Chapter 9: An Introduction to the Fair Lady

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Although Ren Chaofan is no longer the poor, dark, and thin boy he once was, he still has almost zero experience in treating girls to dinner. After consulting with Long Linggui, Ren Chaofan decided to invite Jiang Chun to dine at the Rhine Pavilion. According to Long Linggui, the Rhine Pavilion Western Restaurant has an elegant environment and a warm atmosphere, making it the top choice for young men and women on their first date

Jiang Chun took a sip of soda water to calm her emotions, and she realized that she had laughed more in one evening than she had in the entire past year. Thus, she changed to a more serious topic.

Although Ren Chaofan now has a fortune of over one million, his biggest headache remains going to the tax bureau to issue invoices. Not only does he have to wait in line for more than an hour each time, but when it is finally his turn to fill out the invoice information, he always makes some minor mistakes. Whether it is the tax number, account number, or address, one small error can lead to starting all over again. Moreover, the tax officials are particularly arrogant, speaking in a dialect that is even harder to understand than English, leaving Ren Chaofan unsure of where he went wrong.

When Ren Chaofan visited a Western restaurant for the first time, he naturally did not know what to order. He pretended to look over the menu and made a gesture to the waiter, saying, "Ladies first."

Ren Chaofan immediately said to the waiter: "Two copies, just serve me the dishes as she ordered."

At 5:30 PM, Ren Chaofan appeared punctually at the entrance of the tax service hall. Dressed in a cream-colored casual outfit, he fully showcased his tall and handsome advantages.

However, before becoming a millionaire, Ren Chaofan encountered a problem, which was issuing value-added tax invoices. The companies Ren Chaofan dealt with were all legitimate large ceramic companies, and the value of the negative ion replacement agents he supplied was significant. Without value-added tax invoices, it was nearly impossible to settle accounts with the finance department

From then on, every time Jiang Chun saw Ren Chaofan, she felt a special sensation. Unfortunately, it seemed that Ren Chaofan had never noticed her. Whenever Jiang Chun thought of this, she felt a sense of loss and secretly resolved that the next time she saw Ren Chaofan, she would definitely not pay him any attention. However, every time she saw him flustered while filling out various forms or messily counting a pile of cash, she couldn't help but want to assist him. Alas, it was truly disappointing. But every time she saw him flustered while filling out various forms or messily counting a pile of cash, she couldn't help but want to assist him. Alas, it was truly disappointing.

After the waiter left, Shang Chun smiled and said to Ren Chaofan: "Is this your first time at a Western restaurant?"

A few minutes later, Jiang Chun appeared. This was the first time Ren Chaofan had seen Jiang Chun out of his tax uniform and dressed in casual clothes. If Jiang Chun had not taken the initiative to greet him, he would have almost thought he had mistaken him for someone else

Jiang Chunda: "Even if I am unwilling to grace you with my presence, you can still order a Western meal in our tax office and eat it in front of me"

After finishing a meal, Ren Chaofan was naturally flustered and created a multitude of humorous moments. Jiang Chun felt as though he were watching a comedian perform, laughing so hard that tears streamed down his face, nearly unable to eat.

Ren Chaofan expressed great interest: "Is that so? If it's true, I might consider starting a company. However, although I currently have sufficient funds, I am not at all familiar with the process of establishing a company. Moreover, I lack talent; a company cannot operate solely on my own efforts."

Mr. Ren pays such a large amount of taxes every month; why not start a company? Establishing a company not only facilitates your growth but also spares you the effort of personally paying taxes each time.

The elegantly simple dress perfectly accentuates Jiang Chunling's delicate figure. Her ear-length short hair reveals a playful charm amidst the femininity.

Ren Chaofan slightly bowed and said, "If it weren't for my flustered state, how would Miss Jiang pay attention to a foolish boy like me and personally help me fill out the form?"

Ren Chaofan took advantage of the opportunity and said, "So, does this mean Miss Jiang has accepted my invitation?"

Jiang Chun smiled sweetly and said, "Let me think about this for a moment, after all, it is a significant decision for me as well. It is almost 9 o'clock, according to your promise, you should take me home now"

Jiang Chun's eyes darted around as he said, "Even if you start a company, it doesn't necessarily mean you will lose the opportunity to see me at hetushu.com"

Jiang Chun is clearly very familiar with such occasions. She instructed the waiter, saying: "One serving of borscht, one serving of vegetable salad, and one serving of ham and mushroom sauce pasta. Thank you."

Jiang Chun's face was still flushed with joy from her recent laughter as she cheerfully said, "If Mr. Ren could have a Western meal in front of me every day, I would be more than happy, even if the line of people in front of my window stretched three kilometers away"

Ren Chaofan shrugged and said: "The second time, during university, I once entered a Western restaurant and asked if they needed a waiter, only to be kicked out."

Ren Chaofan gradually realized that the girl named Jiang Chun was very willing to help him. Later on, every time he came to issue an invoice, as long as he provided the relevant information to Jiang Chun, she would assist him in completing it. In this way, two months quickly passed, and the value-added tax that Ren Chaofan paid at the national tax hall had exceeded 500,000. His own savings had also surpassed 2,000,000.

Since he visited Window 16 once, he has almost come to queue at his own window every time, even when there are no people at other windows. This boy insists on foolishly queuing at his own window, never going to the others. The other sisters in the hall tease Jiang Chun, wondering if this Ren Chaofan has taken a liking to her. Jiang Chun scolds them for talking nonsense, but when she thinks of his handsome face and deep gaze, her heart can't help but race.

Ren Chaofan had a sudden inspiration and said, "Then I will first recruit my financial manager. Miss Jiang is a tax officer, so if she becomes my financial manager, I will have no worries regarding tax matters."

Oh my, Ren Chaofan is about to faint. Is this lively and adorable girl really the serious and meticulous tax officer behind that glass window?

Ren Chaofan smiled and said, "Even if I am willing, I fear that Miss Jiang may not be inclined to honor us with her presence."

Regarding treating a girl to a meal, Ren Chaofan has little experience. In his memory, the last time he treated a girl to a meal was during his second year of university, when he took two girls from his class to an outdoor night market to eat wontons. That meal cost him twenty-three yuan and sixty cents. The price of that meal meant he went without dinner for a full ten days

Jiang Chun smiled slightly and looked at Ren Chaofan: "If you are willing to ask me for help, I could find someone to assist you in completing all the approval procedures for the company. As for talent, as long as you can afford the salary, how could you not attract talent?"

Jiang Chun let out a chuckle, casting a sidelong glance at Ren Chaofan: "You have a sharp tongue. If you had even half of your current cleverness when filling out forms at the State Taxation Administration, you wouldn't be so flustered every time."

A smile returned to Jiang Chun's face as she said, "I knew it. Since Mr. Ren is willing to pay over 200,000 in taxes each month, how could he possibly evade taxes? I wouldn't misjudge a person."

At that time, although fake value-added tax invoices were rampant, Ren Chaofan, as a law-abiding citizen who had just graduated from university, did not dare to touch these dangerous items. Later, he consulted a friend who mentioned that individuals could also obtain value-added tax invoices from the State Taxation Administration, provided that they first paid the taxes in full. Calculating this, Ren Chaofan would need to pay 200,000 in taxes for every 100 tons of goods sold. This amounts to over 2 million in a year. Thus, for every 100 tons of goods sold, Ren Chaofan would need to pay 200,000 in taxes, totaling over 2 million in a year.

This tax officer is named Jiang Chun, a person from the north. After transitioning from the military, she began working at the FS National Tax Bureau. She had long noticed Ren Chaofan, a tall and handsome young man with a sunny disposition. However, Ren Chaofan rarely came to her window to issue invoices.

If someone usually displayed such a triumphant demeanor in front of Jiang Chun, she would have long since left in a huff. However, this time, seeing Ren Chaofan's smug appearance, she not only felt no dislike but instead thought that Ren Chaofan was simply a big boy who had not grown up, both mischievous and endearing

Having said that, he did not look at Shang Chun, who was laughing uncontrollably, but instead turned around gracefully and snapped his fingers: "TAXI"

Ren Chaofan composed himself and returned to his usual playful demeanor: "Being able to date a beauty like you, I must have done quite a few good deeds in my past life. The reason you made me wait a few minutes must be that my good deeds are still insufficient."

He noticed a change in Jiang Chun's expression and continued, "Miss Jiang, please do not misunderstand. What I refer to as concerns is the fear that the financial manager might resort to various means to evade taxes. Miss Jiang, coming from a tax background, will certainly adhere to the regulations and pay taxes honestly. Running a company is akin to living one's life; one must be aboveboard and transparent."

Once, Ren Chaofan encountered a young girl at window 16 of the tax office. Not only was she beautiful, but what was even more remarkable was her fluent Mandarin. She was particularly patient with those coming to file their declarations. After having issued an invoice at this window once, Ren Chaofan chose to issue invoices there every time.

Under the introduction of Long Linggui, Ren Chaofan successively met the heads of the supply departments of several major ceramic companies, FS. Naturally, they were very interested in the negative ion exchange agents. After verifying the effectiveness of the samples sent by Ren Chaofan, they all placed orders with him

She closed the recipe book and asked Ren Chaofan, "What about you?"

Jiang Chun lowered his head in deep thought, remaining silent. In that brief moment, Ren Chaofan felt as if a century had passed.

Jiang Chun jumped in front of Ren Chaofan, a playful smile on her face: "Thank you for your patience."

Ren Chaofan immediately signaled the waiter to bring the bill

According to the order, Ren Chaofan's anion exchange agent has a stable monthly sales volume of around 100 tons. In other words, Ren Chaofan's monthly gross profit exceeds 1.4 million. Calculating this way, in less than a year, Ren Chaofan will become a millionaire. It is truly unimaginable. Ren Chaofan couldn't help but thank that old man Shi Yicheng countless times in his heart

At that time in FS, there were very few private enterprises that paid 100,000 yuan in value-added tax each month, let alone individuals who paid over 200,000 yuan in value-added tax monthly. Ren Chaofan was not only exceptionally handsome, but soon all the staff in the tax office of the State Administration of Taxation became familiar with this young man who frequently came to issue invoices. They were simply puzzled as to why a young man capable of paying such a huge tax amount always took a motorcycle taxi to get there. Logically speaking, someone who could afford such tax payments should have already owned a private car.

On this day, he came to the National Tax Hall to obtain an invoice for the fifteen tons of negative ion exchange agent for Xin Zhongyuan for this month. Jiang Chun, following the usual practice, collected the tax and prepared the invoice, handing it to Ren Chaofan. After receiving the invoice, Ren Chaofan did not leave; he hesitantly said, "Miss Jiang, are you free tonight? Would you do me the honor of joining me for dinner?"

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He cast a triumphant glance at Jiang Chun and said, "This is what is called a fool's fortune, blessed by heaven."

Due to the lack of other options at the moment, Ren Chaofan had no choice but to honestly go to the National Taxation Bureau hall to pay the taxes, and then take the invoice issued by the National Taxation Bureau to settle the account at the ceramics company

Ren Chaofan gazed at Jiang Chun's captivating face and said, "Miss Jiang, if you could be as radiant as you are today at the tax office, I estimate that the line in front of your window would stretch two kilometers away."

In an instant, Ren Chaofan felt as if he were enveloped in a melodious chant, nearly fainting from the overwhelming sensation. Even when he had been resurrected from death, he had not felt such excitement. He almost leaped out of the tax office hall. The people around him shook their heads, wondering how such a handsome young man could have lost his mind.

The waitress led Ren Chaofan and Jiang Chun to a relatively quiet spot. After they were seated, a female server came over to pour two glasses of soda water for them. The waiter taking the orders stood to the side and politely asked, "May I ask what you gentlemen would like to order?"

The two of them laughed simultaneously

Jiang Chun was only focused on laughing, and the dishes in front of her had hardly been touched. When she noticed Ren Chaofan had stopped, she took out a tissue, dabbed her mouth, and signaled the waiter to remove the plate.

"If I start a company, won't I lose my excuse to see you every day?" Ren Chaofan said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.

Having finally finished the meal with great difficulty, Ren Chaofan was able to extricate himself from the awkward situation and returned to his usual cheerful demeanor

Just when Ren Chaofan's confidence was about to be completely shattered, Jiang Chun looked up and smiled, her smile as radiant as peach blossoms: "You must promise me, you have to take me back before 9 PM"