Chapter 610

Jean said excitedly, "Mr. Su, the paintings I bought from you last time sold very well when I took them to my gallery to sell. So, I have come this time to ask if you have any new works from this period."

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "I have indeed painted a few pieces during this time. Mr. Jean and Mr. Huang, please sit in my office for a moment; I will go upstairs and bring the paintings down for you to see."

Jean nodded and said, "Very well."

Su Xinghui went upstairs and brought down all the paintings he had created during this time. It had been nearly five months since Jean last left Meng Hu Ling, and Su Xinghui had painted eight pieces in that period. Among them, the painting of Zhuangyuan Lane had been taken to the Provincial Art Academy to participate in an exhibition and remained there, so he now had seven works left.

He brought these seven works to the office and displayed them one by one for Jean and Huang Zhaoxian to see. Most of these seven works were landscapes; two were of the Lvling Reservoir and the Shi Quan Zen Temple, and one was of Zhuangyuan Lane. He was very satisfied with the painting of Zhuangyuan Lane he had done; since that painting was collected by the Provincial Art Academy, he had painted another one based on his memory.

These seven paintings made Jean very satisfied. After looking at them, he said to Su Xinghui, "Mr. Su, can you sell these seven paintings to me?"

Su Xinghui did not act coy. Although his assets were not small now, he did not have much cash on hand. If he had such a sum of money in his hands, it would be much more convenient for him. He nodded and said, "Yes, I can."

Jean said very happily, "That's great. How about this, Mr. Su: since your works sell very well in my gallery and the quality of your works this time is also very high, I have decided to appropriately increase the purchase price this time. Let's make it 100,000 RMB for these seven paintings."

Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Then thank you, Mr. Jean."

Jean said, "Mr. Su, I have a small request."

Su Xinghui said, "Please go ahead."

Jean said, "I hope that in the future, when Mr. Su has new works, you will give me priority in purchasing them."

Is that so? Su Xinghui began to ponder. No wonder Jean would take the initiative to raise the price. Since he took the initiative to raise the price, it was naturally because his paintings could bring him good returns. The price they sold for in his gallery must be far higher than his purchase price, which was why he wanted him to give priority to selling his works to him.

Seeing that Su Xinghui was somewhat hesitant, Jean hurriedly said, "Mr. Su, this does not need to be written into the contract; let's just consider it a verbal agreement between us. I hope that, for the sake of our friendship, Mr. Su can give me priority in purchasing your new works in the future. I will probably come to China two or three times a year."

Although Su Xinghui knew that the price his paintings sold for abroad was definitely more than the purchase price Jean gave, he could never sell his paintings for such a price domestically. From this perspective, selling to Jean was his best choice at the moment. Since it did not need to be written into the contract, there was nothing wrong with agreeing to this request.

Thinking of this, Su Xinghui nodded and said, "Very well, Mr. Jean. In the future, when I have any new works, I will definitely give you priority."

Jean said happily, "Then let's sign the contract now."

Huang Zhaoxian took out the contract. After signing it with Su Xinghui, he directly took out 100,000 yuan in cash and handed it to Su Xinghui, then collected the paintings.

Su Xinghui said, "Then thank you. Mr. Jean, Mr. Huang, please sit here for a while; I will be right back."

After Su Xinghui went out, he went directly to the Local Taxation Office and found Cao Xiuliang, saying he wanted to pay the individual income adjustment tax, which left Cao Xiuliang stunned.

Su Xinghui took out the contract he had signed with Jean, told Cao Xiuliang the details, and then said, "I paid it once last year, and the income was the same as this time; I should pay 16,000 in tax."

While flipping through tax regulations to find the basis, Cao Xiuliang shook his head and said, "Township Head Su, I am truly impressed by you. I have worked in tax authorities for so many years, and I have never seen anyone take the initiative to pay this individual income adjustment tax."

Su Xinghui did not say anything; he just smiled faintly.

Cao Xiuliang found the regulatory basis for collecting the individual income adjustment tax. After calculating according to the tax rate above, he nodded and said, "It is indeed 16,000."

He called over a staff member to issue a receipt and collect the money. Seeing Su Xinghui count out 16,000 yuan in real cash and hand it to the staff member, he could not help but give Su Xinghui a thumbs up.

He was indeed immensely impressed by Su Xinghui. 16,000! This was several years' worth of their wages, yet Su Xinghui paid the tax without even blinking. This was truly not easy.

If it were him, he might also pay it, but he would definitely feel the pain for a long time.

He quietly asked Su Xinghui, "Township Head Su, you pay so much tax; does it really not pain you?"

Su Xinghui said, "How could it not pain me? However, if I don't pay the tax that should be paid, that would be tax evasion, which is illegal. Of course, I cannot do that. It is better to pay the tax and feel at ease. If you don't do anything wrong, you don't fear a knock at the door."

Cao Xiuliang nodded and said, "Township Head Su, you said it well!"

After leaving the Local Taxation Office, Su Xinghui went to the Agricultural Bank and deposited the remaining 84,000 after paying the tax into his passbook, planning to withdraw it to take home next time he went home.

Returning to the township government, it was almost time for lunch. Su Xinghui invited Jean and Huang Zhaoxian to Zhang Pangzi's restaurant and paid for their lunch himself.

The fourth day after Jean left Meng Hu Ling was a Sunday. Early that morning, Su Xinghui withdrew 80,000 yuan from his passbook and went home. As soon as he arrived home, he took 60,000 yuan out of his bag and handed it to Guo Suhua.

Guo Suhua asked in surprise, "Where did you get this money? You must not accept other people's money!"

Su Xinghui said with a smile, "Mom, don't worry. Is your son that kind of person?"

Su Xinghui took out the contract and the tax payment certificate from his bag and handed them to Guo Suhua. When Guo Suhua saw them, she said excitedly, "Xinghui, did you sell paintings again?"

Su Xinghui smiled and said, "Yes. Are you relieved now? Let's leave these two things for you to keep for me."

Guo Suhua took the two items and looked at the 60,000 yuan, saying, "Then what about this money? Shall I keep it for you?"

Su Xinghui said, "How about this: call my sister and brother-in-law over today, and use this 60,000 yuan to buy two more storefronts, one in my name and one in my sister's name."

Guo Suhua exclaimed, "Do you really want to do this? But this money was all earned by you. 30,000 yuan is not a small amount."

Su Xinghui said, "It's fine, Mom. Just consider it as me lending it to my sister and brother-in-law; they can pay me back when they have money in the future. Buying a storefront now will only be profitable in the future. My sister and brother-in-law don't have much ability; if they have two storefronts, they will at least not have to worry about food and drink in the future. I can paint, and I have shares from my cousin, so it will be easy for me to earn money in the future."

Guo Suhua said with emotion, "Xinghui, Mom is so happy that you can think this way. Mom has no other thoughts; I just hope that you two siblings will love and support each other. If you do this, your sister and brother-in-law will definitely get along well with you in the future."

Guo Suhua wiped away her tears and then called Su Xingyun, saying that Su Xinghui was back and asking her whole family to come back for dinner.

After about half an hour, Su Xingyun's family arrived. As soon as they arrived, Guo Suhua told them to sit down with a solemn expression, and they sat down with some confusion.

Guo Suhua took out the 60,000 yuan, as well as the contracts and tax receipts for Su Xinghui's two painting sales, and showed them to them one by one. After Tan Mingcheng and Su Xingyun saw them, they said, "Xinghui, you sold paintings for so much money?"