My Lord, you need to stand up!

Chapter 44 You Are Just a Porter

The stubborn forces will not give in.

The next morning, they seized the opportunity when Weidong just went out to go to the dock and swarmed around him.

The same few people in tax uniforms were still at the front, but those following closely behind had very serious expressions.

Instead, there were two or three people in white uniforms standing in the distance, and the young policeman silently pulled his leader aside and whispered to him.

The young woman who deliberately cleared herself off went to the detention center for a routine visit (report) and was happy (looking forward to it). Only her little sister Fengchu followed her brother-in-law who was holding the baby.

He immediately jumped in front of Weidong and said, "What are you doing? What are you doing? Are you still trying to make things difficult for the self-employed?"

Wei Dong, who was originally a little frightened by those serious expressions, felt like cursing.

Are you stupid? You even took the initiative to identify yourself with the person you are talking about. But I was also inexplicably moved. From the time he started working as a security guard until now, no woman had dared to protect him like this in front of law enforcement officers.

She reached out and pulled the fluttering phoenix away, then stuffed the baby into her arms and said, "Don't meddle in adult matters..."

Face it calmly: "Why do you still suspect me of tax evasion? Has the report been confirmed?"

The tax inspector argued confidently, "The newspapers all say you shipped and sold 500,000 kilograms of oranges, and the cannery also confirmed they received 500,000 kilograms of oranges. This resulted in a transaction of 35,000 yuan. Doesn't this clearly prove you're evading taxes?"

Rang Weidong is probably the one who understands it best. He sits in the mail room every day and listens to these guys talk about various scenes of violent tax resistance outside.

Without beating around the bush, he said, "Yesterday you all just quietly ran off without even saying hello. Here, here's the list of tax receipts from the Chengguan Town Tax Office, which is affiliated with the cannery. Go check it out. Not to mention it's the end of the year, the accounts of the various tax offices haven't been summarized yet."

It stands to reason that if you run a big business, who wouldn't publicize paying taxes and show off themselves?

You Qili and his team have made a turnover of over 800,000 yuan in the past six months, and they are crazy about showing off. They even want to put up a slogan when paying taxes.

So all the payments are made at the municipal bureau.

Who would have thought that this guy deliberately avoided the old woman and quietly paid taxes in a suburban town.

In the era without computer internet access, this kind of aggregation was very slow.

The tax auditors, who had come up empty-handed, looked at each other in bewilderment. When they reached out to take the genuine receipt lists, they knew that the other party had come prepared.

There is no weakness to be exploited.

The men in white uniforms saw this and started to smoke.

Another person tried to get to the bottom of the matter: "What about the transportation of sand and gravel along the river bank?"

Weidong pulled out a handwritten list from the other side. "It took three days to unload the goods. Because I paid the women, children, and scavengers for transportation fees, this is the list of people who received the money. Not only did I not make any money, I lost about four thousand yuan. I already paid taxes on the profits from the citrus business. Can I get a refund?"

He was joking with a smile, and the tax inspector's face suddenly turned red.

Just as he was about to snap, Weidong took it back himself: "That's not right, right? If you make money, you have to pay taxes. If you lose money, you have to bear the consequences yourself. I understand, but Shangzhou is not a good place to do business. So before the Spring Festival, we are just helping to complete some contracts to ensure that hundreds of thousands of oranges don't rot in the hands of the villagers, and hundreds of tons of sand and gravel don't get smashed and no one buys them. After the Spring Festival, we will definitely not do business here to avoid speculation. That's the logic, right?"

The technical secondary school student holding the child was watching with admiration!

But one of the serious-looking people nearby said, "You're just taking advantage of the favorable situation that our revolutionary predecessors fought so hard for!"

Rang Weidong pointed to the tax department and asked, "Excuse me, am I speculating or profiteering?"

The tax side has been completely defeated.

Not to mention the tax receipts they issued themselves, there was a wage signature behind each name on those handwritten lists, and women and children who were unable to lift a finger basically received more than ten yuan in wages per day.

This was an outrageously high price in 84 when the monthly salary in the workplace was only or yuan. There was no way to make money from sand and gravel, and the only way was to use the profits from the citrus purchases to subsidize the business.

Looking at the densely packed list, there is still space to be filled in today. If this continues, even the profits from citrus purchasing will have to be included.

No matter how you distort the truth, you can't say that this is for the purpose of making money.

Wei Dong asked an inspector he was familiar with who had a very straightforward temper. The man shook his head silently.

So I had to ask again with a serious expression: "What is your purpose in doing this?" Why?
Weidong thought, "I have money, I can build whatever I want."

But looking at the Zhongshan suits these people were wearing, he knew that this answer wouldn't work. "Of course, the purpose is to prove superiority. Have you ever been to the freight docks or the factory garbage dump? Aren't they still working there with blood and sweat? If decades have passed, then the hard work should be rewarded more. A happy Spring Festival is the reason why reporters have gone to see it and taken pictures. That's also where I met him."

This statement was originally quite embarrassing, but the mention of the reporter later made these people suppress their serious expressions: "What's the matter with this reporter?"

Weidong completely denied any involvement and would not involve the young woman: "I met him at the docks and the factory garbage station. If you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who discovered the problem. In that case, you have to go to him. I just happened to be making this insignificant social contribution. So he was also very excited and took a lot of photos to take away."

The other party was completely speechless. The grassroots were best at covering up problems, but now they were completely unable to do so.

Finally, he managed to say, "We are the Wanshang Trading Company task force. Come with us to meet the leader."

Wei Dong's heart trembled violently. He actually didn't know how to deal with this situation. He was just trying to hold on with the attitude of forty years later.

Because he knows how harsh this dictatorship is.

Now I understand a little bit. Dong Xueying had to hold the child as a shield. She really had no choice.

But when he looked up inadvertently, he made eye contact with the young policeman, who also winked at him silently, and the corners of his mouth twitched as if he was smiling.

The meaning is very clear and not very dangerous.

Weidong took a gamble in his heart and patted Fengchu's shoulder: "Take the children to the dock and confirm and distribute today's work list first. I will go and pay you after the discussion is finished."

Dong Xueqing didn't seem to be as stubborn as her sister. She especially felt Weidong pinching her shoulder and nodded softly in agreement.

In fact, it is equivalent to conveying his whereabouts.

Someone in white uniform tried to stop them, but someone among them quietly pulled him back.

Mr. You's trick is still very clever. He can rescue them by reporting it to media such as the Central Daily News and gaining public opinion.

Now it has become Weidong's amulet in disguise.

And it was precisely this final change in the report that Dong Xueying made on her own initiative.

The names of You Qili and others that might have been mentioned in the news are gone, and only the surname Rang was mentioned in the letters from the masses.

Now even the few people in white uniforms and tax officers following behind became witnesses for Weidong, watching him follow the task force.

The central newspaper has already mentioned this incident and the provincial government has paid attention to it and set up an investigation team.

As long as one person has the idea of ​​protecting himself, he will record who is right and who is wrong in the whole situation.

So everyone actually followed them to the city compound.

The imperial courts of those days were not as mysterious as they were later.

The city leader, wearing a cotton-padded jacket, laughed when he saw Weidong. "I just asked about learning to drive when I came to visit you. Now you're actually leading a fleet of cars into speculation and profiteering?"

Wei Dong made up his mind. He even touched the cigarette after coming here: "How can commercial activities be called speculation? Come here, first let me confirm with you what commercial activities are, and then report to you my legal story of driving back a car empty-handed. I've never told anyone about it. Do you think it's illegal?"

The other serious task forces all withdrew.

The city leader who had agreed to let the rescuer learn to drive at the transport company actually took the cigarette and lit it: "What you're doing is just moving products. Business naturally needs people, but doesn't the country have all kinds of business organizations and personnel? It's enough to ensure that the factory's products, from production to sales, meet the needs of consumers and production units. But you insist on adding you middlemen to reap huge profits. This is speculation!"

Weidong unexpectedly used a phrase that would become familiar to him forty years later: "Have you ever visited freight terminals and factory waste stations? Countless urban poor still live very hard lives. Unemployed women and children earn only a few cents a day. This is the result of underdeveloped commerce. If commerce developed, countless unemployed people could open small shops, restaurants, or barbecue stalls and earn money to support their families. If more links in the product moving process could earn some money from the handling fees, society as a whole would be prosperous."

This is the most common statement made by physical stores that have been defeated by e-commerce.

The leader was actually listening carefully and immediately retorted: "How come these goods suddenly became abundant and sold at ever-increasing prices?"

If someone who really works in economics comes here, he might be unable to explain it to these old revolutionaries because it is too complicated.

(End of this chapter)