American comics farmer: start by adopting the villain savior.

Chapter 40 The Big Boss Returns to the Farm.

"Our state has significantly reduced agricultural taxes! We've ended the target prices and differential subsidies we've had since the 1930s and switched to direct payments. We're also allowing farmers to adjust their crops based on market demand. I just looked at your farmland, and it's around 200 acres, right? I wonder how many people you have hired?"

"We never hire workers." Locke interrupted him calmly, "After all."

Employees’ wages also have to be taxed!
"It's okay, you can hire workers from now on!"

"Because from now on, employees' wages will also be tax-free!!"

"The upper limit of equipment tax deduction has been increased~"

"By the way, there are also discounts on estate appraisals, with up to 50% of estate tax exemptions!"

Kristen is getting better.

Kristen began to talk at length.

complete
He didn't notice that Locke couldn't control the corners of his mouth.

He laughed angrily.

"Mr. Christen, if that's the case, there's no need to tell us."

"Regarding the tax matters, we will personally go to the town's tax bureau to file a report, just like in previous years."

This kind of reform can only deceive young farmers!

This bastard only talks about the benefits, but completely ignores the rising costs of pesticides, fertilizers and seeds.

What is so-called market liberalization?
Ha ha.

When everyone rushes to grow high-profit crops such as corn, it means that overcapacity has arrived.

Besides, does this guy have nothing more to say?

Even things like inheritance tax can be brought out and publicized.

Agricultural inheritance tax.
Locke knew without a doubt that once this policy was introduced.

There will inevitably be a lot of capital eyeing subsidies in the future.

This has led to increased land speculation and polarization between the rich and the poor in terms of land ownership.
Agricultural land will become the core inheritance tax avoidance tool for most corrupt officials, gentry and wealthy people.

Even if Locke remembered correctly, in the future, large farms that own large amounts of land will directly control 89% of the crop production in the United States!

These small family farms will continue to see their living space squeezed until they are scrapped like old tractors.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Looking at Locke who was laughing out loud, Christen laughed along.

In his eyes, Locke's sneer was clearly the joy of sudden enlightenment, and Jonathan's shaking head was the simple and honest recognition unique to simple farmers.

Oh, God!
Kristen cheered in her heart.

Finally met someone who understands!

"Thank you so much for your understanding!"

Christen was so excited that he couldn't hold his briefcase steady. His fingers trembled as he pulled out a form:
"This is our tax bureau's 'Confirmation of Support for Tax Law Improvements.' Just sign it!"

His words just fell
"Pfft!"

Locke suddenly laughed out loud.

"Hahaha!"

Jonathan slapped his thigh and followed.

Martha covered her mouth with her hands and laughed so hard that her shoulders shook.

Clark looked left and right, and although he had no idea what was going on, he also laughed foolishly.

It’s a good idea to have fun with everyone!

"Hahahaha!"

Christen was overjoyed when she saw this, and her laughter was so loud that even the dust on the windowsill fell down.

One time
The house was filled with laughter.

The joyful atmosphere lasted for a full three minutes, until Jonathan suddenly wiped away tears of laughter and looked at Dio and Clark, "Kids, you guys go out first."

"what?"

"Let's go out and play first. We have something to talk to Mr. Christen." Locke rubbed Dio and Clark's heads. "Isn't today the last day of your school holiday?"

"Go out and relax, don't stay here all the time."

"Oh."

Dio nodded and pulled the dazed Clark towards the door.

Seeing this, although Christen was puzzled, she still took out a pen from her pocket and intended to hand it to Jonathan and Locke.

but.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Christen." Seeing the children go out, Jonathan's face became serious. He said, "We don't support it."

“Yes, although we will still pay taxes according to the law.”

There was still a smile on his lips, but Locke's eyes had turned cold: "But that doesn't mean we support this reform."

"Gentlemen, this is..."

The smile froze on his face and the hand holding the pen hung in mid-air.

Kristen felt like a clown.

Tricky people!

The muscles on his face twitched a few times, finally settling into a twisted sneer.

He slammed the gold-stamped signature form on the coffee table.

"In that case, I won't stay any longer." Christen's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth. "You two..."

“Make sure you pay the full amount on time.”

He didn't finish his sentence.

"Ta, Ta, Ta"

The sound of shiny leather shoes came from the porch, and with it came the sound of, "You are..."

"Christine?" Who called me?
"Whoever you are," Kristen turned back impatiently. "Please call me Ford first."

His voice suddenly stopped, as if someone had strangled him.

The man standing at the door was wearing a custom-made suit, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses.

"You are"

The tax collector’s knees felt weak. “Mr. Lu Luther?”

He will never admit his mistake!
Last month, when I accompanied the director to receive this man, the director personally kept a used pen in his home safe.

This incident left a deep impression on him!
You ask him how he knew?

Nonsense, that’s what the director’s wife said.

Glancing around at the faces of the people in the room, Lionel seemed to understand something. He nodded slightly to Locke and said,
"Mr. Ford, what are you doing?"

福.
Mr. Ford?

Christen's back was instantly soaked with sweat, and he hurriedly grabbed the document:

"Of course! Mr. Luther! I'll do it right away."

Rushing out the door like she was escaping, Christen's brain was almost overloaded.

Why didn’t you tell me earlier that there was such a relationship?

Are all you rich people sick?
Listening to the harsh sound of car tires rubbing against the ground outside the door, Jonathan finally couldn't hold back his laughter:

"Hahaha! Martha, did you see his face? It looks like a pumpkin run over by a tractor!"

Ignoring Jonathan, who was grinning from ear to ear behind him, Locke stepped forward and shook Lionel's hand. "Thank you."

seriously.
He originally wanted to go to the man's house and teach him a lesson.

because…

No one can threaten me and my family——

Locke, who is evolving into a family hero, thought so.

"You're welcome. I just stopped by to see you today."

Lionel smiled gently and looked at Jonathan and Martha in the room, "I guess these two are them?"

"I just saw you on TV. Are you Mr. Lionel Luthor?"

"I'm Jonathan Kent, Locke's brother."

Jonathan stepped forward and shook Lionel's hand, then added, "This is my love, Martha Kent."

"Nice to meet you two, I'm Lionel Luthor."

"Well, nice to meet you, Mr. Luther."

"No, no, it's nice to meet you, Mr. Jonathan."

“No, there.”

The three of them began to exchange pleasantries until one of them stopped talking.

The room fell silent at the same time.

The three of them looked at each other.

"Sigh~"

Jonathan suddenly gasped.

Martha pinched him from behind and whispered, "What are you standing there for? Go pour coffee for the guests!"

"Hahaha, look at my brain." Jonathan smiled awkwardly, turned and walked into the kitchen.

"I'll make you a blueberry pie, Mr. Luther," Martha said gently. "You and Locke can chat slowly."

For a moment, there were only two men left in the living room.

Lionel suddenly chuckled.

"Your family"

"Quite interesting."

"They are indeed very good." Locke nodded in agreement, but then asked curiously, "By the way, how did you..."

"I met Dio at the intersection."

Lionel pushed his gold-rimmed glasses and pointed to the empty space beside him. "Where do you think my son is?"

Only then did Locke realize that the little bald head really didn't see it.

"Dio and Clark? I didn't want to disturb the kids," Lionel sighed, "but Lex insisted on coming over when he heard about Dio's incident on the school bus."

"You know, Lex has had a hard time going out since the last incident. He rarely shows interest now, so I..."

"No need to say anything, Lionel."

Locke smiled and said, "You are always welcome here."

I never thought that Luther and Dio's friendship was so deep.

Locke thought proudly:

He is indeed my son Di.
But before he could feel proud for two seconds, Locke's expression suddenly became strange.

etc.
Is this the first historic meeting between Clark and Luthor outside?
Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

Will they fight?

Can the little bald guy withstand two punches?

Not noticing Locke's strange expression, Lionel's eyes swept across the golden wheat fields outside the window.

"Mr. Locke," he suddenly said, "I noticed that you seemed..."

“Not very supportive of this tax reform?”