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Chapter 193
Just after Chenzheng passed, the alley in front of the Supervisory Yamen was crowded with people and heavy traffic, full of rich businessmen who came to attend the conference.

After accepting Yuzhu's invitation, whoever dares not come today will be at his own risk.

That means that from now on, it will no longer be possible to gain a foothold in the capital.

The wealthy merchants present at the meeting today are not ordinary people, they are all the top [-] merchants in Forty-Nine City.

In layman's terms, these two hundred owners belonged to firms above the scale of the Qing Dynasty.

At the gate of the supervisory yamen, there were five book cases, and a pen-sticker sat behind each case.

All wealthy businessmen who were present had to sign in first, and then they could enter the supervisory yamen with the invitation issued by Yu Zhu.

At exactly the right time today, Sun Chengyun arrived.

According to Yuzhu's order, the open space in front of the lobby was filled with borrowed square tables and chairs.

Sun Chengyun couldn't understand his life and death. Isn't he just a group of rich and cheap businessmen? Why put melon seeds, tea and snacks on the table?
However, since it was Yuzhu's order, even if he didn't understand it, Sun Chengyun would still carry it out.

After Sun Chengyun entered, he saw that Wendner had already arrived.He was instructing the officers to put notes on the table.

What is this for?

Sun Chengyun walked over curiously, and saw that on one of the Eight Immortals tables in the first row, there were hard rice papers with names written on them, two in each direction, eight in total.

After carefully reading these names, Sun Chengyun felt that these people were all big taxpayers so far.

Except for the note on this table, there are only teacups, melons and fruits, and snacks on the other twenty or so tables of the Eight Immortals.

"Master Sun is auspicious." Wendner noticed that Sun Chengyun was coming, and hurried over to greet him.

Sun Chengyun waved his hand and said, "That's all. Hey, why is there a woman's name?"

Right under Sun Chengyun's eyes, on a piece of white paper, there was written Zhen's, the owner of Changlong.

Sun Chengyun thought he had read it wrong, so he quickly rubbed his eyes, and after a closer look, it turned out to be the owner of the Changlong, the Zhen family.

In this era, women's names are not allowed to be known to outsiders at will.Therefore, there is only Zhen's surname, but no first name.

Sun Chengyun stroked his chin and carefully studied the names of the guests at this table.Well, the top eight taxpayers are basically at this table.

For example, Yun Xiangsheng's boss, Dai Chong, Sun Chengyun has dealt with him many times, he is a slippery old fox.

At every moment, the entrance officially began, and the wealthy people who had already arrived filed into the yamen one by one.

At the gate of the yamen, Luo Xing'a, the deputy general of the patrol battalion, personally took the command and maintained the order on the scene.

How should I put it, the scene at the gate of the yamen is roughly similar to the appearance of airport taxis queuing up and down.

After the rich merchants arrived at the gate of the yamen, their sedan chairs and carriages, led by the guards, turned to the training ground in the barracks.

The training ground of the green battalion is unusually large.Not to mention accommodating [-] carriages, even [-] carriages would be no problem.

Due to the proper arrangements in advance, there was order in front of the supervisory yamen, without the slightest chaos.

The owner of the Changlong, Mrs. Zhen, got off the carriage and walked to the desk at the sign-in office.

The pen stickers at the sign-in desk were also a little dumbfounded. How come there are female bosses attending the conference?
Zhen Shi has long been used to all kinds of surprised eyes, she just acted like nothing happened, took a pen and signed five words on the notebook: Changlong Zhen Shi.

After entering the door, old acquaintances always greeted Mrs. Zhen along the way, and Mrs. Zhen also pursed her lips and smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a greeting.

No way, Changlonghao is one of the top three super big companies in the capital, and its business scope covers all profitable fields such as salt, tea, cloth, silk and leather.

Because she was used to acting in a low-key manner, Mrs. Zhen purposely found the Eight Immortals table on the farthest side and sat down.

As soon as Mrs. Zhen sat down firmly, a servant came over and asked her very politely: "This boss, what kind of tea is he used to?"

After entering the official office, you can even order tea, Zhen Shi has never seen it before.

She couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then said with a smile: "If there is no Biluochun, would you please bring me a glass of white water?"

Soon, Biluochun was brewed and brought to Mrs. Zhen.

Mrs. Zhen took a sip, um, it was quite sweet, and the tea soup was also green. It was indeed a tribute from the palace.

Superintendent of Chongwenmen personally issued invitations to invite guests, and none of the hosts in the city of Sijiu dared to be negligent, and everyone rushed over on time.

When Yuzhu arrived, Wendner took the initiative to go forward and said: "Go back to the master, everyone is here, no more, no less, exactly two hundred masters."

Yuzhu nodded, thinking, these people must not be fools if they can grow their business.

The boss who dared not come today, hehe, even if he wants to come in the future, he can't come.

Just as Yu Zhu was about to step into the Yamen, a very ordinary carriage suddenly drove up from the entrance of the alley, and stopped steadily beside Yu Zhu.

An old man got out of the carriage.Yuzhu saw it, hurried over, and said with a smile, "Master Huang, are you here?"

Master Huang smiled slightly, and said lightly, "Are you leading the way?"

Yuzhu didn't hesitate, and walked ahead, leading Master Huang into the yamen.

Originally, Yuzhu planned to lead Master Huang into the third hall to rest for a while.However, Master Huang didn't want to go in after seeing the dense crowd of bosses.

"Go and do your work. I'll just find a seat and watch the excitement." Master Huang waved his hand secretly, and drove away Yu Zhu, who was wearing an official uniform.

Yuzhu was also worried that if Master Huang's details were revealed, it might not end well, so he really left.

After Yuzhu left, Master Huang found a random seat and sat down.

However, after Mr. Huang entered the yamen, someone led a large group of people and drove Luo Xing'a's subordinates to the periphery.

At the first moment of Sishi, Yu Zhu, wearing a third-rank official uniform, came out from the back hall and appeared openly in front of everyone.

When a businessman meets an official, he must kneel down and salute.

But Yuzhu waved his hands first and said: "Today is a tea party, so the customary etiquette is exempted, everyone sit still."

However, who would dare these bosses? Everyone knelt down one after another.

In front of the entire lobby, apart from Mrs. Zhen who squatted down to salute, only Mr. Huang sat in the last row, motionless as a mountain.

Fortunately, Yu Zhu had spoken beforehand, so the people around him didn't sternly scold Mr. Huang who didn't understand etiquette.

After everyone took their seats again in a mess, Yu Zhu and Sun Chengyun who was beside him clearly saw a row of burly men standing by the wall around Mr. Huang, replacing the servants in the original yamen.

Seeing that Yuzhu didn't say anything, Sun Chengyun immediately understood that he must have known about it a long time ago.So, Sun Chengyun just stood there without saying a word.

For Yuzhu's treat today, the hosts present were also mentally prepared to bleed.

After all, when the new officials took office, they were summoned to tea, and it was obviously impossible not to bleed.

Bleeding is certain, the question is, how much is appropriate?Every boss has a steelyard in his heart.

"My masters, I am ordered by the emperor to supervise Chongwenmen..." Yuzhu said a routine as usual as an opening remark, and then entered the main topic.

I saw that Yuzhu pointed to the empty Eight Immortals table in the first row, and asked loudly: "Which one is the owner of Changlong?"

Because Yu Zhu spoke very clearly, Zhen Shi had already heard clearly, she quickly stood up, knelt down and saluted: "I am Zhen Shi, and I pay my respects to Master Yu."

"I invite Zhen Dong's family, the largest taxpayer in the capital, to sit here." Yu Zhu pointed to the empty table in the front row, and invited Zhen to sit over.

However, when Mrs. Zhen came to the front and bowed to Yuzhu, Yuzhu was slightly taken aback, then smiled and said: "Hurry up and take Zhendong's family to their seats."

Following Yuzhu's order, Wendner immediately led Mrs. Zhen to her seat in the first row.

Soon, in the capital, the top eight taxpayers all sat at the table of the Eight Immortals in the first row.

Standing beside Master Huang, the fat man in blue clothes with white face and beardless, peeked at Master Huang.

Seeing that Mr. Huang watched with gusto, the fat man in blue felt relieved. The new tricks that Yuzhu created made Mr. Huang very interested.

After everyone was seated, Yuzhu waved his hand, Wendner immediately led the guards, took out hundreds of booklets that were printed just yesterday, and distributed them to the bosses present one by one.

A pamphlet was also handed out in front of Mr. Huang, and when he picked it up, he saw a few large characters written on the cover: Paying taxes is an honor, tax evasion is a shame!
Hey, Yuzhu kid, Master Huang was immediately amused, and secretly scolded Yuzhu for being a narrow-minded ghost.

Yuzhu knew very well in his heart that among the hosts who came here, there were no illiterates who could not read or write.

Therefore, he compiled a booklet by himself, integrating the new regulations on taxation, penalties for tax evasion, and tax returns, and distributed them to everyone for study and research.

After the brochure was distributed, Yuzhu sat back in his seat, and the rules that should be said were explained in detail in the brochure.

If you don’t understand it anymore, it’s not a question of lack of culture, but a question of deliberate provocation.

Mr. Huang flipped through the booklet page by page, and when he saw a surprising rule, he couldn't help but smile.

Yuzhu wrote this: If there was any tax evasion in the past, you only need to pay 5000 taels this time, and it will be canceled from then on, and will not be pursued again.

Mr. Huang's mathematical skills are very strong, and he calculated the overpaid silver almost in the blink of an eye, and the total was exactly 100 million taels.

There are 5000 bosses present, each with 100 taels, isn't that [-] million taels?

However, with such a large amount of money, who is willing to pay it back?

Master Huang was waiting to read the next article with great interest, while the fat man in blue was bowing his waist, not daring to take a breath.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion from the gate of the yamen.

"Go away, you dare to stand in the way of the master?"

Hearing this very familiar voice, Master Huang couldn't help but lower his face and frowned.

(End of this chapter)