System: Master Your Life-Chapter 509 - 120: Pay Taxes, Buy a Car, Write Songs_2
How much exactly?
Xu Lin opened the personal tax app.
He looked at it and found that his total personal income for last year displayed on the tax app was 37,867,069.63 yuan, and the tax he paid last year was 4,241,111.73 yuan.
But that’s not all.
Because this is personal income, it’s already considered high income.
So, after Xu Lin clicked into the declaration page, he found out that the tax he still needed to pay was 6,790,149.3 yuan.
Seven figures.
In total, he paid a little over eleven million in taxes.
"It’s actually this much."
At this moment, he kind of understood why rich people try every possible way to evade taxes and dodge taxes, because having to take out money that’s sitting nicely in your pocket feels like cutting flesh from your own body.
However, Xu Lin is a law-abiding citizen, so he definitely needs to pay the tax.
"Looks like I need to make a trip to the tax office."
Such a large sum of money can’t be paid online directly; it’s not just a few tens of thousands of yuan.
After class at noon, Xu Lin asked his instructor, Shang Wanjun, for leave.
Shang Wanjun usually asks for more details when others ask for leave, like why they are taking leave.
But with Xu Lin, she’s more relaxed, so Xu Lin just said he needed an afternoon off to go deal with taxes at the tax office, and she didn’t ask for more details, just approved his leave directly.
The tax office in Jiangdu opens at 2:30 in the afternoon.
Xu Lin had already called the tax hotline in advance to explain the situation, so when he arrived at the destination, a specialized staff person was there to greet him and take him to a private meeting room.
Later, a director came in, specifically in charge of handling Xu Lin’s tax supplement issue.
"May I ask, Mr. Xu, are you a writer?"
Seeing the total income on the income sheet, the director couldn’t stay calm for a moment.
It’s not that they were unsettled by Xu Lin’s high income, but rather seeing that the income came entirely from manuscript fees made them unsettled.
Actually, for someone who deals with tax matters, they’ve seen incomes of all levels. Among writers, few have such terrifying income. In Jiangdu city, he’s met very few, and those who reach this income level are none as young as Xu Lin; none are even under thirty, at minimum, they’re forty.
Especially as this isn’t even a whole year’s income, it’s merely the income from September to December, these four months!
Four months and over thirty million before tax? What if it was a whole year?
His son is already a few years older than Mr. Xu.
"Sort of."
Xu Lin didn’t want to waste too much time. When people ask about your income, generally, you don’t need to explain much. Xu Lin has now gained some social experience and is too lazy to engage excessively with such strangers.
He directly asked, "What exactly do I need to do?"
"Mr. Xu, just fill out a simple form, and we’ll handle the rest."
"Okay."
Xu Lin just moved the pen, without handling any complicated procedures; basically, the staff took care of it.
Once everything was done, Xu Lin swiped his card to pay.
At that moment, Xu Lin was indeed spending money like water.
"Mr. Xu, thank you so much for your support of our national tax endeavors!"
The director stood up and shook hands with Xu Lin.
Xu Lin exchanged a few pleasantries with him and left.
Coming out of the tax office, Xu Lin felt a bit of a sting.
"Forget it, I don’t want to think about it."
Xu Lin’s mood was not very good; suddenly spending over six million, claiming it didn’t hurt would be false.
Right now, he actually still has around 150 million.
His royalties for January had also arrived earlier, amounting to over 12.3 million, and his current novel was still selling well on platforms, so Xu Lin’s high income could still continue for a while.
Moreover, the royalties for February would refresh in a few days and be credited on the 12th.
Xu Lin is still in the phase of winning passively with one hit book.
And Xu Lin doesn’t have a company, nor employees to support, so this money can be spent as he pleases.
Seeing that the time was a little past three in the afternoon.
Xu Lin was seized by a sudden impulse to find joy in spending money.
Buy a house?
Buy a car?
Xu Lin thought for a bit. Buying a house didn’t seem urgent, it wasn’t a necessity, so doing it in a few months or even after graduating from college wouldn’t be too late.
Actually, Xu Lin was thinking about buying a house early this year.
But plans changed.
Buying a car seemed fine though.
Xu Lin soon arrived at the Lamborghini Jiangdu Center.
With money now, Xu Lin wanted to try out a sports car.
Besides, he’s only eighteen, and sports cars, just like toy guns, belong to children; once you grow older, you lose interest in small toys, preferring larger ones.
The process of buying a car didn’t involve any show-off or face-slapping drama.
Today, although Xu Lin parked an electric bike outside the store, in reality, there are indeed people who dress simply but have a distinct presence. Xu Lin now doesn’t give off the vibe of a poor person.
Nobody could look down on this striking and elegant Xu Lin; an ordinary family couldn’t raise someone like him; it’s the same for both men and women.
He stayed in the Lamborghini center for just over an hour, eventually purchasing the new Bull model in full.
The configured car ended up costing over nine million.
But it wasn’t an immediate delivery; it would take over a month to receive.
"Why did I spend so much money today?"
Xu Lin sent a screenshot of his expenditures to Chi Linyue.
"Tax supplement, plus buying a car."
"Over ten million in tax?"
Chi Linyue: "Hugs, that’s truly heartbreaking."
Xu Lin: "I didn’t expect to pay so much either; from now on, my income has to go into the studio’s account."
Xu Lin: "New Lamborghini Bull, I’ll take you for a spin then."
Chi Linyue: "Sure, looking forward to you taking me for a spin. Sneaky laugh.jpg"
