The host, please be more restrained! The Strategic Propaganda Bureau can no longer make up stories

Mr. He was also amused when listening to the conversation between the two.

It’s not that we can’t build a thousand Type 055 destroyers, but there’s no need for it. We have to consider upgrading them.

To be honest, the 055 destroyer is now outdated, and the popular one now is the 055-ton B destroyer.

"Saraf, do you want to hear the truth from me or a lie from me?" Li Yunfei asked with a smile while sipping coconut water.

"That is of course true."

"If you really inherit the throne of Sarab, then the problem of corruption must be solved and taxes must be paid. In a feudal country like yours, the problems of the royal family are difficult to solve, and anti-corruption must be dealt with vigorously."

"If you really want to make a big splash and fill the national treasury, you have to start with the royal family. Do you understand what I mean?" Li Yunfei said.

To be honest, Sarab's current situation is a bit similar to that of the Ming Dynasty.

The royal family possesses a large amount of assets but does not pay taxes. They are as fat as pigs and live an extremely luxurious and decadent life.

Saraf looked embarrassed and said, "Brother, don't you know that they are all my beloved relatives, brothers and sisters?"

"Then do you still want to make the country rich?"

"No, brother, don't be angry. What I mean is that they have to pay more taxes!" Saraf spoke in an unusually firm tone.

Li Yunfei was stunned for a long time after hearing this.

It seems that I have underestimated Saraf. This kid disguised himself very well and was definitely not an ordinary person. He definitely had great ambitions and aspirations in his heart.

The members of the Sarab royal family have great power. Should I also hand over the Enfeoffment Order to this kid?

"Brother, if the treasury receives the money, how will it distribute it?"

"We have a lot of foreign workers in Sarab, and the unemployment rate among young people is particularly high. Do you have any good solutions?" Saraf asked.

The population of Sarab is actually not that large, and the existing jobs can actually meet the needs of the country's young people.

But Sarawak is a wealthy country with a large number of immigrants, even to the point where their population almost exceeds that of the country's own.

Those immigrants do not enjoy the various welfare policies of Sarawak, so when it comes to finding a job, they are the kings of competition and are willing to work as long as they are paid. This leads to most jobs being taken away by immigrants.

In order to increase the employment rate of its own citizens, Sarab even introduced policies, in the form of laws, stipulating that many basic positions can only employ its own citizens.

However, there are countermeasures from above and policies from below, so this law with a good starting point is difficult to implement.

Li Yunfei scratched his head and flipped through his family's history books. There are solutions to the problem of a large number of foreign population, but they are not very applicable now.

It’s just one word: kill!

If we kill them all, there will be peace in the world and all problems will be solved.

"Your Sarab treasury is short of money, so why don't you impose heavy taxes on those immigrants?"

"They couldn't make money in Sarab, so they left naturally. Doesn't that solve the problem?" Li Yunfei asked curiously.

Saraf looked helpless and said, "Brother, we have thought about the method you mentioned."

"But those immigrants are really too greedy. Even if they have to pay half the heavy taxes, they still think that Saraf is better than their own country, and they will grit their teeth and continue to stay."

“Is this also called heavy taxation?”

"Why don't you consider the head tax? And the tax will be accumulated. For example, if a family of four pays $100 per person per month, then I will pay $400 per month."

"Then in the second year, the tax doubled, and they had to pay 200 yuan per month." "In the third year, it doubled again, and each person had to pay 400 yuan per month. It increased so much that the money they earned from working was not enough to pay the tax, so they naturally ran away."

When Mr. He heard Li Yunfei's suggestion, he took a deep breath.

He really didn't expect that Li Yunfei would come up with such a bad idea of ​​head tax.

Once this tax is announced, Saraf will definitely offend the capitalists of Blue Star and the royal family members in the country at the same time.

If this is not done well, you will definitely die without a burial place. Even if you do it well, you will still be labeled a tyrant.

"Then let them suffer and I will bear the blame. Hundreds of years later, the history books of Sarab will give me a fair evaluation!" Saraf said righteously.

Li Yunfei patted Saraf on the shoulder, feeling deeply moved.

He is courageous, determined, and dares to think and act. I really didn't realize that this kid has a bit of both Zhang Juzheng and Yongzheng.

If he could really make it through, he would definitely become a political strongman, and there might even be half a page of his content in his own history books.

"Saraf, good job. I was right about you this morning. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to me." Li Yunfei took the initiative to say this, which was very rare.

Saraf's eyes lit up, and he asked with a smile, "Brother, can you reconsider coming to Sarab to be the national teacher?"

"When the time comes, I will take over the throne, and you will be second only to me and above everyone else."

"Honestly, please don't be so formal with me. We are just friends, no matter who is the boss or the second. Let's discuss it together."

"How about you marry my sister, then you will be qualified to be the king, and I will give you the position of the commander-in-chief."

Li Yunfei rolled his eyes after hearing this.

You kid, I was just being polite, but you really want to take it seriously!

"Saraf, tell me the truth, is your sister unable to get married, so you want to force her on me?"

When Saraf heard this, his face turned red with anger.

"Brother, you said it's okay for me, but you can't say that about my sister. My sister didn't get married because she was protesting and fighting for freedom for us Sarab women."

"When I inherit the throne, I will directly issue a law declaring equality between men and women. You can't insult a fighter!"

Seeing him like this, Li Yunfei realized that he had said the wrong thing.

The religious power of Sarab is still quite strong, and the oppression of women has lasted for thousands of years.

Apart from anything else, the fact that this guy pursues gender equality proves him to be a real man.

The three of them opened several bottles of champagne to celebrate. Li Yunfei and He Lao were not drunk, nor did they drink much. However, Saraf was drunk and unconscious, and he slept directly at Li Yunfei's place.

In other words, the presidential suite is large enough with many rooms. It can accommodate one person or three people. Even if ten people share a large quilt, it won’t be crowded at all.

Li Yunfei threw Saraf onto the bed and said with emotion: "Mr. He, don't look at this boy's thinness, he is really heavy!"

"It must be at least 140 kilograms. If I hadn't practiced during this period, I really wouldn't be able to carry it."

Mr. He did not take up the topic, but asked: "Xiao Li, do you want to pursue a career in government?"

"If you want to leave, just ask. I have some connections here and can help you."

(End of this chapter)