"Too much? Heh, how much could it be?"
Secretary Yang let out a slight sigh of relief, then sat down and picked up his teacup, ready to drink some tea to calm his nerves.
As long as the red lines weren't crossed, it was fine. Although Wang Yu had made his small car factory thrive, increasing its profits significantly, it was a far cry from its previous state of near bankruptcy. The vast difference between before and after might be the surprising part. However, he was still too shallow-rooted and lacked sufficient influence. What difference could a bit more tax revenue make?
Could it possibly be that much? This tax office director is truly...
"The problem is, they paid too much!"
"So what? As long as they don't underpay." Secretary Yang said impatiently.
"I'm dealing with a whole heap of troubles right now! I don't have time for these trivial matters!"
"The problem is, they paid over three million yuan in taxes." The tax office director spoke again.
"Isn't it just over three hundred... Cough cough! What did you say?"
Secretary Yang almost choked on the tea he was drinking. Had he misheard? Or was he hallucinating due to recent fatigue?
"I said, their car factory paid over three million yuan in taxes!"
The tax office director confirmed again, making Secretary Yang sure he hadn't misheard.
"Over three million? Are you sure it wasn't three hundred yuan?"
He asked again with cautious doubt, and after receiving an affirmative answer, Secretary Yang was stunned. A sense of absurdity suddenly filled his mind, a feeling of unreality!
This was the first time he, Yang Xiaoqing, had felt this way since becoming secretary.
"Confirmed. Several of our staff members verified it multiple times before confirming it was correct. We even specifically asked the people from the car factory if they had miscalculated, and they confirmed multiple times that they had not made a mistake, and they genuinely owe this much in taxes!"
Hearing the tax office director's repeated confirmation, Secretary Yang appeared incredulous.
"I recall that a factory like their car factory is a manufacturing enterprise, and the tax rate is indeed 17%, correct?"
Secretary Yang pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
Jiangyang County was a major manufacturing hub in the province, so he naturally knew that the main source of tax revenue came from those factories!
At a 17% tax rate, a tax payment of over three million yuan would mean that Wang Yu's company generated over 30 million yuan in revenue in just one quarter?
"From being bankrupt and on the verge of collapse to 30 million yuan, such a drastic change in just a few months. What magic did Wang Yu use?"
Secretary Yang muttered to himself, filled with disbelief.
Thirty million yuan. Many people wouldn't see that much money in a lifetime. Although Jiangyang County had many factories, few were still operational. And those that could generate such profits as Wang Yu's were almost nonexistent!
Most of the small factories were operating at a loss and couldn't be relied upon.
There used to be an agricultural machinery plant, but it had long since declined, and even its director, Zhao Tao, had vanished.
Although the Metallurgy General Plant was still holding its own, as a key unit directly under the provincial government, it was a large enterprise with substantial income but also high expenditure. The issues of overstaffing and complex organizational structures were unavoidable, and maintaining even a slight profit was considered good.
Someone like Wang Yu was simply impossible.
"Um... Secretary, you've misunderstood. Their amount isn't over thirty million."
The tax office director quietly corrected Secretary Yang.
"Huh? I knew it, it must have been a mistake. How could it be that exaggerated?" Secretary Yang immediately smiled upon hearing this.
As expected, he knew it wouldn't be that exaggerated! It must have been a miscalculation somewhere.
However, why did he still feel a sense of loss and regret?
Before Secretary Yang could let out a sigh of relief, he heard the other person speak again.
"According to the people at the Jiangyang County Car Factory, this is only their first installment of taxes. Two more payments will be made this week, and the amounts will not be less than this! After all..."
At this point, the tax office director's face showed a hint of helplessness.
"Their little factory manager is just too good at making money!"
Too good at making money!
It should be said that he was too good at stirring things up, right? To say nothing of the sudden incidents in the Ice Bear Kingdom, which had caught him off guard multiple times. And then there were the previous issues with Qinglu Group and the island.
One after another, unexpected situations arose, forcing him to constantly clean up Wang Yu's messes.
But...
"Being able to stir things up is a good thing!"
Secretary Yang took a breath, speaking with a hint of relief.
Two more tax installments? If they were all calculated on this scale, it meant Wang Yu's revenue had already exceeded one hundred million?
How long had it been? Before anyone could react, he had grown from a tiny ant into a towering giant!
"Sigh, everyone in the county knows by now that the director of their car factory is a capable and resourceful young man. Compared to him, our many years of life have been wasted."
The tax office director beside him shook his head and sighed, looking wistful. "If such a person existed in ancient times, he would surely be someone who could stir up great turmoil!
I don't understand why a young man like him, who could have broader horizons and opportunities for development, insists on staying in our small Jiangyang County and not venturing out. I don't understand the reason."
Listening to the tax office director's seemingly emotional and perplexed self-talk, Secretary Yang's heart stirred slightly.
The image and voice of Wang Yu from before suddenly flashed in his mind. One day, he wanted to make Jiangyang County the world's manufacturing center and industrial city!
Perhaps... perhaps what this young man had said back then wasn't just empty words? His dreams were perhaps not just beautiful mirages or fleeting fantasies! He was now personally working to construct them.
...
Changhe Street, this was the most prosperous commercial street in Jiangyang County, with various shops and vendors lining the street, as well as a rich night market and food stalls.
Every evening after work, and throughout the entire night, this was the liveliest place in Jiangyang County, without exception.
Today, Changhe Street was even more bustling than usual, filled with a large number of workers wearing the uniforms of the Jiangyang County Car Factory. Covered in the smell of machine oil and dust that hadn't been washed off, they were brandishing wads of cash and making large purchases of various goods.
Whether it was shop assistants or private vendors, they all wore beaming smiles as they looked at these "mud legs" and migrant workers whom they usually didn't pay much attention to. Each of them acted as if they were their most esteemed elder, introducing their various goods with great diligence!
Clothing, food and oil, fruits and vegetables, snacks... all sorts of items, none excluded!
"No need to investigate further."
The head of the commodity price bureau said to the subordinate standing behind him and the members of the public security bureau who had come to cooperate with the investigation.
"I think I've found the reason for the sudden surge in commodity prices..."