My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 42 You have someone above you
Wolong nervously hugged the child and tried to squeeze in, his hands shaking more violently than Weidong's legs.

But she still had to stand there.

Even though she had experienced being caught herself.

Feng Chu held onto his sister and said, "Don't be afraid, brother-in-law will definitely be able to do it!"

Dong Xueying was actually distracted: "Don't talk nonsense, if you can't talk about it, don't delay him, he will become a great hero!"

Her sister held her arm affectionately and said, "I think he and you, holding Xiaodie, are a good match."

Dong Xueying stood on tiptoe and looked around: "If you say that again, I'll be angry!"

Weidong didn't get angry, so he said to the "acquaintances" in front of him: "Every citizen has the obligation to pay taxes according to the law, but the tax authorities also have procedures for tax administration according to the law. Everything must be done according to the procedures, right?"

I was laughing in my heart, thinking that when it comes to speaking, I am much more familiar with it than you guys. These are the lines from forty years later.

But this guy really didn't expect that these days, there is no such thing as a hammer process.

The official said he would punish you, and you still dare to resist?
The drivers and porters around were all in awe. He really was a salesman from a military factory. He was so awesome!
Even if no one spoke, this was written all over their eyes.

If it weren't for them, I guess we would have just started here.

Now I also feel a sense of surprise that the script suddenly doesn’t match my mood.

They say it is tax resistance but the words sound very flowery, while they say it is cooperation but they are full of confidence.

So law enforcement is afraid of gangsters being educated.

Even the word "process" was heard for the first time, and I was a little confused.

He barely managed to open his mouth: "What's the process?"

Haha, speaking of this, the tax security guard is no longer sleepy: "When you receive a report, shouldn't you investigate based on the clues reported and confirm that it's true before taking action? Have you seen the account books? Do you have the transaction records? Have the tax authorities at all levels confirmed that they haven't received the relevant tax returns? If you don't do these basic tasks thoroughly, and then you come to enforce it, with ten or eight false reports every day, won't you be exhausted?"

As for other government agencies and units, Weidong definitely couldn't name anything.

As for tax affairs, being a security guard means being the first person to receive consultation in the service hall, helping the counter to eliminate non-compliant items layer by layer.

These words are all familiar to me.

The people around were all amazed and raised their arms, took a step back and looked up at him, saying that the comrade was really a cultured and sophisticated person. No matter whether they understood it or not, they felt that it was reasonable and well-founded!
The uniforms were stunned.

More familiar than them?!

It's not easy to get angry, because you care about them not overworking themselves at work.

By this time, Weidong would definitely know that it was the old hag who did it.

Otherwise, who would report him for tax evasion?

But just in case, he fought off the tax collectors first, then turned to the old police chief with a friendly face and said, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The one in the white uniform was much more relaxed: "Are you a sales representative from the Hongguang Factory? Which Hongguang Factory? Where is it?"

Wei Dong calmly took out his work ID and the letter of introduction that was tucked inside and handed it over.

Although the photo was pasted later and there were not so many stamps in those days, the studio manager was very skilled and "accidentally" rubbed some ink on it when he was pasting the photo.

It seems that the stamp was obviously wiped out before it even dried.

Also very common.

The main thing is that the registration photo looks extraordinary at first glance. In the words of later generations, it is the hippocampus, the most classic style that is banned in civil service examinations.

In fact, it has been mastered by master photographers for hundreds of years.

You know what this template is.

The hippocampus is nothing more than a relatively low-cost product created using Internet templates and AI intelligence. Once it is popularized to everyone, it becomes "stereotyped" and high-end, and its true nature is suddenly lost.

The contrast between real-life photos is too outrageous, so they are banned by some departments.

But when art registration photos are taken by real masters, they are only improvements based on the original prototype without any fabrication.

Try to magnify your strengths and temperamental traits as much as possible and cover up your shortcomings.

The hair had never been trimmed before, so it was shaped and fixed with hair wax on the spot, a little bit of rouge and powder was applied to clean up the surface blemishes, and then several sets of lights were used to create perfect light and shadow.

It is so rare these days that others would just spread a piece of cloth behind them to take a registration photo.

He took top-notch artistic photos that are full of temperament, profound and wise!
The young policeman, who was only in his twenties, straightened his back secretly, and compared himself with the young man in front of him repeatedly as if he had seen some important person: "You... weren't working in transportation in Shangzhou before? How come you came to Hongguang Factory? There is no address here." His tone was much calmer.

Let Weidong whisper in his ear, "It's a third-tier factory in the mountainous area of ​​Wu County, Jiangzhou. They're responsible for the smelting and production of satellite space materials. I can verify their mailbox number and registered phone number for you. They're currently being transferred from the Ministry of Metallurgical Industry to the local government. I helped them sell a batch of products and became a salesperson. I also have to help sell products for several other optical military factories in Xishan. Oh, yes, you can call the police station in the second district on the south bank of the Jiangzhou River and ask. They know the information about the Hongguang Factory office and have dealt with me before."

Regardless of their educational level, everyone at the scene, from the porter to the driver to the tax officer in uniform, could clearly see the police's expression constantly changing.

His professional habits required him to remain calm, but he just couldn't help but change color.

Words like satellite and space are already very impressive, and there are also several third-line factories and military factories, so one can't help but show more respect for them.

If the police are used to all kinds of lies, they will subconsciously doubt everything.

The police station also directly gave a reminder that there was no need for any external investigation and the answers could be obtained through internal consultation.

And we are absolutely confident that you can check it out, knowing that they will give you a satisfactory answer.

This is no trivial matter.

Even though Jiangzhou and Shangzhou do not have a hierarchical relationship now, it is still a megacity with independent planning status and a large port that smaller places have to look up to.

If the police station over there can clearly know and remember this person, then there must be a close relationship between them.

So he couldn't help but look kind and even smiled: "Oh, this really can't be said casually. I'll confirm it with them."

Rang Weidong continued in a low voice, "Since the separately planned city policy began in February of last year, the business atmosphere in Jiangzhou has become completely different from here. I sold 500 tape recorders shipped from the coastal areas in Jiangnan District, and over 100 of them were bought by the police station. One district even used public funds to purchase them and distributed them to every police station. They are all actively promoting the maintenance of a business atmosphere..."

He still knew his limits. In Jiangzhou, he had never sought any benefits from the police station or the neighborhood committee. He just hoped that they would not shut down the store and not cause trouble to his parents. So, giving two tape recorders as a gift under the pretext of solidarity was not a big deal. It was normal for the police and the public to give gifts to the unit.

Sure enough, the young policeman's eyes lit up, and he tilted his head and whispered, "Really?"

Rang Weidong nodded. "You can go on a business trip and take a look if you have the chance... No, you can call the Jiangnan District Second Bureau or any acquaintances in the Jiangzhou Police Station and ask about the situation. This is the general trend, and it won't change just because Shangzhou is isolated and remote. It's just going to be slow..."

Everyone around was a little respectful when they saw the police's expression!
What a ghost!
Xiao Ran, do you have some amazing background?

Then the climax comes unexpectedly.

There was a child who was helping to carry sand and gravel in the morning. At this time, he had already received newspapers from various newspapers along the way that had just been delivered from Jiangzhou.

Skilled little newspaper boys would quickly glance at the eye-catching headlines and find one that would be attractive to the readers.

Then, he was surprised to find the word Shangzhou in the newspaper. He immediately ran towards this side with a large stack of daily and evening newspapers, shouting along the way: "Newspapers for sale! Newspapers for sale! Shangzhou is on the Sunshine Daily, Shangzhou is on the Sunshine Daily!"

And a clever person will get all the other newsboys to seize this selling point and spread it everywhere.

Whether it was passengers waiting to get on or off the ship, or passers-by walking on the streets at the dock, they couldn't help but pay five cents to buy a newspaper.

Then everyone who saw it was stunned.

Immediately share it with the person next to you.

The newspaper boy who was still carrying newspapers that morning had already been sold out before he even made it to the freight terminal. He had finally managed to save a copy of the Sunshine Daily and rushed in holding it high: "Brother Rang! Brother Rang, it seems your name is on the newspaper! It's in the newspaper!"

The entire freight terminal is in an uproar.

Everyone made way to let the newsboy in, and then crowded behind him to read what was said in the newspaper.

Crouching Dragon and Phoenix Chick all stood on tiptoe. The elder sister was more confident. She quietly observed her younger sister's pretty face full of anxiety, and looked at her figure. She thought she needed to dress up properly.

When Weidong heard this, he was like, "Fuck! Didn't I say not to show my head?"

What's the benefit of showing up in public these days? Whoever is on the rich list will end up stepping down in disgrace? Those who are really rich and have connections will never show up.

This reporter is a piece of shit!
But he still had to take the newspaper proudly presented by the newsboy, touched out five cents and gave it to him. The newsboy shook his head and refused: "Thank you, brother, this is what I can do for you, I will read it!"

Let Weidong touch his head with a smile, and enjoy with the young policeman the news signed by Yu Songhai: "Individual business owners were seized and detained without reason, affecting the local business atmosphere. The masses demanded that the leaders of Shangzhou City earnestly implement policies and revoke wrong decisions."

It briefly describes the Wanshang Trading Company's achievements of around 800,000 yuan in sales in less than a year after its opening, as well as its charitable act of sending cotton clothes to disaster-stricken areas last winter.

After being suddenly sealed off in September this year, he has been detained for nearly half a year without any reason. The three charges against him are still not clear, but he continues to be detained with vague and inexplicable reasons.

If the tone of this news report is not biased, it simply lists the facts and urges the relevant parties to find out the whole story.

Just a few hundred words.

This is incredible!

(End of this chapter)