Chapter 74

"Register a religious sect?"

Chen Yaozu wasn't very familiar with this aspect, whether in his previous life or this one, so he was somewhat puzzled.

Ms. Megan nodded and explained very seriously:

"Yes, register your religious sect. If successful, religious assets can even be tax-exempt.

Of course this requires obtaining qualifications. This qualification requires you to have legitimate religious qualifications and a doctrine recognized by others, as well as a certain degree of charitable acts.

Additionally, in America, all kinds of sect personnel, as long as they are legal, have many invisible privileges.

Because wealthy people will have many assets registered under religious names, used for tax avoidance and inheritance.

Of course there are also many charity foundations and the like, I won't go into those, so this religious line, even the president dares not touch.

However, there are many invisible conditions. Reputation and influence are one of them."

Chen Yaozu understood. He recalled an article called Fan Jin Zhangju.

What wasn't written in the article was that after Zhangju, Fan Jin became wealthy, because many people would register land under his name, because land under his name didn't need to pay taxes.

Only needed to negotiate with him what proportion of the annual harvest he would take. It was just turning the taxes the state should collect into private income, and there were even cases of registering population under private names.

Same as what Megan said now.

"But going to register now is already too late. The disaster area situation in Florida and several surrounding states is urgent. How could we possibly wait for registration approval before taking action?"

America doing bureaucracy isn't as fast as imagined. Sometimes approving a document, processing a license, takes several months or even half a year, a year or several years.

Before coming here there was no intuitive feeling about this aspect. After living here for a period of time, many people would discover that America's bureaucracy is really too slow. All kinds of institutions need approval.

Unless you have connections at the top!

Thinking of this, Chen Yaozu's eyes lit up. He looked at Megan and Mikhailov: "You two mean you can help me get the sect registered before departure?"

Megan smiled and nodded: "Why not? You should know, even if you urgently want to appear in Florida, wait, the surrounding three states, to rescue those disaster victims.

What will you use to rescue? Just bringing those dozens of bare-chested strong men there, besides consuming supplies, you'd only help do some moving and lifting work.

Besides increasing the disaster area's burden, what else could that do? So, if you want to truly do disaster relief, you must complete a coordination plan.

You need to raise funds, supplies, and manpower.

This period of time is enough for us to help you get the sect registered!

However, my word doesn't count. It depends on Mikhailov, because he has a friend working in the American International Religious Affairs Committee."

Mikhailov glanced at his wife, then also smiled and raised his head: "My wife told me you would be a good friend, so we can help you get the sect registered.

We know people in this area. However, if you obtain tax-exempt qualifications later, you might need to give him a quota."

American religious assets aren't such that once you get qualifications everything is tax-exempt. It depends on how big the qualification is, and how much charity you've done.

So, letting people register under you also needs limits.

For example, that famous Flying Spaghetti Monster Church. That sect has no qualifications, even though it seems to have quite a few disciples.

Chen Yaozu understood. Isn't it just like the American president after retirement, definitely entering some consortium as an advisor, doing nothing all day, with an annual income of several million dollars, same deal?

"Ok, I agree!"

Megan's words also made Chen Yaozu aware of his own shortcomings.

His plan was to follow his rescue experience from his previous life, enter the disaster area and launch operations.

But the couple before him enlightened him.

This isn't the previous life. There's no unity. There are even people dragging things down.

In his previous life as a rescue team, every time there was a certain rear base and local public support. He only needed to focus on rescue.

But here, no! Here there isn't much unity. There's only freedom and looseness, and mutual hostility between various camps.

There are even internet celebrities directly spraying on YouTube, saying those going to rescue are neo-Nazis, because those several states are all Big Golden Hair's supporters, and Big Golden Hair is a relatively pure Pure Americanism, refusing excessive immigration.

So his rescue mission this time has no rear support, only himself. No public support base.

This also extends a problem. What he needs to do isn't just rescue, but also procurement of supplies and funds.

Most important is funds.

Megan and Mikhailov left, taking the sect name "Daomen Twenty-Fifth Governance," and a casually written doctrine: advocating benevolence, frugality, humility and other virtues, advocating social harmony, fairness and justice, emphasizing self-cultivation, cultivating kindness, tolerance, integrity and other qualities, achieving unity with the Go To through self-restraint and self-improvement.

Taking saving the world and helping people as their duty, caring about social suffering, helping those who need help.

Through charitable activities, medical rescue and other ways, contributing to society.

Not only helping others solve material difficulties, but also guiding people onto the path of cultivation, escaping suffering, achieving spiritual liberation.

Anyway, it just highlights one very simple impression: it must be high-end! Big news! Los Angeles high school district faculty olive oil team star player, Portwater High School PE teacher Yaozu Chen, this man who on the field has never had even a single defeat, the Eastern Beast of the olive oil field who few can withstand when he collides, suddenly decided to withdraw right before the semi-finals.

This caused an uproar, especially Los Angeles local populace. Under news rendering, they raised questions to all parties online.

There were even some populace driving to Portwater High School big door, holding banners demanding Chen Yaozu come out and give an explanation.

"Okay, half an hour later I'll come back to see these reporters. Thanks for the trouble!"

When Old Mrs. Wood called, Chen Yaozu was meeting a person, a Chinese-American young man named David Lin.

"Mr. Chen, which line are you on?"

This Chinese-American named David, though young, spoke and acted very shrewdly. According to A Yu, the other party had already secretly investigated for quite some days. Only after grasping certain evidence did he come to the door.

Coming to the door now is already a final ultimatum.

If you don't listen to the ultimatum, don't go to the Head Hall yourself to explain, confront the investigation results, then the people coming next will be the Head Hall's Enforcement Team members.

Knife Hands Gun Hands, or collectively called Killers.

Didn't expect that he came to deliver a final ultimatum, but the Successor Tangzhu Zhou Jiping and Double Flower Honggun Ayu actually pushed forward this young man before them to face him.

He knew who this young man was. He is the currently hyped PE teacher, the national high school faculty olive oil tournament, the championship favorite player Yaozu Chen.

He even more knew the Former Tangzhu was very likely killed by this person's hand. Even though through his internal informant he investigated the result was death at A Yu's hands.

But he even more believed his own intuition.

But it didn't hinder him hiding his own thoughts when facing this person, feigning ignorance to inquire about the other's identity.

He pretended not to recognize him, but the other side didn't pretend.

"David Lin, ancestral home Chaozhou, Fujian Bang Enforcement Hall Deputy Tangzhu, how come you joined not the Chaozhou Bang but the Fujian Bang? How come, you clearly investigated my information just two days ago, so why pretend not to know me when we meet now?

Is it that you don't want to conflict with me, or that you'll make a move secretly later?"

Chen Yaozu asked with a smile.

However, his words landing in the other's ears were instantly like Stone Shattering Sky! It turned out all his actions were merely self-perceived secrecy; who knew his every move had long since fallen under the other's monitoring.

David Lin's mouth corners carried a bitter smile, forcing a smile as he asked: "Mr. Chen has a very good job, and in the future can still become a very famous Olive Oil athlete, why would you want to involve yourself in our gangs where bottom-level people struggle to survive? This underworld is originally a mud pit outsiders don't want to enter, you this kind of noble person who has already squeezed into upper class society, why bother involving yourself in this kind of matter?"

The value of an all-US faculty Olive Oil star player, although not a professional club league star player, but the future prospects are definitely bright. You must know, in America, what makes the most money isn't WWE or UFC, but Olive Oil, followed by basketball's top athletes.

That's right!

An Olive Oil top athlete who can achieve results can sometimes easily completely crush a gang in annual income.

Even if the Fujian Bang is the number one Chinese gang in all of America.

America's top Olive Oil athlete Prescott, the year before last his on-field income alone reached 100 million Dollars, plus commercial endorsements and so on.

It can be said, if you can achieve results, going to be an Olive Oil player is not inferior to an ordinary person getting into the world's most top-tier famous school.

Such a person, why would they involve themselves in a gang? This made David Lin unable to understand.

Most importantly, why would A Yu and Zhou Jiping feel that this Olive Oil athlete before them could protect them?

Could it be just because he's a PE Teacher?

"Because starting the day before yesterday, A Yu and Zhou Jiping have already entered my sect; now, they are my beloved kin, Xiongdi.

Since it's Xiongdi's matter, how could I not care?"

Chen Yaozu picked up a cup of tea, sipped a mouthful of its bitter sweetness, smiling as he looked at the other.

David Lin understood; from the moment the other spoke this sentence to him, the Fujian Bang's Los Angeles Branch was no longer the Fujian Bang.

He raised his head to look at those two behind Chen Yaozu: "Entered the Fujian Gate, then you are Fujian Soul; entering is easy, leaving is hard!

Since it's like this, don't blame the Head Hall for cleaning house later!"

Finished speaking he was about to leave; next they would tear face.

In terms of foundation, the Fujian Bang Head Hall can casually crush the Los Angeles Branch; cleaning up a few traitors is still very easy.

"Mr. Lin, don't be in such a hurry to leave!"

The moment Chen Yaozu's words came out, David Lin felt he couldn't move.

Then he watched that PE Teacher stand up, walk step by step to before him, and pat pat his shoulder.

"I said, A Yu, and Zhou Jiping now are my sect's Dharma Protectors, Xiongdi.

You want to move against them, that's moving against me.

But you might not know what kind of person you're facing!

Also can't listen to my words; since it's like this, then let you blow blow wind, calm down calm down!"

Chen Yaozu's voice just fell, and David Lin fearfully felt he actually uncontrollably stepped outward.

At this moment he discovered, whether hands and feet, even his head were no longer under his own control.

He walked into the stairs, then all the way up, kept walking to the top floor roof step by step outward, until the edge already had half a foot extended out, only then stopped.

At this time David Lin although couldn't control his body, his fear had already made his body instinctively break out in a full body cold sweat, drenched in sweat, extremely bedraggled.

"Rest assured, two countries at war don't execute envoys, you won't die! Mr. Lin, can the roof's wind help you sober up sober up? If sobered then come down!"

Only then did David Lin feel his body again recover self-control; this sudden self-recovery made him stumble and almost fall down.

Desperately retreated two steps, crawled back, only then saw Chen Yaozu bringing A Yu and Zhou Jiping two people, at the stair entrance smiling looking at him.

Hiss...

"Just now... what was that?"

David Lin fearfully looked at the person before him, somewhat trembling lips spat out this one question.

"I registered a religious sect in Los Angeles, named 'Daomen Twenty-Fifth Governance', also called Los Angeles Parish; I myself humbly serve as Seal Mastery.

But this religious sect with only me alone won't do!

Just right, the Fujian Bang Los Angeles Branch's Tangzhu unfortunately passed away, and the successor Tangzhu Zhou Jiping and Honggun Ayu intended to merge the Los Angeles Branch into my religious sect.

I thought a bit, hard to refuse such kindness, so agreed.

Because, I currently lack manpower!"

Chen Yaozu smiling explained to him: "Also worried that the Fujian Bang as the number one Chinese gang in all America would feel they lost face.

So, just now merely slightly displayed this Seal Mastery's strength, giving you all a measuring standard.

This way everyone won't have any conflict misunderstandings!

What do you think?"

David Lin's heart was stormy waves; he'd been fighting and killing for several years, yet never seen this kind of mysterious side or even ability-type opponent.

Today first time seeing, completely no power to fight back, including even now the two Drone Operators who still haven't had any movement.

"Must say, your Enforcement Hall's combat personnel are quite with the times; now don't even use knives and guns, directly drone warfare.

But seems those two on that roof fell asleep; when you go back just wake them up by the way! Right, go back and tell your Bangzhu, better to resolve enmity than knot it.

Even if the Los Angeles Branch separated from the Fujian Bang, we can still mutual aid each other!"

Finished speaking Chen Yaozu left; he didn't need to wait for the other's attitude.

After all, at the Port Watert school gate, there's still a group of Reporters waiting for him!

As for David Lin, he came to another building's roof; there two people lay on the ground, beside them also placed several drones, and things carried on the drones.

Can see, these two people's surroundings completely had no fighting and struggling traces; just suddenly they were made unconscious by someone.

He took a deep breath took out his phone, dialed his own boss: "Bangzhu..."

At the Port Watert school gate, a group of reporters finally got the protagonist they had been waiting for — the star player who charged across the court like a ferocious beast, unstoppable — now appearing before them gentle and refined, like a gentleman.

"Mr. Yaozu Chen, did you withdraw from the semi-finals and finals where the championship was as good as yours because you were suppressed due to your Eastern People identity?"

"Mr. Yaozu Chen, were you subjected to Racial Discrimination?"

"Mr. Yaozu Chen..."

Suddenly one sentence made these reporters fall quiet: "No, I did not suffer Racial Discrimination. It was because after I learned that Florida and several surrounding states had been hit by a Hurricane Disaster, with countless dead and injured, and many left homeless, I decided to withdraw from the competition and organize people to Voluntarily Rescue!

Ball games can be played anytime.

But the people in the disaster cannot wait any longer!"

This passage from Chen Yaozu directly rendered almost all reporters on the scene mute! Then they stared at each other in dismay, and in the end, for some reason, they all cleared out completely!

"Sigh! You! You just shouldn't have said..."

Old Mrs. Wood suddenly sighed; she would rather Chen Yaozu say he had suffered Racial Discrimination at school — that would be Easier to Handle than this.

(Chapter End)