Chapter 39 (1/2)
”Boss, from now on, you need to worry about your personal income tax.” Sunil blinked and said with a gloating smile.
“……”？？？
When sanier learned from his mouth that the personal income tax he would have to pay next year was nearly one hundred million dollars, Li Zitao clung to his chest and could not breathe.
”You should be glad it wasn't 10 years ago. You know, the highest tax rate was 67% in 1917, and it was 77% in 1918.”
In order not to further stimulate boss, sanier ignored the frightening inheritance tax. Of course, this is also related to Li Zitao's distance from it.
”How were Morgan and Rockefeller born? What kind of black curtain is there? Is it discrimination against people of color? Is it the injustice of law or the decline of morality? ”
Li Zitao suddenly despaired of the world. He was even more glad that he did not appear in that era. The tax rate of 77% was 77%. This is not heaven, is it hell?
”Morgan and Rockefeller, any family in America, have accumulated their wealth through nearly a hundred years of accumulation and precipitation, and you...”
Sanier's eyes become complicated and become rich overnight. Li Zitao's experience can be explained by these four words.
From nothing to more than 100 million, this magical Chinese teenager took five months.
If there was a miracle in America, it was born in front of her, and she was fortunate enough to join in the dream making miracle.
”Boss, you are a miracle.” Said sanier, her eyes blurred.
”Let's go! I need a good drink now to soothe my bleeding heart After getting out of the car and raising his right arm, Li Zitao took sanier to the three story red brick Chinese restaurant in front of her.
”Welcome to both of you. Do you have a reservation?” The friendly Chinese face came to meet him, and his eyes were obviously surprised to see the combination of Li Zitao and sanier.
In this era, it is more amazing to see a white woman with a yellow skin in her arm than a three legged monkey.
”Charlie Lee, I have a reservation.” Following the youths in long coats, white socks and cloth shoes to their seats, Li Zitao looks at the decoration full of hometown flavor.
This place is run by the famous Mei family of the Chinese trade union. Its address is at the junction of Yonghuo street and 23rd Street, where the Mei family is based.
The reason why he chose to meet grant here was to satisfy Li's curiosity. He wanted to see how famous the Mei family was in America.
The other side has repeatedly rejected Lao Huang's solicitation, even after he has taken Paul in.
Maybe his radical style is not in line with the Chinese philosophy influenced by Confucianism for thousands of years?
”Hi, Mr. Li.” On the third floor, the space between the tables opened a lot, only a few people sat in the position, talking quietly to taste the food.
”Call me Charlie!” After sitting down, Li Zitao pointed to sanier beside him and said, ”this is my friend, sanier Grant, chief of Chicago police. ”
”It's a pleasure to meet you, beautiful lady.” Grant lifted his butt off the chair and leaned slightly.
”I'm equally honored, director grant.” Sunil leans over and smiles. Today, she doesn't wear a lady's dress, so she doesn't have to take off her hat and bend her knees.
At the end of the ceremony, the Chinese brother came forward and put the menu in front of the three people in duplicate, one for Western food and one for Chinese food.
”Some home cooked dishes. Do you have any wine from China?” Li Zitao casually looked at the menu and asked.
”Yes, 10-year-old daughter Hong, and sorghum wine, higher degree.” The younger brother deliberately lowered his voice and said.
”That's all.” Li Zitao closed the menu.
Sunil ordered a Boston lobster, bread and cheese for herself, while grant ordered a steak.
”Your wine, sir.” Two wine jars with big heads were served.
Above is the straw live mud cover, brother holding a small hammer, with paper pad on the spot to knock open the mud, which then retreated to one side.
”Interesting way, boss. Is this wine from the east?” Sanier is interested in looking at the paper seal on the wine jar, and unconsciously licks the corner of her mouth.
”Yes, it comes from my motherland. Try it together.” Learning from what I saw on TV, he pricked the paper seal with his fingers, and Li Zitao's eyes unconsciously drew.
Mdzz ~
knew that the TV series was unreliable, and his hands were all in the wine.
If nothing happened to mention the wine, pour three bowls, Li Zitao took advantage of the two people did not pay attention to when the hand pulled back.
”It's very fragrant, and it has the smell of soil.” Sunil held the edge of the bowl in her hands, smelled it in front of her, and sipped.