Chapter Thirty-Eight: Grown Up
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"You ......" Daddy Lin Fuzhi thought for a while, and finally said, "It's time to breathe." ”
He held out his hand again, but this time not for the sake of smoking, his previously mischievous son. Rather, he touched his head. Father Hayashi's individual is not tall, and among the Japanese who are generally not tall, they can only be regarded as the average height of Japanese men.
Therefore, when he touched the head of his son, who was taller than himself, he seemed a little powerless.
"The bastard boy has grown up,......" Father Lin couldn't help but sigh.
From the previous repair of the TV set, until the son came up with the money. It is impossible for Father Lin not to sigh. Although, because he was busy these days, he didn't know that Akihabara knew that his son had made a magical machine.
However, just looking at the money he got back, it is clear.
More than 500,000 yuan, although it is not a lot. But it's also Father Lin's busy work for four months, a quarter's income. And this money, earned back by the son's machine, only took three days in total. And I also recruited people from the National Tax Agency.
You must know that although the Lin family's annual income can be more than one million yen. However, if you underfile some taxes, the National Tax Service will not take care of them at all.
Because, for them, it's just a small amount of money for sesame mung beans. And this little money, they can't look down on.
What they can see is undoubtedly hundreds of millions of dollars from large companies. According to this situation, Father Lin also knows how powerful the machine made by his son is.
"I'll put the money here. Count them yourself. Lin Yan put the paper bag containing the money on the workbench and fled upstairs.
He has never been a person with delicate feelings, so he can't be the hero of this kind of emotional drama.
What he prefers is an ordinary life, a pot of tea and a little leisurely. He hates joys and sorrows, and he hates big ups and downs. It's been like this since a long, long time ago, after experiencing it.
It's like this Space Invaders arcade he made, isn't it? Terrible. Can you make money? Can.
Even if he has the heart, he can use this as an industry to develop a Fortune 500 company. But is it really useful when it's developed?
Is the more money you have, the happier you are?
People make money for a better life, not to become slaves to money.
Lin Yan was thinking that if he really embarked on the road of forming a company to impact the world. Perhaps, it really can't be stopped. There will be more and more external drives to stop him.
When the time comes, every day is busy making money and holding meetings. Fourteen hours a day, twenty-four hours a day, are working on transoceanic aircraft. There are still two hours left for an interview with reporters. For another hour, preach the secret of your own success, and learn the success of pyramid marketing.
I have less and less time, until I squeeze less and less, almost nothing. Become a puppet who strictly follows the schedule every minute and every second.
Then how can you have time to spend with your family, how can you spend time with your friends, and how can you have time to do what you like?
Lin Yan is actually quite satisfied with his current life. Although, every now and then, there will always be some bits and pieces of annoying trivialities. But this kind of trivial matter contaminated with the fireworks of the world makes him like it more than the high-class life.
Lin Yan took out his notebook and continued to work on his brain, perfecting the backstory of "Space Invaders".
And Lin Fuzhi, the father of Lin downstairs, was holding a brown paper bag in his hand and looked at Mother Lin.
A minute later, the two adults decided to count the money first.
After the tax man in black left, Lin Yan had already gone to Amano's boss's shop and exchanged the coins for paper money.
Originally, Hayashi was also worried that his behavior of exchanging coins for paper money would cause trouble for Boss Amano. However, judging from today's situation, Lin Yan is undoubtedly overwhelmed.
Boss Amano has opened a separate window dedicated to exchanging coins for the arcade. After all, not everyone carries a five-hundred-yen coin with them.
Moreover, he also put some cheap electronic gadgets around this window. And everything that eats and drinks. It can also be regarded as an additional channel for generating income.
Father Lin counted the stack of ten coins, a total of twelve stacks.
Then, he began to count the banknotes. The banknotes are placed neatly, all face up, watermark to watermark. After all, Lin Yan is an obsessive-compulsive patient, and if he doesn't stack the banknotes well, he will feel uncomfortable.
", it's really more than half a million." After Father Lin finished counting, he said in an unbelievable tone to Mother Lin beside him.
Mother Lin was much calmer, she said, "What's so surprising about this." Didn't all the Hattori staff say it a long time ago? ”
In fact, at the beginning, when the two black-clothed men from the National Tax Department came to Lin Yan's house.
Lin Fuzhi's first reaction was to wonder if he had become involved in the underworld gang.
After they explained their identities, Father Lin began to worry about whether his own tax evasion had been discovered. Although, almost every Japanese citizen is doing this in secret.
However, that is an unspoken rule in private. If this thing is pulled from under the water to the surface of the lake, it will be enough to drink a pot.
However, when he heard that he was actually coming for his unlucky son, Father Lin was stunned.
At that time, he was thinking that his son He De could actually attract these black flies from the Investigation Department of the National Tax Agency.
That's right, it's the black fly, that's what the Japanese people call the people of the Investigation Division of the National Tax Agency.
Not only do these people wear black suits all the time, but they are like flies that smell rotting flesh when it comes to money. As long as you are entangled by them, even if you don't hurt your muscles and bones, you will be nauseated enough.
So, Daddy Lin's mind changed again. He wondered if his son was involved in illegal loan sharking.
In Japan, loan sharking is not an illegal business. It's like a bank loan, provided to customers by a specialized company.
However, there are not many of these specialized companies, and most of them are related to gangs. After all, it's easy to borrow money, but it's hard to collect it. If, without some tough means. It is not easy to recover the loan that was lent out.
And some small organizations that are not qualified will provide illegal usury.
However, after their explanation. Daddy Lin himself knew that he was wrong to blame his son. It turned out that he had made a very powerful machine by himself, without realizing it.
It is not an exaggeration to describe this machine as a daily gold fight. So, I saw such a new thing that was new and could bring huge benefits.
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