Chapter 23: Make things difficult (2)

"Several people, our procedures have been completed!" Mo Haoran came directly to Ling Xue and said to a guy who looked in front of him.

The other party heard a hint of dissatisfaction in Mo Haoran's tone, and the arrogant aura on his face became stronger, "Who are you? Who told you that the procedures for this tea restaurant have been completed?"

For a moment, the air in the room fell into a state of stagnation. The nervous breath made Ling Xue unable to help but take a few steps back. Mo Haoran gently patted Ling Xue's shoulder and whispered, "Ling Xue, don't worry, go and take the procedures for our industrial and commercial taxation and show them!"

If the other party does not deliberately make things difficult for him, Mo Haoran will not care about these people. After all, he is a public servant. Mo Haoran will not deliberately destroy some potential rules. However, if the other party deliberately makes things difficult for him, that is another statement. Although Mo Haoran has just arrived in Jiangcheng, if the other party insists on using such shameful means against him, then there is no need to tell any rules to those guys who are inferior to others.

With Mo Haoran's methods, even if you want to completely remove a guy like Dong Zhiming from this world, it is not a difficult thing to do, but it depends on whether the other party is really tactful.

The time was not long, Ling Xue took over the business license and various procedures for industrial and commercial taxation and handed it to the hands of these office workers. The guy who looked like a leader just glanced a few times and sent these things back. His eyes wandered back and forth on Ling Xue and Ling Bing, and from time to time he looked at Rui Jingting behind Mo Haoran.

Mo Haoran could see the naked obscene look in this guy's eyes, and couldn't help but snort in his heart. It was indeed a problem. It seemed that if you want to achieve the popularity of the tea restaurant with the eye effect of a beautiful woman, you must first solve this kind of lustful person who relies on it, otherwise it would be a big trouble in the future.

Mo Haoran was thinking, the guy said, "We are jointly enforcing the law this time. In addition to the registration of industrial and commercial, we also need several procedures for licensing health and tax invoices!"

As soon as I heard this, I knew that this was just nonsense. I already had a sanitary license and tea restaurant. As for the tax invoice license, it was just a joke. I just need to go to the tax bureau to get some fixed invoices, which can be solved. I have never heard of the tax invoice license.

Mo Haoran suppressed his displeasure and asked coldly, "Those guys, please issue the permit procedures you mentioned, and we will hand over them as required!"

"According to our preliminary calculations, the turnover of your tea restaurant should not be too low, and you must have at least 50,000 yuan in income per month. The tax regulations stipulate that any turnover exceeds 50,000 yuan, the company's head needs to register at the tax bureau. The one you are the person in charge of this tea restaurant. Remember, I am talking about the actual person in charge!"

Seeing the other party's aggressive momentum, especially this baseless regulation, Rui Jingting, who was well versed in management provisions, was so angry that she took a few steps forward. "I remember that there seems to be no such clause in the Business Administration Regulations, and there is no such limit as 50,000!"

"Who are you? Can you keep your word?" The fat middle-aged man sneered and looked at Rui Jingting and asked.

"You are deliberately making things difficult for us!" Ling Bing's face turned pale because of anger.

"This is the details of the newly issued provisions in the city. If you don't believe it, you can go to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau to confirm it. However, you said that our normal law enforcement is intentional to make things difficult, and this crime is not light," the middle-aged man snorted coldly, "You can delay the rectification for three months, and open the business at a time after all the procedures are completed!"

While the middle-aged man said this, a guy following him directly issued a list of closure and rectification. After drawing a few strokes, he tore it off and handed it in front of him, "Let's go ahead, remember it in three months!"

After three months of rectification, Mo Haoran sneered in his heart. He didn't want his tea restaurant to open normally. It seemed that he should give these guys a little bit of pain. Thinking of this, a smile suddenly appeared on Mo Haoran's face, "Don't you have to be so anxious to put out the order!"

Mo Haoran said as he took the so-called delayed opening and rectification order, pulled his hands and gently tore the order into several pieces. "This kind of order is not a casual one. You must think clearly that if you offend someone you shouldn't offend, the consequences are not something you little soldiers can afford!"

"Boy, you dare to tear the orders we issued. This is legally effective. You dare to openly disobey the country's laws!" The guy who posted the order jumped up and shouted.

"I haven't seen any orders, and the national laws are not something you can say," Mo Haoran looked at him coldly and sneered, "You don't tell me who ordered you to come and prevent us from opening, but you also think clearly that our tea restaurant is not something that Dong Zhiming and others can mess with!"

Mo Haoran's words made the face change slightly. As the person in charge of coming to ask for trouble for the tea restaurant this time, he really knew that their leader had indeed received news from Dong Zhiming that he made such a decision. But the worst thing is that Mo Haoran can now know that it was Dong Zhiming who interfered, but still looked fearless.

This guy is not so easy to get involved in the head of a personal tax office. If he offended a tougher backstage because of such a possible misunderstanding, his official hat, which is not big, might be beaten to the end. This is an absolute disaster for the gods to fight against mortals.

Seeing this guy hesitated, Mo Haoran immediately asked again with coaxing and frightened, "If you don't believe it, you can go to Director You to ask. If I guess correctly, their son You Luoting is also very dissatisfied with me, but does he dare to confront me head-on? Do you ask them if they dare?"

Director You? A thin layer of white hair sweat suddenly appeared on that guy's forehead. Among all the bureau-level cadres, only one of the deputy directors of the Public Security Bureau was named You. Mo Haoran dared to name the name like this, but did he dare to go over and ask?
Chapter completed!