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On the podium, the counselor Weng Zhijian was also surprised, looked at the two tax officials at the door, and then glanced at Zhao Yan in the same accident at the back of the classroom, Weng Zhijian's feelings were very complicated at this time.

Before, he always felt that he was the best in his class, essay pen, Li Chuan was the best, in terms of comprehensive strength, the best was Yang Lingfeng, and Zhao Yan was also excellent in imagination and plot structure ability, but he was not weaker than Zhao Yan in these two aspects, as well as Yang Lingfeng and Min Changming.

Therefore, in Weng Zhijian's mind, Zhao Yan is not the most outstanding student under him, and he has always been the most optimistic about Yang Lingfeng and Li Chuan.

As a result, less than a month after the start of school, two tax officials actually found the classroom and said that Zhao Yan had recently sold copyrights and sold millions of transactions.

This made Weng Zhijian a little unacceptable, and at this moment, Weng Zhijian couldn't help but doubt his own vision.

Weng Zhijian's sluggish reaction made the female tax officer at the door frown, raised her voice and asked, "Which one is classmate Zhao Yan?" Can you please come out for a while? ”

"Huh? Yes! Zhao Yan! Zhao Yan, go out for a while! Do you know that you have to cooperate with the work of the two tax officers? ”

Weng Zhijian reacted and hurriedly shouted to the back of the classroom, Zhao Yan had regained his calm at this time, and the gaze of many eyes in the class made him a little helpless, he didn't want to be in the limelight during college, it seems that it will be difficult to keep a low profile in the future.

Zhao Yan walked out of the back door of the classroom under the complicated gaze of everyone, and there were those classmates behind him, this time he is really famous, I believe that from today onwards, there will be no one in the 44th writing class who does not know him.

In the corridor outside the classroom, Zhao Yan walked towards the two tax officials, and the two tax officials were also walking towards him. When they were close, the male tax officer stretched out his hand and motioned for Zhao Yan to go downstairs with them to talk, Zhao Yan smiled and followed behind the two.

The class of '44 was on the second floor of Building No. 3, and the three of them went downstairs to the lawn area, where there was a stone table and six stone benches.

The two tax officials walked straight to the stone table and sat down one after another, and also stretched out their hands to signal Zhao Yan to sit down opposite them.

After taking his seat, the male tax officer coughed lightly and asked first, "You are Zhao Yan, right?" ”

Zhao Yan gave a smile and snorted.

The male tax officer continued to ask: "Is there anything wrong with the information from the Copyright Department that you have recently sold the rights to eight songs?" ”

Zhao Yan smiled and continued to nod, and said, "That's right! Right! ”

The male tax collector nodded, took out a folder from his briefcase, opened it, looked at it twice, and said formulaically: "According to the rate of copyright transaction tax, you need to pay 15% royalty!" Is it wrong that we have recently retrieved the remittance records from the banking system to show that you have received a total of 1.02 million in your account recently? ”

"That's right!"

Zhao Yan smiled bitterly and nodded, he really didn't expect the tax officer to investigate all these things about him so clearly.

The male tax officer looked at Zhao Yan with a strange look in his eyes, a 17-year-old boy earned one million and twenty thousand yuan in just a few days, even if he was engaged in the work of a tax officer, he could be described as well-informed, and it was the first time he had seen it.

Compared with Zhao Yan's income, he feels that he has lived to a dog at a young age, and a person in his thirties has not earned as much as a 17-year-old boy in a few days.

At this time, the female tax officer also looked at Zhao Yan with strange eyes, and asked with a little curiosity: "These 1020,000 are all your income from selling songs?" ”

Zhao Yan shook his head slightly: "20,000 yuan is the manuscript fee for my novel, and the 20,000 yuan publishing house should have helped me pay taxes!" ”

"Oh!"

The male tax collector nodded, looked down at the folder in his hand, and said, "We will further verify this!" However, even so, you still have a million royalties to pay in taxes! Based on your current age and experience, we also believe that you are not intentionally evading taxes! Therefore, the fine will not be charged to you this time, but you have to pay the tax of 150,000 yuan to the tax office as soon as possible! Questions? ”

Zhao Yan smiled bitterly and shook his head, the tax officials have come to the door, where does he dare to resist taxes?

It's just that the tax of 150,000 makes him very painful, 150,000! His parents may not have been able to save so much money in running a breakfast shop in their hometown for a year, but now they have to hand it over to the tax office in vain.

"That's fine! Sign your name here and leave a phone number! Within three working days, just go to the tax office and pay this tax! ”

Seeing that Zhao Yan had no objections, the male tax officer said with a smile, while putting the folder in his hand in front of Zhao Yan, and casually took out a signature pen from his briefcase and put it on the folder.

What else is there to say about Zhao Yan?

I could only sign my name at the place where the male tax officer pointed at me with a depressed mood, and when I signed, Zhao Yan glanced at the name of the document, "Letter of Commitment to Pay Taxes".

signed, left a mobile phone number, folder and pen were taken back by the male tax officer, the two tax officers achieved the purpose of the trip, there were smiles on their faces, and the two got up and shook hands with Zhao Yan one by one to say goodbye.

When the male tax officer shook hands with Zhao Yan, he said, "Classmate Zhao! You're good! I can write novels and songs, and I am very talented! Keep up the good work in the future! I wish you better and better development in the future! However, next time there is a similar copyright transaction, remember to take the initiative to pay taxes! ”

"Thank you, thank you! By all means! ”

Zhao Yan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, it felt good to be praised by others, but the tax of 150,000 made him want to cry without tears.

The female tax officer's hand was very soft, and when she shook it with Zhao Yan, she smiled and said, "Hehe! Mr. Zhao! It is a great honor to pay taxes for the country! Don't be unhappy! Being able to pay so many taxes at one time is proof that you are young and promising! Huangming needs more talents like you! Go for it! Bye! ”

used so much money to prove that he was young and promising, Zhao Yanxin said: I would rather not have this certificate.

But there was no way, his arms couldn't twist his thighs, and his heart hurt no matter how painful it was, he had to hand it over, and at this time he had to squeeze out a smile and say to them: "Yes, yes!" Right, right! You're right! I'm glad to pay taxes for the state! ”

Watching the two tax officials turn around and walk away, the smile on Zhao Yan's face fell, and he couldn't be happy when he thought that the one million in the bank card that had not yet been covered would soon be less than 150,000.

Shaking his head, he went upstairs and returned to the classroom dejectedly, and before he could sit down in his seat, he heard Zhang Peng next to him ask enviously: "Zhao Yan!" What copyrights have you sold lately, and you have sold so much money? I'm going to have a treat! A big meal is a must! ”

Another boy next to him who was not very familiar with him seemed to be very familiar with Zhao Yan at this time, and whispered with a smile on his face: "Yes! Right! Zhao Yan, don't want to hide! This time be sure to have a big meal! ”

At this time, almost everyone in the classroom was paying attention to Zhao Yan, including Weng Zhijian, the counselor on the podium, as Zhao Yan entered the door, Weng Zhijian suddenly lost the mood to continue lecturing, not only stopped lecturing, but also stood on the podium with a complicated expression and looked at Zhao Yan to sit down.

Sit up and take notice!

Weng Zhijian felt that he should have underestimated Zhao Yan as a student before.

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