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Ning Wuyang thought of Su Rui's performance just now and felt that if Su Rui felt guilty at this time, then it would be a success to give Zhou An eye drops in front of the emperor.
Even if not.
At least the tax stamp he paid was sent to the emperor's desk, letting the emperor know his importance, which would also be of great help to him in getting rid of Zhou An in the future.
"Mr. Ning, are you really just trying to pay taxes after you have worked so hard all morning?"
Shen Youchu didn't realize that some people appeared to be here to pay taxes, but were actually here to "sell medicine."
"Otherwise? I'm really just here to fulfill my taxpayer obligations."
Ning Wuyan had no intention of telling anyone about his plan to kill Zhou An.
Yes.
anyone.
Among them was even Zhou Jingxian, whom he wanted to win over and attack Zhou An together.
After all, for him, the crime of harming the royal children may be life-threatening.
If he told others, he wanted to kill Zhou An.
Even Shen Youchu, who is a ghost and has strong backers, would urge him to think twice before taking this approach against the imperial power.
Whether this matter comes to fruition or not, all plans can only rot in his stomach and cannot be leaked to the outside world.
"I always feel that Mr. Ning, you are hiding something from me..."
Shen Youchu pouted, holding her cheeks in hand and thinking carefully about what just happened.
Especially what Young Master Ning said.
But... apart from Mr. Ning being a little aggrieved, she didn't seem to remember anything else.
"Master Ning, if Zhou An really wants to kill you, I will definitely stand by your side. If he really dares to attack you, I will let Mei Xiang break his hand!"
Shen Youchu bared his teeth pretending to be evil.
It's just a soft and cute face, and it doesn't have any deterrent effect even if it's made into a grimace.
It made Ning Wuyan laugh.
"Okay, it's time for Miss Meixiang."
Mei Xiang, who was named, suddenly looked like she had died heroically.
Breaking Zhou An's hand would cost her her life.
But the cannibal has a soft mouth, so as long as the lady's ice drink works, you can feed her at any time.
The worst case scenario is that after she defeats Zhou An, she leaves the Shen family and wanders around the world!
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Ning Wuyang paid more than 150,000 yuan in taxes from the government office for two quarters.
In less than half a day, it was spread throughout the city.
The news spread so quickly thanks to Suri's push.
I want to set an example with this, so that Jinling businessmen can follow Ning Wuchang's example and take the initiative to pay taxes as early as possible.
Su Rui also wanted to protect the property of Ning Wuchang's shop. In response to the news being spread, Su Rui reorganized the shops on the streets of Jinling and strictly checked the accounts to prevent the smuggling of goods.
Especially those perfumes and ice cubes put on the shelves, if there is no receipt issued by the Ning family shop, the origin will be strictly investigated.
Su Ruike was the governor of Jiangnan Province.
This move directly caused people in Jiangnan Dao who knew that the perfume and ice cubes business of Ningjia Shop was booming and wanted to forge or find out the secret recipe to privately make perfume and ice cubes to use the Ningjia name to look like the real ones, all of them gave up the idea. .
It's really not worth it to be confiscated by the government for some petty profits.
It's better to be like a second-rate dealer, go to Ning's house to buy goods and then resell them. It's safe, you don't have to pay taxes, and you still have hard-earned money left over.
Zhou An had just finished feeding the baby boy in front of a top killer. When he heard the news, he was so angry that he almost threw the baby boy out of the window from the second floor.
"Have you paid the quarterly tax of 150,000 taels? Or are you sitting on the tax?"
Ning Wuchang, who has a big problem in his eyes, is really not afraid of being choked to death by so much money!
Although the Ye family relied on various means to avoid taxes, they did not pay that much tax in a year.
"Did he pay the tax in proportion to the amount of money he received in the account?"
Zhou An always felt that something was not right.
Ning Wuhuang was not a fool. How could he be so honest and pay so much tax?
But these taxes are enough to prove how much Ning Wuhuang has earned in the past two months, especially from selling ice cubes, which sold for one million taels of silver in three days.
If I had hidden part of it and not paid it, I'm afraid I would have gotten even more money!
"Returning to the Marquis, according to various sources, Ning Wuxu should have not evaded taxes, and among the tax items he paid in advance, there was a tax on 50,000 bottles of perfume."
Fifty thousand bottles?
Zhou An quickly handed the baby boy in his hand to his nervous subordinates, puzzled.
"He not only pre-sold 20,000 bottles, but also sold 20,000 bottles now. Where did the other 10,000 bottles come from?"
The guard responsible for the report was speechless for a moment and stopped talking.
Seeing this, Zhou An sneered silently: "Have you forgotten how you came to serve me?"
The guard trembled when he heard this and said, "Little Marquis, please spare my life."
Last time, because of his poor reporting, the guard delayed the important event of the Marquis preventing Princess Xian from opening an ice drink shop. His tongue was pulled out and he was punished to clean the latrine as a warning to others.
This guard was just promoted.
Even though what he was about to report might arouse Zhou An's anger, he didn't care about getting beaten at this time. He could only bite the bullet and said: "According to the accounts, the remaining 10,000 bottles were bought by Princess Xian." gone."
"who?"
Zhou An suspected that he heard wrongly.
"It was Princess Xian who bought 10,000 bottles of perfume from the perfume shop. The government office copied the receipt and paid a tax of fifty taels per bottle. But I asked the people at the wine shop and they said that Princess Xian bought the perfume every day. The bottle cost only twenty taels."
Not only did they sell twenty bottles to Zhou Jingxian, but they also paid excessive taxes to Zhou Jingxian? !
Is Ning Wuyan determined to help King Kang's faction? !
Zhou An couldn't bear it anymore and there was no need to bear it any longer.
Wow...
He overturned the table in front of him.
The baby boy, who had just fallen asleep after feeding, was so frightened that he cried loudly.
The killer who had just gone downstairs to avoid suspicion came back again, staring at Zhou An with burning eyes.
Some of the killers who were summoned back from the second floor heard the child's cry, and their eyes shot towards Zhou An like sharp arrows.
Zhou An, who was furious, suddenly calmed down.
Only then did he realize that he was no longer in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, but in the Midnight Pavilion surrounded by killers.
The pressure the killers put on him now will be his ability to kill Ning Wuyan in the future!
"Don't get me wrong, I just... slipped for a moment."
Zhou An put on the black mask on his face, sat back on the chair, and forced himself to calm down.
Eighty percent of the manpower has been gathered.
Hold still.
Don't panic.
After killing Ning Wuyan and then Zhou Jingxian, both the perfume shop and the ice-making workshop will be in his possession.
Now there is only the opportunity to take action...
"Go and find out when these 10,000 bottles of perfume will be delivered."
Zhou An thought of the failure of Liujiazhuang last time and decided to get up from where he fell.
Just this time.
The real killer move is no longer to bully others.
But - the real killing move!
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When Ning Wuyang passed by Liujiazhuang in a carriage.
A long way away, the driver outside told him that Ning Zhang and his party were measuring the land in the rice fields ahead.
Shen Youchu opened the car curtain, looked at the golden rice fields everywhere, and asked him curiously: "Mr. Ning, your family has a vast rice field. After harvesting the rice, do you want to use this area to plant flowers?"
If all the thousands of acres of fertile land were planted with flowers, it would be like a dream.
The dense forest at the fork in the road is suitable for pruning, setting up painting tools, and placing two buckets of ice. She won't get bored of Mr. Ning sitting there sketching all day long.
Just when Shen Youchu was imagining a bright future, Ning Wuhuang broke her fantasy with one word.
