After Aunt Xiao and his daughter left, their father Rao Dexin asked: "What did you say just now? We will re-select a larger restaurant in a while?"

Rao Mingyu nodded and said, "Yes! Last night, the three cousins ​​discussed with me. After I obtained the provincial famous snack certification, I would re-select a larger restaurant to upgrade my grades."

Rao Dexin frowned and said, "You're so anxious. Are you sure that the business has always been so good?"

Rao Mingyang said confidently: "That's sure. You have seen the Food Festival for two days. People who have eaten it have not said that it is not delicious. After the scale is expanded, there will definitely be regular customers who will come to visit. With the spread of fame and reputation, more and more people from other places will come to taste it in the future, and they are not afraid of customer sources."

Rao Dexin asked again: "Then it costs money to decorate a high-end restaurant. Where did you get that much money?"

Rao Mingyang said: "I made tens of thousands of dollars last month. Besides, there is still some time before I can confirm that I will have some profits when I get the provincial famous snack certification. The three cousins ​​also said that if the money is not enough, he will lend it to me."

Rao Dexin shook his head and said, "It's good for Tian Laosan to be rich and he is close to our family, but it's inappropriate for you to just borrow money. If you just borrow money, you'll borrow other people's money to make your own fortune."

"What should I do?" Rao Mingyang asked.

"I think you should let Tian Laosan invest in the stock and make money together. Moreover, Tian Laosan has been outside for many years, has a wide range of social relations, and has rich experience in all aspects. In some aspects, I can't even compare with me. If he can join the stock, it will be more helpful to you." Rao Dexin replied.

Rao Mingyang thought for a moment, nodded and said, "What you said is reasonable. I will make a decision with my three cousins ​​at that time."

Then, Rao Mingyang rode out on the electric bike and went to the tax bureau, preparing to report last month's turnover and pay business tax and surcharge tax.

As soon as he entered the tax bureau hall, Rao Mingyang unexpectedly saw Liu Qingshan, the small section chief of the tax bureau who brought someone to check last time, wearing a "lobby manager" chest logo, answering questions from the people who came to handle taxes in the hall.

Since we are all section chiefs, we should sit in the office by ourselves. Why did we come to be the lobby manager?

Rao Mingyang hated him for his power to seek personal gain and helped Fatty Han to slap himself, so he asked jokingly: "Wow, Chief Liu, have you become a manager?"

Liu Qingshan looked up and saw that Rao Mingyang suddenly turned dark.

That time, he heard the report from his friend Fatty Han and went to check the tax evasion problem in Rao Mingyang's store. Unexpectedly, he happened to meet a young man who was having breakfast. He called the deputy county magistrate and then transferred to the tax bureau chief. He was called back, scolded and demoted.

Later, Liu Qingshan also found out clearly that the young man who stood out for Rao Mingyang was Chen Wensong, the son of Deputy County Mayor Chen Zhenshan. Chen Wensong had breakfast on Rao Mingyang's phone every day and had a good relationship with Rao Mingyang.

It was because of this bastard Rao Mingyang that he offended the deputy county magistrate's son, and he was demoted to the hall by the director to be a commentator.

Liu Qingshan hated Rao Mingyang in his heart and wished he could die! But he did not dare to reveal it because Rao Mingyang had registered with Deputy County Mayor Chen Zhenshan, so he did not dare to take revenge at all.

So, Liu Qingshan could only say with a frustrated smile: "Boss Rao? What manager? I am here to be a commentator and serve everyone."

"Okay, I just don't understand. Manager Liu will explain it to me!" Rao Mingyang took the opportunity to ask Liu Qingshan about how to pay taxes.

Liu Qingshan wanted to kick Rao Mingyang out, but he could only think about it. In the end, he endured the injustice and explained the tax procedures to Rao Mingyang.

Rao Mingyang has no invoices, no accounting, and no accounting. The turnover is estimated by the boss himself, and the tax bureau will not care about them.

The tax bureau will investigate and inquire unless someone reports it or the turnover clearly does not meet the facts.

According to the impression of the staff of the Taxation Bureau, most breakfast restaurants in Meitan are duty-free restaurants with a turnover of less than 30,000. Occasionally, those who have to declare taxes for more than 30,000 yuan in turnover are mostly 40,000 to 50,000 yuan.

Even if there are higher turnover, no one will report honestly and truthfully, just about the same.

So, when Rao Mingyang reported to the tax handler that his turnover was almost 100,000 last month, the staff really looked at him with admiration.

In addition to thinking that Rao Mingyang is too honest, he also thinks that his turnover is a bit too much.

Just selling breakfast, can you sell so much turnover in a month? The staff expressed doubts.

You should know that the catering industry generally has half of the profits. Since the turnover is 100,000, then isn’t there a profit of 50,000?

If selling breakfast is so profitable in a month, there will not be so many wandering vendors who can’t afford to rent a storefront, so they can sell it if they push a small cart.

"Are you sure you want to report so much?" asked the staff.

"Is there anything wrong?" Rao Mingyang asked.

"There is nothing wrong, but your turnover will be based on this next month. If the decline is significant, we will visit your store for investigation."

"No problem. The business just started last month, so the turnover is not much, and the turnover will only be higher next month and will not decline."

"Well, that's fine. But what kind of breakfast do you sell, with such a high turnover?"

"It's just crispy meat mung bean powder!"

"You are lying to me, can crispy mung bean flour beans beans beans be sold for so much money?"

At this time, Liu Qingshan next to him interrupted, "You don't know, Boss Rao's crispy mung bean powder is sold for 100 yuan per bowl, and of course it can sell for a turnover of 100,000 yuan a month."

The staff suddenly realized and smiled and said, "Rao Mingyang crispy pork mung bean powder, it turns out it was you. It wasn't much for 100,000 yuan that month! I heard that you won the first prize in the Meitan County Famous Snacks Selection yesterday. Congratulations!"

Rao Mingyang said modestly: "Thank you!"

The staff member said again: "Since you have such a high turnover and are famous, I suggest you apply for a catering company and hire a professional accountant to do the accounting. Don't make such estimates, it's not standardized."

"I have this idea, but it has not been implemented yet. Let's talk about it later. Let's apply for the taxes from last month first."

Afterwards, the staff calculated the turnover amount declared by Rao Mingyang and asked him to pay more than 3,000 yuan in taxes.

Rao Mingyang paid the money and got the tax payment certificate, and he was relieved. Now, he is not afraid of someone reporting it.
Chapter completed!