Heavenly Master, I have a different world.

Chapter 55 Taxation
'What are you talking about? '

Seeing Fangzheng looking over curiously, Wan Dandan just wanted to give him a slap in the face, and it wasn't his own money, so he didn't care how much he paid.

This sentence may cause a lot of trouble for myself.

Still too young!

"When it comes to paying taxes, I really don't quite understand it." Fangzheng rested his chin on his hand and said:
"Is it based on the turnover or the final profit? I heard that the tax rate is not low. Do you know anything about it?"

"Uh..." Wan Dandan opened his mouth and explained:

"You have to pay both."

"Huh?" Fangzheng looked surprised:
"why?"

"That's the rule." Wan Dandan shrugged:

"But you don't have to worry, boss. The annual income is less than 500 million yuan, and the net profit is one million yuan. You won't be able to pay much in Qushi."

She further explained:
"There are two kinds of taxes in general when doing business. One is value-added tax, which can be understood as the difference between the price of something bought and sold. Taxes are paid because things increase in value."

"One million value-added, almost one hundred thousand in taxes, right?"

"That's what I said, but if there are special invoices or other policies, they can actually be waived. My previous company never handed them over."

"En." Fangzheng pursed his lips:
"Is there another kind?"

"The other is called corporate income tax." Wan Dandan said:
"The base is income minus all expenses, including staff salaries, venue rent, etc., which is the net profit you mentioned. Small and micro businesses like ours pay 100% tax if their annual net profit is less than 2.5 million."

"100 million to 300 million, pay 5%."

"This is a step-by-step tax payment, that is, if the profit is 200 million, the first 100 million pays 2.5%, and the remaining 100 million pays 5%, not 200% for all 5 million."

"Oh!" Fangzheng suddenly said:
"Then if the profit is more than 300 million?"

His business must have an annual profit of more than 300 million.

"If it is 300 million, you will no longer enjoy the preferential policies for small and micro enterprises, and you will pay a unified tax rate of 25%." Wan Dandan said:
"310 million also needs to pay 25% of the full amount, without the previous 2.5% or 5%."

"Isn't this a loss?" Fangzheng shook his head:
"The profit of 310 million is not as much as the profit of more than 200 million."

"That's true." Wan Dandan nodded:

"So if the company's profit exceeds 300 million, most of them will reduce the profit through accounting, which can save hundreds of thousands of taxes."

"It's really complicated." Fangzheng sighed and asked:

"The rest of the money should be mine, right?"

"This..." Wan Dandan laughed dryly:

"No."

"The money in the company's account does not belong to the individual. If you want to really enter the boss's personal pocket, you need to pay an additional 20% personal dividend income tax."

"Ah?" Fangzheng's mouth twitched slightly:
"Do you still have to pay taxes?"

"Yes." Wan Dandan nodded:

"However, if you are self-employed, the profits will be directly transferred to your personal account. If you don't have a corporate account, you don't have to pay this part of the tax."

"Of course self-employed people have restrictions on being self-employed."

"Heh..." Fang Zheng sighed lightly.

In other words, his small company has to pay three kinds of taxes to really earn money.

Value-added tax, corporate income tax, and personal income tax have taken a long time, and I am afraid that if I invest 1000 million yuan, I will not get half of it.

Thinking of this, he asked again:
"If I pay myself a salary, do I still have to pay taxes?"

"Yes."

"What is the tax rate?"

"No tax is paid for the monthly salary of less than 3, 45% for the part exceeding [-] for less than [-], and [-]% for the part exceeding [-]"

"How much? 45%?"

"Yes."

Wan Dandan nodded:
"Therefore, there are very few people who earn a million dollars a year purely from their salary. Even if they have the ability to achieve it, they usually convert their salary into dividends, so that they can pay less tax. Both individuals and companies are willing."

"It's really a bit high." Fangzheng understood clearly:
"It's no wonder so many people evade taxes. Even big stars who make money so easily do so. Who doesn't feel sorry for turning over [-]% of their income."

Wan Dandan pursed his lips.

Paying taxes is a matter for the rich, and ordinary people don't have so much emotion.

Like her second sister.

The monthly salary is more than 7000.

After deducting the 2000 base amount, there is no need to pay taxes, and there are more than 1000 left, and more than 1000 of the five social insurances and one housing fund will be deducted, and more than [-] will be deducted for rent subsidies.

In the end, pay 3% of the remaining money, which is only [-] cents a month!
Sister Wu from the previous company was even more ruthless.

1 bases are deducted for pensions, [-] bases are deducted for children’s schooling, [-] bases are deducted for buying a house, and more than [-] wages are not taxed.

Earn more and pay more, as it should be.

Small companies also have preferential policies, and they can pay tens of thousands of yuan for an annual profit of one million yuan. To be honest, it is not too high.

The really high ones are those big companies with turnover of tens of millions, hundreds of millions or even tens of billions.

"So be it!"

Fangzheng patted the table:

"Continue to do as usual."

"Huh?" Wan Dandan showed surprise:

"Boss, are you sure?"

"Of course." Fang Zheng stretched his muscles and bones:
"I'm going to be a rich man in the future. I don't care about such a small amount of money, and paying taxes is the duty of citizens."

"I admire!" Wan Dandan gave a thumbs up and said again:

"Boss, are you a rich second generation?"

Isn't the rich second generation so free and easy?

Fangzheng shook his head.

He is not kidding anymore, there is a different world waiting to be discovered, and it is not a dream to be the richest man in the world in a short period of time, how could he make a mistake in such a trivial matter.

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Dingseng Mountain.

A kiln mouth.

"Master."

Wu Hai led a group of people over and said:

"They are all craftsmen of pit fire kilns. They are sold together with the kiln mouth at a price of 600 taels of silver. You will meet the master's house soon!"

The latter sentence is addressed to the crowd.

A group of people were all disheveled and dressed in rags. The leader was about fifty. Hearing the words, he knelt tremblingly and said in his mouth:
"I've been waiting to see the master's house!"

"I have seen the master's house!"

The others followed suit, kneeling on the ground and shouting, like a group of beggars bowing down to the leader.

"Get up."

Fangzheng was amused, waved his hand and asked:
"Are you the queen of the prisoner?"

These people engraved words on their foreheads, and they were bought and sold as goods, and they kowtowed directly while saluting. They were definitely not freelance craftsmen.

"Yes." The old man nodded:
"I waited for my ancestors to commit a crime and was punished for three generations as a craftsman, but the next generation is free. They can work in agriculture but cannot be judged."

"Ah."

Fangzheng nodded:

"Don't worry, everything here is as usual. If your juniors work at the kiln, they will be paid according to the market price, and they will be able to eat well after they have a skill."

"Thank you, master!"

The old man was overjoyed and hastily kowtowed again.

The reason why he mentioned the younger generation was because of this. Fortunately, the new owner's family was not like the previous one, even the younger generation was desperately trying to squeeze them out.

They are criminals, not protected by the law, and dare not resist.

"You guys..." Fangzheng moved his eyes back and landed on some special people in the crowd:

"Not a prisoner?"

"Go back to the Lord's house." One person replied:
"We are the people nearby, and we come here to work and subsidize our family during the slack season."

"Oh!" Fang Zheng said:

"Is there not enough land to eat?"

"Where is enough?" The man raised his head, his weathered face was full of bitterness:
"Field tax, miscellaneous taxes, and corvee are indispensable every year. If the weather is good, that's all. I'll be hungry for a few days at most."

"If the yield of the field decreases, someone will definitely be forced to die that year!"

Fangzheng became interested. We have to pay taxes in modern society. I don't know what's different in the other world. When I asked him, his face couldn't help but change slightly.

What a harsh tax!

Land tax, that is, to pay taxes for farming.

Miscellaneous taxes, usually referring to head tax, were exempted for babies under the age of three in the Wei Dynasty, half of them for those under the age of seven, and exempted for those over the age of 59.

Corvée is levied on a dime basis, and adult men have to contribute to the imperial court every year, either going to border defense, or opening rivers, or doing other things.

You can also not do corvee, but you have to spend money to deduct it.

This is already good. The Wei Dynasty implemented tax coordination, which is similar to a whip method, which simplifies the tax collection process and greatly reduces the means of local officials to be greedy for ink.

former dynasty,

It is because of taxes that the world is in chaos.

But looking at the present, it seems to be getting worse and worse, and there are additional taxes every year.

"A tyrannical regime is fiercer than a tiger!"

Fangzheng shook his head lightly:

"The ancients are sincere and I cannot be deceived."

There are also taxes in modern society, but ordinary people hardly notice it, and most complain about the narrow ascending channel, where people die every year.

(End of this chapter)