Chapter 30: Father and Son Cry Poor

Lao Han stayed in the East China Sea for six or seven years, and saw the world, without being reminded by Xiao Han, he did not hesitate to refuse the lottery ticket sales staff's offer to give 120,000 cash.

One is that it is not cost-effective, and the other is that it is a lot of money to do.

A few years ago, there was a 10,000-yuan household in the town who raised river mussels to get pearls, and whenever something happened in the town and village, he went to him to ask for sponsorship, and selected someone to be a deputy to the county people's congress, and praised him on the radio every day. Now people don't make money raising river mussels, they lose more than 100,000 yuan, and life is not good, the town and village don't care, and the cadres don't seem to know him one by one.

The lessons of the past are there, and Han Baoguo doesn't want to shoot himself in the foot.

The year before last, the house was built, last year it was renovated, and the daughter and son-in-law got married during the Spring Festival. Two months ago, my son bought a house and renovated it, and now he has to wash three wines with his grandson, and how much money is not enough to spend. Later, I will go to the loan officer to borrow a loan, and if you have money, you have to pretend that you don't have money, borrow money to pay personal income tax, and see who is embarrassed to pull sponsorship, you can't take off a wheel and go, right?

The salesperson can't take advantage of it, so he can only prepare the formalities.

The personal income tax is collected by the tax department, with Director Chen as a guarantee, the boss who won the lottery will not evade taxes, the staff has nothing to worry about, after registering the ID card, let Lao Han sign on a bunch of documents, and hand over the keys and vehicle invoices happily.

The grand prize, a car worth nearly 200,000 yuan, was actually won.

One spread ten to hundreds, and people gathered here together.

This is in the town, this is the temple fair, and on the street less than 1.5 kilometers long, there are no less than 40,000 people gathered in the black press, and if you don't take measures, something big will happen.

Director Chen immediately used the walkie-talkie to call three other policemen and more than a dozen joint defense team members to maintain order, clear traffic, and dredge a motorway so that Han Bo could drive the brand-new Santana 2000 home.

Some people want to see the excitement, some people want cigarettes, and some have thick skin asking for red envelopes, and they actually follow them all the way to the alley of the water conservancy station leading to Han's house.

Xiao Han is a student of his lover and a future colleague.

He is a university undergraduate, a student party member, a student union cadre, and now he is now the deputy chief of the security section of the Silk Weaving Factory and the head of the economic police detachment.

Of course, your own people help your own people.

Director Chen didn't stop doing anything, leaving two joint defense team members to guard the alley. Calling Han Bo to drive a police car at the bridge, turning on the police lights and sirens, Lao Huang and other police officers and other joint defense team members continued to divert traffic and drove car No. 7 over to block the alley. Show your handcuffs and batons, and be ready for battle, no one dares to ask for this or that anymore.

"Boss Han, Han Bo, you can toss me miserably, sweat all over, and help your house guard the door. ”

"Thank you, thank you very much. Director Chen, you can rest for a while, and I'll go get a drink. No one is allowed to leave here for dinner at night. Fortune came and couldn't stop it, Han Baoguo's heart was overjoyed, and he looked back at his car.

There have been too many pink eyes in recent years, and Li Taipeng and the people from the police station guarded the entrance of the alley together, and no one he knew was allowed to enter. If they were allowed to rush in, they might have raided a good home.

Grandparents came out, uncles and aunts came back, seven aunts and eight aunts circled around the car, and even Han Fang, who was in confinement and couldn't see the wind, couldn't help but lie on the window on the second floor and look down.

Han Bo went home and called Gao Changxing, asking him to go to the traffic police force to get a temporary license plate, and then contact an insurance salesman, and send it over in a minibus together, and drive the No. 7 car back to the unit by the way.

When I came to the alley, the people from the tax office had heard the news.

"Twenty percent, exactly thirty-nine. Boss Han, Section Chief Han, hand it over to us is the same as handing it over to the county bureau, hometown people, help, don't hand it over to the county, let us complete a task. ”

"Xiaobo, I don't understand these things, you tell Director Gu. ”

There are people in Sihe Town who raise chickens, some people raise silkworms, and some people go out to do construction, and there is a certain gap between them and the well-off, and they are by no means poor. The peasants had a so-so life, the government had no money, there were too many cadres, plus 304 teachers, who had been working hard a few years ago, because of the construction of office buildings, schools, nursing homes, and road construction, they owed a lot of debts, and it was not enough to pay the salaries of the cadres and teachers in Xiatiliuqiu, let alone repay the debts.

Lao Han was worried that they were cheating sponsors under the guise of collecting taxes, so he kicked the ball directly to his son. The son is the captain of the economic police, and to lie to him is to deceive the police and the government.

Individual income tax is a local tax, and there is no difference between handing it over to the town tax office and handing it over to the county local tax bureau.

Han Bo said with a smile: "Director Gu rest assured, personal income tax is not handed over to anyone." But you'll have to give us a few days, a few things together, and I don't have that much money, so my dad plans to take care of the credit union and borrow some loans. ”

"Section Chief Han, don't cry poor with us poor people, 350,000 yuan, your father can get it. "Nearly 40,000 land taxes, where to collect them in normal times, Director Gu is worried about long nights and dreams, and is worried about being cut off by the county bureau.

"Director Gu, I really don't have it!"

Lao Han wrenched his fingers, counted the big things that his family had done in the past few years, and finally patted the BP machine on his waist: "This is several thousand, Director Gu, Director Chen, I, Han Baoguo, go from house to house to do decoration, not to open a bank to print money." My brother-in-law went to the loan officer, and he gave him a few days of grace, and he paid the money immediately when he borrowed it, and he only handed it over to you, nothing to say. ”

Han Bo lost no time in reminding: "Dad, borrowing 40,000 yuan is not enough, you have to borrow more." ”

"Not enough?"

"Although the car is not bought, when the license plate is registered, the vehicle management office will also care that we want a vehicle purchase tax invoice, I don't know how to calculate it, it is estimated to be about 20,000. In addition, you have to pay the vehicle and vessel use tax, insurance, and road maintenance fees, and you can't get it if you don't get 70,000 yuan. ”

"So much?"

"If you want to hit the road, you can't miss a point. ”

"Miscalculation, miscalculation, I knew that it would be better to take the money than this!" "The son can drive a car, the son-in-law can go to school, and more than 70,000 yuan can own a car that costs more than 200,000 yuan, Han Baoguo doesn't think it's expensive at all, but in front of outsiders, he has to cry poor, and he regrets it with a face.

"The formalities have been completed, and I can't go back if I want to return it, but I can't think of a way to borrow some from my colleagues in the unit. "Dad is quite good at acting, Han Boqiang couldn't help laughing, and sighed.

Li Taipeng said stupidly: "Dad, Xiaobo, I haven't touched any of the money I received from marriage, there is a credit union, I'll go get the discount." ”

"It's okay to get married and collect that little money, it's none of your business, go back and take care of the children. "I'm crying poor, you actually say that you have money, Han Baoguo is so angry that his teeth itch.

Li Taipeng didn't know why, but the old man spoke, so he could only leave in a huff.

After doing so many things in the past few years, it is normal to buy a house and decorate in the county, and it is normal for a while and a half to not be able to take it out, Director Gu finally believed it, and did not force the father and son to pay personal income tax immediately like Huang Shiren.

The town cadres came one after another, taking the cigarette and looking at the car, and then at the old Han Xiaohan, who had a headache because he had no money to pay taxes, he really couldn't open the mouth of sponsorship, and even made jokes with schadenfreude.

"Boss Han, if you can't make it up, I'll help you make it. Give you 100,000 yuan, the car belongs to me, the family is bankrupt, I have to pay this tax if I borrow usury, the cadres have no heads, learn a driver's license, resign to get a taxi. ”

"Mayor Wang, don't tease Old Han, he didn't want 120,000 to ask for your 100,000?"

"At this time and that time, there will be 120,000 at that time, and there will be no 120,000 as soon as the formalities are completed, you return the car now, and see if they want it." ”

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Don't say 70,000, I can hold out 170,000.

Lao Han talked to them perfunctorily, thinking that he would open a decoration company immediately, and this car could support the faΓ§ade and be of great use. Others don't feel at ease, so they can only let their son-in-law open it. But now that he is going to the East China Sea, what will happen to his daughter and grandson.

As for his son, he is a national cadre, he can't drive such a good car, and besides, he has a car to drive, and it's still a police car.