Great Power Army Reclamation

Yang Geyong's business is doing more and more smoothly. He simply no longer exchanged it directly, but purchased the things exchanged by domestic merchants. The advantage of doing this is that it takes a short time. Although the profit will definitely be less than before, the speed of sales at Rose is enough to make up for this loss.

But as soon as he entered the market today, he was targeted by several market managers wearing red armbands. One of them took out a document and handed it to him:

"Your name is Yang Geyong, right? According to regulations, the amount of each exchange for personal business is not allowed to exceed one thousand yuan. You have violated the rules many times and we have decided to punish you. Any amount exceeding one thousand yuan will be subject to a 50% tariff."

One of the pretentious ones even took out an abacus and played with it for a while. Then he said: "You come here probably once every two days. The transaction amount each time is more than 3,000 yuan. You have been here for about ten months, right? Calculated at 15,000 yuan per month, please pay a supplementary payment of 150,000 yuan." Taxes. Otherwise we will report it to the public security bureau."

Yang Geyong's heart tightened. He knew this rule, but how many people in the market could follow this rule? Not to mention Lao Wang and the others who are big acquirers, Yang Dahai and Jiangbul also have more than this number?

Yang Geyong's face darkened, and he asked seriously: "Is this incident targeting the entire market, or just myself?"

The marketing manager wearing a hat and a mustache yelled impatiently: "What do you mean by that? We are a government market, and the regulations naturally apply to all merchants. But after our long investigation, you are the only one who seriously violated the regulations." People. And the amount of your violation has reached the level of breaking the law. Therefore, we must punish you."

Seeing this posture, Yang Geyong understood that this matter was no longer a problem that could be solved with some small favors. Moreover, the other party went online and escalated the matter to a level where the public security organs could directly intervene, so he fell silent.

When the moustachioed manager saw that he stopped talking, a smile appeared on his lips. Then he grimaced: "Tell me when to pay the tax. You can continue trading after paying, but you must strictly abide by market regulations."

Yang Geyong raised his head with a smile on his face: "Manager, my entire worth is only three thousand yuan and that jeep. If you take them all, I won't even have food money, and I won't be able to go anywhere. Like this Well, I will give you the money and the keys to the jeep. From now on, I will beg for food at the door of this market. Anyway, almost all the merchants know me, and I believe everyone will give me a stutter."

After saying that, Yang Geyong stuffed three thousand yuan and the keys to the jeep into the manager's hand. He sat cross-legged at the gate, told everyone who passed by him about his story, and reached out to ask for food money.

Yang Geyong is actually very popular in the market. He was quite honest in doing business, and because the sales price was high, he did not deliberately lower the purchase price. Compared to Lao Wang and his group, his prices are really fair.

The manager's expression was stagnant. He had never expected that Yang Geyong would do this? However, after being a manager for so long, he was not frightened. He immediately raised his face and yelled: "Yang Geyong, do you want to defy government regulations? Do you believe I will report it to the public security agency now?"

Yang Geyong nodded: "Okay, then call the police quickly. I just have a lot of things to respond to them. There are so many people in this market who violate the regulations, and I lead them to check them every day. Maybe they can get meritorious service."

Yang Geyong's confidence lies in the fact that no one knows where his goods have been shipped? Jiangbul had a good relationship with him and only knew that he was from Yining Woolen Mill. But he had been expelled a long time ago, and nothing could be found even if he checked.

But if he is really caught, report him. This thing is really lively. Although the government has regulations on border trade, this amount is only relative. No one is that serious. There are also quarantine regulations.

But how is it possible to carry out the same test with the instrument? It’s just a matter of one look at it by the marketing management personnel. Isn’t it just a matter of words for them whether they are qualified or not? Besides, which sentence is said in vain?

Yang Geyong's move was equivalent to hitting the seven inches above the mustache. It was impossible for him to fight back. If the water is clear, there will be no fish. Many things will be solved as long as they are revealed.

The mustache's face was livid, and fire was about to burst out of his eyes: "Yang Geyong, don't go too far! Do you believe I will call the public security personnel right now?"

Yang Geyong shook his head: "I don't believe it. How about I help you call the police? Can I surrender directly? Can you lend me your phone?"

"Okay, just wait, I don't believe I can't deal with you!" After saying this, Mustache left with the others. Yang Geyong also stood up and walked towards the market. At this time, Jiang Bul hurriedly walked out with a few people. Seeing him, he hurriedly asked: "Brother, I heard that Mustache is causing trouble for you?"

Yang Geyong nodded, this matter must not be that simple? How to break the situation is really a problem.

When he entered the market to purchase goods, Yang Geyong found that Lao Wang, whom he hadn't seen for a while, had appeared. He swaggered around various stalls with Vasily and others.

The other merchants who received the goods looked at Yang Geyong with hostility in their eyes. It seems everything is premeditated.

Yang Geyong began to harvest, but as soon as he collected a few portions, the market management staff came over and told the vendors: "The market stipulates that the individual transaction amount cannot exceed one thousand yuan. Pay attention to the amount. If you exceed the amount, you will not only be fined, but you will also be banned from entering the market." .”

But Lao Wang and others were not subject to any restrictions. This incident brought Yang Geyong to the edge of explosion. It's just that he can't find a suitable reason even if he wants to explode. What can market personnel say about enforcing the law?

Jiangbul also saw that something was wrong, so he went to other merchants to inquire, but found nothing.

Seeing this, Yang Geyong didn't care about that. He went to buy again, but the two marketing managers were following him closely, and no one dared to sell him anything.

He went directly to Mustache and asked, "Why do you only care about me? But not others?"

Mustache shrugged: "I have no right to control him, and I don't need to tell you the reason. You can complain to me!"

Finally, Jiangbul came up with a way. He helped Yang Geyong receive the goods. After a while, Yang Geyong can go to his house to pull him. It was so easy to get a truckload of goods together.

Back in Shihezi, Yang Geyong was extremely angry. After telling Zhao Ling'er about this, although Zhao Ling'er was also angry, she was helpless. Places like ports are managed by local governments. The Corps can't intervene, so they can't even figure out the reason.