yang Jianguo to stop the car.
It seems like I haven't been to Liu Shengguang's oil mill since spring, and I don't know how he has been doing in the past six months.
There were many horse-drawn carts and three-wheeled vehicles delivering soybeans in the yard of the oil mill.
But there was a sidecar motorcycle parked at the door.
The reason why Wan Feng stopped the car was because he saw that there seemed to be some quarrel in the yard of the oil mill, and there were two policemen.
Yang Jianguo drove the car to the oil mill and got out.
As soon as I got out of the car, I heard a sharp voice: "Are you going to hand it over or not? If not, I'll take you to the police station!"
"No! I just won't hand it over!"
"Captain Liu! You see, this is considered profiteering and tax evasion. He should be taken back to the police station for a lecture."
"Liu Shengguang! If you don't pay the money, we are really going to take you back." A man in police uniform said to Liu Shengguang.
Judging from the tone of their voice, the police seemed to know Liu Shengguang.
"No! They're asking for money like crazy. I'll pay whatever they say."
"Liu Shengguang! Then we won't be polite, Xiao Zhao! Take him in the car."
Wan Feng frowned. The police in the 1990s and the millennium...it's better not to mention them.
If Liu Shengguang was taken to the police station, he would inevitably be beaten.
He took a few quick steps and walked into the crowd: "Comrade police, slow down!"
The two policemen stopped what they were doing and looked back at Wan Feng.
"Who are you?"
"I'm Liu Shengguang's friend. I want to ask what happened?"
"Since you are his friend, then persuade him. If he doesn't pay taxes, the consequences will be serious."
It turned out to be tax.
When Liu Shengguang saw Wan Feng coming, he actually looked like he wanted to cry.
Wan Feng glared at him fiercely: "Paying taxes legally is a citizen's obligation. Tell me why you don't pay taxes?"
"Brother! If we can afford the business, we can afford to pay the tax, but the tax has to be paid to the local authority, right? Ask him how much tax he wants me to pay?"
Wan Feng turned to the man in the tax uniform.
"Comrade, how much tax does this small oil mill have to pay?"
"A small oil mill? An oil mill that buys millions of kilograms of beans is a small oil mill? 20,000 yuan in land tax isn't too much, right?"
Twenty thousand! That's really too much.
The annual profit of Liu Shengguang's oil mill is around 40,000 yuan. You have to pay 20,000 yuan in taxes, and then add all the other troubles. Is there anything left?
"Comrade! Are you mistaken? Who said we could buy millions of pounds of beans? That's nonsense!"
There were two people collecting taxes. The one who spoke was in his forties, and the other was a younger man.
"Who are you calling nonsense?" The middle-aged tax officer glared at Wan Feng.
"Comrade! Don't be angry, I'm not talking about you. No matter what tax it is, there is a standard. For an oil mill of Liu Shengguang's size, the standard tax is 2,000 yuan a year. You're asking for 20,000 yuan. That's unacceptable! Can we discuss it?"
"No room for negotiation. If he pays a penny less, I'll arrest him and detain him today."
This is a bit tricky.
The most likely possibility is that Liu Shengguang offended this person, otherwise such a thing would not have happened.
The most likely possibility is that they asked for benefits from Liu Shengguang but their requests were not met.
"Brother! This guy came to me a few days ago and asked..."
"Hmm!" Wan Feng coughed and interrupted Liu Shengguang, not letting him finish his words.
If I say it out loud, we'll be at loggerheads and there'll be no turning back.
The matter has become clear. The tax collector was indeed asking for benefits from Liu Shengguang. I don’t know if he was too greedy or for some other reason, but Liu Shengguang refused.
This is what I'm looking for.
Wan Feng had dealt with these taxed people in his previous life. He had also been a self-employed individual. Before the tax was abolished, they were also very powerful. If he met a good one, it was okay, but if he met a bad one, he would treat them like a big shot.
Sometimes it's just lawless.
Wan Feng pulled a pack of Shilin cigarettes from his pocket, took out a cigarette and handed it over: "Comrade! What's your name?"
The other party did not take Wan Feng's cigarette.
"What?! Do you know my name so you can retaliate?"
"Comrade! Look where you're going, smoking!"
"Won't!"
Wan Feng had no choice but to put the cigarette back.
"Comrade, let's discuss this. Can you please give me some face?"
"Giving you face? Where are you from?"
"I'm from Wulu Township."
"Wulu Township? This is the territory of Heijiao Township. Why should I give you face? Who do you think you are?"
Liu Shengguang rushed over with a shout and was grabbed by Wan Feng.
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