Chapter 598

"Hiss~"

Hearing that Uncle Aoli's salary was over forty thousand a year, Li Zhongfa couldn't help but grimace.

Of course, he knew by now that Li Ye was "priced in US dollars," and this forty thousand plus was in US dollars, not RMB.

"Then just now, your Uncle Wen and I looked from the sky; the grapes and crops in your manor haven't even taken up half the area. Can this manor of yours make money?"

"I don't know."

Li Ye said quite straightforwardly, "I have to ask the accountant before I know about this."

Li Zhongfa said in surprise, "How much your manor produces in a year and how much it costs—it's just a matter of addition and subtraction, and you still have to ask an accountant?"

Li Ye sighed and said, "Grandfather, you don't know. In the Lighthouse, anyone with a bit of income cannot do without an accountant.

Because if you aren't a professional, you simply can't calculate how much tax you need to pay, how much tax you can get back, or even how much you'll be fined.

And accountants, lawyers, and insurance financial planners are all practitioners in the high-profit industries I mentioned to you earlier."

"Right here in the Lighthouse, not to mention lawyers, the first one closely related to ordinary people is the accountant."

"Unless you are a homeless person or a low-income earner, the tax department knows you have no oil to squeeze and won't bother you, but otherwise..."

Li Ye smiled and said, "Grandfather, there is a saying in the Lighthouse: a private residence is inviolable; the wind can enter, the rain can enter, the King cannot enter, but the tax officer can enter."

"..."

Li Zhongfa was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the boundary fence of the manor and said, "You mean, even the King cannot enter this manor of yours, but the tax officer can?"

Li Ye nodded and said, "The situation is a bit different, but that's the meaning."

Li Zhongfa immediately said seriously, "Then you must study the accounting knowledge of the Lighthouse well~. This is someone else's territory; don't get tripped up and not even know it."

Li Ye said with a smile, "Grandfather, when they trip you up, they don't care whether you are one of their own or an outsider!"

Why does the middle class in the Lighthouse need to hire a professional accountant to calculate their personal income tax?

Because there are too many traps buried in the tax law; even professionals are dizzy, and if ordinary people handle it themselves, the tax bureau doesn't have to say they'll catch you every time, but they'll catch you eight times out of ten.

Someone in later generations once said that the tax, insurance, medical, and other industries in the Lighthouse update a batch of "new traps" every year to ensure the interests of related industries.

Just think about it! The insurance industry in the Lighthouse in later generations accounts for about 40% of the global annual insurance premium income.

How do you expect to calculate this clearly?

Just be obedient, give them whatever they want, and consider it paying protection money.

Li Zhongfa said in surprise, "Good fellow, so that's what you meant by industrial transfer? This thing really makes money fast, it's just that it doesn't distinguish between inside and outside; it peels a layer of skin off whoever it catches!"

Li Ye nodded and said, "Grandfather, you are right. When it comes to the ability to peel skin, no one dares to claim second place here."

By noon, Li Zhongfa and Teacher Ke and her husband, who had played to their heart's content, ate the Chinese food prepared by Li Ye and Watching Wen Leyu.

Today Watching Wen Leyu specifically took charge of the cooking and let Li Ye help her, and the meal they made was praised endlessly by Teacher Ke and Li Zhongfa.

Li Zhongfa said with a smile, "Xiao Yu's craftsmanship is amazing. Just watch! Within a year after getting married, our Xiao Ye will have to gain at least three circles in weight."

Teacher Ke waved her hand: "Isn't this because Li Ye taught her well? My Xiao Yu could only satisfy one requirement when cooking before—it was edible. But now, look at what she's learned from Li Ye; it can barely be considered presentable."

"How can you talk about your daughter like that? Starting tomorrow, if you have to eat bread and butter for a few days, you'll want to complain that Xiao Yu's cooking is bad, but you won't even be able to eat it!"

Wen Qingsheng was clearly not very happy with Teacher Ke evaluating his "little cotton-padded jacket" like this.

"Yes, yes, yes, I should eat more. Tomorrow I won't be able to eat it even if I want to, I can't be ungrateful, hehehehe~"

"..."

Li Ye glanced at Teacher Ke and asked curiously, "Auntie Ke, are you going to be busy with official business tomorrow? So urgent? Xiao Yu and I were planning to take you out to play for a few more days!"

To be honest, Li Ye thought Wen Qingsheng was here to handle official business, but he didn't expect that judging by Teacher Ke's attitude, she had official business too.

Teacher Ke shook her head and said, "In the last two years, there have been more and more students staying overseas, and the higher-ups attach great importance to it. I am here this time to investigate the specific situation."

Li Ye nodded slowly: "This is indeed a troublesome problem."

Teacher Ke looked at Li Ye and asked with a smile, "Do you have any unique insights again? Say it and let me hear it; it might help me analyze the reasons."

"What other reason could there be? They just pay too much!"

Li Ye said helplessly, "Actually, this country, the Lighthouse, has always attached great importance to attracting technical talent.

When our students were selected from the mainland, they were one in a hundred, one in a thousand. Once they arrived at the Lighthouse, they could be called excellent.

Plus, we have been instilled with the spirit of hard work since we were young, so to them, they are the best, best long-term laborers..."

"Long-term laborers?"

Teacher Ke said in surprise, "Are the talents we carefully selected only fit to be long-term laborers?"

"This..."

Li Ye said somewhat awkwardly, "Auntie Ke, this situation is the same all over the world. Even in our mainland, the most excellent technical talents in the units are mostly just burying their heads in work."

"..."

The pyramid-shaped management structure is applicable to 99% of the countries in the world.

In the Lighthouse, the white-skinned are the top layer of the pyramid.

If you don't believe it, look at the big factories in Silicon Valley; how many white people are actually working?

Their main job is "socializing." Isn't this very similar to building relationships on the mainland?

Of course, even if white people don't work, they are still better than the White Elephant people. After all, they don't work but they don't pass the buck either. The Third Brother is incapable of doing anything, but is number one at passing the buck, making the lower-level laborers deeply disgusted.

When people on the mainland in later generations were frantically resisting 996, in fact, the big factories in Silicon Valley also had 996, but it was mainly the mainland coders doing 996.

Many technical personnel on the mainland mockingly said that whether it was in the Huaxia family or the Lighthouse, production efficiency was supported by the Huaxia people.

If you are so capable, why wouldn't you be a long-term laborer?

However, everything has its pros and cons.

On the mainland, if technical talents are always kept at the bottom, the enterprise will ultimately not benefit.

And the pyramid model of the Lighthouse for the whole nation has even more terrifying consequences.

By the time these industrial workers of the sixties and seventies grow old, the overall quality of the new generation of Lighthouse workers who grew up in the so-called high-welfare environment will plummet off a cliff.

Workers in an aircraft manufacturing workshop actually smoking leaves while assembling an aircraft—do you dare believe it?

So, always sucking the blood of others brings sweet welfare, but it also leads to chronic poisoning.

You say, can the think tanks of the Lighthouse not see this chronic poisoning?

Hehe, financial plutocrats only care about interests. They will actively look for a host; whoever is industrially powerful, they will actively stick to them.

Didn't the British Empire, where the sun never sets, get sucked dry? It's okay, from the British Empire to America, we'll continue to suck.

When America is no longer capable, maybe they will want to go to the White Elephant, the Second Hair, or even the Eastern Great.

As for what the original host looks like after being hollowed out, they don't care at all!

"Xiao Ye, I don't like hearing you say that."

Grandfather Li Zhongfa said, "So you mean that people who work steadily cannot be valued? This situation in the Lighthouse actually confirms that saying—those who are not of my race must have a different heart; they don't trust us."

"Grandfather, you are right. They just don't trust us."

Li Ye agreed with Li Zhongfa's words, then said to Teacher Ke, "Auntie, I think our current advantage is just this point.

Those students who have suddenly arrived in this flower-like world, if we compete on treatment, except for a company like mine, we really can't compete right now..."

"Right... huh?"

Teacher Ke suddenly looked at Li Ye and said with a smile, "You mean, absorbing some students to work overseas?"

"Hehehehehe, if we could screen them in terms of ideology, that would be the best."

Speaking as one of our own, Li Ye did not deny his "using public office for private gain."