I loaded the social death system

Chapter 272 Have you paid your taxes?

When Jiang Meimei finished taking the takeaway and returned to the camera again, the screen in the live broadcast room immediately swiped.

"??????"

A big dark round face appeared in front of the camera, frightened the big brother to join the Huaxia space program on the spot, and fled away in a rocket.

Jiang Meimei looked at herself on the phone screen, and the corners of her mouth twitched.

This is Jiang Meimei, it's Jiang Biluo...

Wu Da is sitting in the office, and a makeup artist is doing makeup for him.

"Tsk, can you work, can you touch my eyebrows!"

Give an employee an angry comment to put him in a good mood.

In his mind, the people under his command are like animals, and they have to be whipped a few times from time to time in order to become obedient.

After combing his hair to look like an adult, and putting on a black suit, Mr. Wu will soon be interviewed and recorded by an online variety show group.

Because of Wang Lun's operation, an artist under Wu Dalai became a guest of a web variety show, and his boss will also accept an interview and say some words of encouragement to his artist, which will be edited in the show and let him There are also opportunities for appearances.

Wu Da's expressive personality is born with a full yearning for the camera, so he is naturally very well prepared now.

After returning the clothes, he did not dare to sit down for fear of wrinkles in his suit and trousers.

After waiting for a long time, even exceeding the agreed time, the other party came late, and just like that, he had to greet him with a smile.

He is such a snob.

After all, he is from a big company, and he controls his own destiny...that is, the number of shots.

Wu Dada has prepared a table of food and drink diligently early in the morning. No matter whether people eat or not, your attitude must be in place.

After talking about nonsense and business bragging, we entered the topic.

After several machines were set up, a casually dressed host placed the microphone on the floor. Anyway, only Wu Da was on the screen. The so-called host was just a CUE process and handing over the microphone.

It must have been a bunch of standard questions in the beginning.

When was the company established?

Why did you start your company?

How many artists do you have.

What is your goal...

Wu Dada answered one by one calmly, and for a person like him, the longer he spends in front of the camera, the more excited he becomes.

If this person is excited, it is easy to talk about it.

"Master, what are your expectations for Huang Huang this time?"

Huang Huang is the artist who will be on the show soon.

"I just hope he can show his true self, because he is good enough."

"Okay, thank you for your help."

After the interview is over, the material will be released in the next program.

As soon as Wu Dada got off the show, he ran to the other end of the company while his makeup was still on, which was the company's live broadcast room.

The artist named Huang Huang was live broadcasting at this time, and at the same time announced that he would participate in the recording of the online variety show during the live broadcast.

"Thank you for your instructions. Next, I will also invite the benefactor who provided me with this opportunity. If it is the boss of our company, Teacher Da."

Wu Da went out of the country immediately, pretending to be a fake and very deliberate smile.

As an employee, Huang Huang flattered her boss all the time.

What kind of race is dragon and phoenix, the most heart-warming boss, graduated from a prestigious school, young and promising, it's a comfortable flattering.

"Boss, the family members are asking about our company's next plan, please tell everyone."

Wu Da was so excited that it was time to pretend to beep.

"Last year, our company completed a full expansion, and its artists increased from 15 to 35."

"This year I want to double that number again."

"Similarly, I also hope that the amount of goods brought by our company can double to [-] million!"

Wu Dada's ambitions and military orders were well established.

But immediately someone made a casual move.

With so much goods, have you paid the tax?
Wu Da was excited and didn't see it at all.

Soon, formations appeared, all asking him if he had paid his taxes.

Wu Da's face froze, and he felt guilty, and immediately escaped from the live broadcast camera.

But as soon as he left, the audience in the live broadcast room asked more fiercely, and some people went to the Weibo of Aite's tax department.

Early the next morning, several staff members from the local taxation department appeared at the door of Wu Dada's company.

Not only that, because Huang Huang's own popularity is good, and soon he will go online again, so his popularity has risen to a higher level.

But this guy broadcasted live yesterday until the end when someone shouted to see their company's environment, so this guy took his mobile phone and scanned around the office, he's a fan.

The sharp-eyed people deduced the location of their company through the floor-to-ceiling glass in the lens and the scenery outside the window.

Once this is known, someone will come and compete with their idol.

Dozens of people were broadcasting the live broadcast with their mobile phones. A group of tax workers in dark blue clothes came to the door of Da Wu's company and were caught by these cameras.

……

A few hours later, the tax evasion of Wu Dada's company hit the news.

At this time, Wang Lun was on the sofa at home watching the new resident teacher teach his son Wang Bodan.

I have to say that these resident teachers are really professional. It is a miracle that Wang Bodan can sit at the desk for an hour honestly.

For a rich man like him, an illegitimate child is nothing, but even the education of an illegitimate child is very important, because it will become his own bargaining chip when he grows up.

And from an educational point of view, the big class is the worst. Rich people like them can't accept dozens of children in class together and taught by one teacher.

This kind of basic education is too inefficient for them.

The small-class education in private schools is okay, but it is still not enough. Wang Lun himself, although he is a big spender, compared with ordinary people, his knowledge and ability are not at the same level at all.

English, French, and German are all at the level of being able to communicate directly with the locals. Coupled with degrees in literature, economics, and philosophy, Wang Lun is at least an all-rounder without the title of the prince of Qianshu Group.

How can such a person not value education.

Moreover, the fees charged by these resident teachers are nothing to him.

Not worth mentioning at all.

However, apart from admiring the female teacher's ability, Wang Lun was also very satisfied with her temperament, figure, appearance, and dress.

A little too satisfied.

With the attributes of a teacher, coupled with a lady's suit and black-rimmed glasses, it feels a bit like a uniform.

In fact, the appearance and figure of this female teacher can only be regarded as above-average. Compared with Zhang Xiaoqi, it is better not to compare.

But Wang Lun has a unique taste, and Ellie even shut his mouth, which shows that his taste is questionable.

He was observing the curve of his buttocks when a call came from his mobile phone, which interrupted his admiring journey.

This made Wang Lun a little dissatisfied.

But when he took it out and saw that it was Qian Xin calling, the dissatisfaction dissipated.

If you have a temper, it depends on who is right.

"Brother Xin, why are you looking for me, brother?"

"Alan, the program arrangement I agreed with you before needs to be changed now." Qian Xin's voice was low and a bit sullen.

Wang Lun knew something was wrong as soon as he heard the voice, so he hurriedly interrogated.

Five minutes later, he slammed the phone to the ground, but stopped at the last moment.

It's not that he was reluctant to use his phone, but he was anxious to call Wu Da, a big fool!
(End of this chapter)