If we were to say which government agency was the most chaotic in the 1990s and 2000s, it would probably be the public security department or the tax department.
Especially in rural areas, these two systems are the ones that farmers deal with most with state agencies.
No matter what business you do, you will have to deal with taxes.
Take the rural market as an example. If you sell things at the market, you will usually encounter three taxes in those two eras: stall fee, local tax and national tax, each one yuan.
Taxes in some industries may be slightly higher.
Since Wan Feng started doing business in Wahou, he has not dealt with various tax matters very often. At first, he was affiliated with the Wahou team, and later he relied on the Jiangwei group.
During this period, tax issues were the collective responsibility, and he didn't care. He just paid a certain amount of money to Wahou or Jiangwei every year and that was it.
Later, when he started working on his own, he became a major taxpayer right from the start and suddenly became the key protected person by leaders at all levels in Wulu Township at all times.
If they want to achieve political achievements while in office, they really have to rely on the Nanwan Group. Therefore, Wan Feng has not really encountered any difficulties in industrial and commercial taxation in Jiangwei.
Of course, when the tax officials come to Nanwan Group to collect taxes, it is harmless to have a meal and give some gifts.
The cooperation between the two sides is still very pleasant.
It is precisely because of this that although Wan Feng himself does not deal with local and national tax officials personally, the people in Wulu Industrial and Commercial Taxation all know Wan Feng, and these people treat him very well wherever he goes in Wulu.
But that was only in the Wulu area, and Huang Hui belonged to Heijiao Township. It was normal that people didn't know you and didn't piss on you.
When Liu Shengguang heard the other party say who Wan Feng was, he got angry and rushed up to beat him up in a fit of impulse.
Fortunately, Wan Feng pulled him back, otherwise things would have gotten out of hand.
"Oh! You still want to hit someone! Chief Liu! Did you see that? This kid wants to hit me, catch him!"
Since he is called Director Liu, this person with the surname Liu is either the director or the deputy director.
The man called Liu looked at Wan Feng and then at Wan Feng's car parked outside the yard. He didn't say a word or move.
Although Wan Feng was wearing casual clothes, he felt that this young man was not simple.
There are hundreds of bosses of all sizes in Wulujiangwei, and this young man must be one of them.
But none of these bosses have ever heard of owning a car, unless...
Anyone who can make it to the level of director is not an idiot and can distinguish between the important and the unimportant.
"Come on, kid! Come and fight me! I'll let you." Seeing that the people from the police station didn't move, the local tax officer probably thought it would be difficult to arrest them if they didn't take action, so he actually took the initiative to confront them.
Wan Feng scratched his head: I met a tough guy with no emotional intelligence at all.
He took a deep breath and said, "Comrade! Does this mean that I have to pay the money?"
"Not even one less piece will do!"
Wan Feng nodded. "Okay! I'll pay for Liu Shengguang. Brother Yang! Bring me 20,000 yuan."
Liu Shengguang was anxious: "Brother! You can't pay this! If you pay this, you will have to pay this much money every year."
"It's okay, just give it to him first, and you'll have to return it later."
The middle-aged land tax officer sneered: "You still want to return it, what are you thinking?"
"Haha! I'm doing this for your own good. I'm afraid you'll retire after you refund the money."
The other party obviously didn't understand the meaning of this.
Yang Jianguo brought 20,000 yuan and Wan Feng gestured to give it to him.
The other party took the money and gave Wan Feng a receipt.
Wan Feng took it, glanced at it, and handed it back. "Give me a formal receipt. Don't try to fool me with something like an IOU. I'm telling you straight up: I could let you go home and farm with just that receipt, but I don't want to do that."
It's obvious that the receipt is not an authentic receipt.
At that time, there were no computers connected to the Internet, and the bills were printed by printing houses, which left some illegal people with opportunities to exploit loopholes.
Fake invoices and fake receipts are nothing new.
Ordinary people can hardly tell the real from the fake in these things.
If it weren't for Wan Feng, Liu Shengguang would not be able to tell the truth from the false in the situation he is facing now.
The other party issued a fake receipt and took the money, then went back to issue you a real receipt for 2,000 yuan, and the remaining 18,000 yuan might have been divided up.
If you don't notice, it will be the same next year. If you find that people don't recognize you as a farmer when you go to court, what can you do?
These principles do exist.
This time the other party didn't say anything and gave Wan Feng another receipt.
Then Wan Feng watched the other party turn around and leave, and Chief Liu even nodded at Wan Feng.
The two policemen left on motorcycles, and the two land tax collectors left on bicycles.
"Wan Feng! That guy came to me a few days ago and asked me for soybean oil. I thought I'd just give him 10 or 20 kilograms, but he asked for 300 kilograms. I didn't give him anything. He was here to retaliate."
He wants 300 kilograms of soybean oil? This guy wants so much soybean oil for bathing?
How could his family use 300 kilograms of soybean oil in a year? Even if they fried food every day, they wouldn't use that much.
This person has an emotional intelligence problem.
People like him order ten or eight kilograms of oil at a time, three or four times a year, and basically don't need to buy oil for a year.
Just ask for it next year after this year, without showing off.
But he wanted 300 kilograms at once? This was something only someone with more than two years of experience could do.
How did he get into the local tax team?
There is only one possibility, there is someone up there.
Although local taxes are levied by local governments themselves, not everyone can access them.
That guy must have connections in the government.
"Shengguang! It's okay, just do what you need to do. I'm here for you. People say you harvested millions of pounds of beans. Is that true?"
"Listen to him, even if I plan to harvest more this year, it will only be 1.5 to 600,000 kilograms. I don't have that much money, and I don't have anywhere to put it. Besides, my processing capacity is not good enough. My oil mill can only process 1,000 tons of beans a year at most."
"Two million kilograms of beans can produce over three hundred thousand kilograms of soybean oil. That's not even enough for the Jiangwei Enterprise cafeteria! How do you manage that?"
"I can just go to other oil mills to buy oil. Anyway, I've been to all the oil mills within a hundred miles to buy oil. I'll filter it myself and then send it back."
“Can the quality be guaranteed?”
"I only accept pure oil, not adulterated oil, and I haven't found any problems so far."
Wan Feng nodded.
It’s also a matter of course. If you can’t process enough by yourself, it’s fine if you can collect it.
"How are the pigs you and Liu Yong raised?"
"The pigs are doing well and are growing well. They are now over 200 kilograms. By the end of the year, they will probably be around 260 or 270 kilograms." Speaking of pigs, Liu Shengguang's expression eased a lot.
"How many heads have been lost?"
It is impossible for some pigs not to turn over when raising so many pigs. If the number of pigs turning over is large, you will lose money.
"Even if two ends are lost."
Even though two of them died, the loss was still bearable.
"Go and have a look."
Wan Feng turned and walked out of the oil mill, heading towards the pig house two hundred meters away.
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