Xu Yun spent two to three hours walking around the most prosperous area in Korea. It left him with very few feelings. It was not as prosperous as Xu Yun had imagined. It was quite different from the wealth shown in Korean dramas.
The poor people selling fried rice cakes on the street were in a similar situation as the pancake sellers in Hua Xia. It could even be said that their situation was far worse than the people in Hua Xia roadside stalls.
This was because the income of the roadside stall owners in Korea was not much different from the income of the roadside stall owners in Hua Xia. However, when judging the standard of living from a material point of view, it was completely different. It could even be said that it was a world of difference.
The roadside stall owners in Korea earned about one million won a month. It was about the same as the hardworking people in Hua Xia who earned six to seven thousand won. However, six to seven thousand won was no problem in Hua Xia.
After all, people in Hua Xia who earned more than one hundred and twenty thousand a year were high-income people!
Many people in Hua Xia were accidentally called "high-income" people. They were probably a little excited just thinking about it …
Not to mention whether they paid taxes or not, paying taxes was the obligation of every citizen. If they didn't pay taxes, what would the leaders eat? What would the leaders drink? Not to mention delicacies, they probably wouldn't even be able to drink four dishes and one soup from public funds, right? The civil servants who didn't have any real power were probably really going to have nothing to eat.
Think about the hard work our leaders had put in for the construction of the city. Think about the warm smiles of the civil servants when we went to do things to write certificates and make applications … Shouldn't we pay taxes?
Their wages are the taxes of us ordinary people, so we have to work hard to earn money and pay taxes. This way, we can ensure that their wages can increase every year and their income can keep up with the speed of currency depreciation.
Perhaps some taxpayers were unwilling because when they went to the civil servants to solve all kinds of tasks that they needed to work to complete, they would often be faced with an expressionless face, a cold voice, and an impatient attitude …
In fact, at this time, they only needed to point at the civil servants' noses and tell them, "I am your parent. The tax I pay every month is equivalent to your year's salary. Don't treat me as if I owe you money! I don't owe you anything! "
If everyone could do this, a few civil servants who were not ambitious enough would also understand under the influence of the general environment: Oh! It turned out that the commoners were their parents!
There was no need for others to teach him how to treat those who provided for him.
For example, Lao Guo, who performed crosstalk, and Master Yu, who smoked, drank, and permed his hair. Regardless of whether their characters were good or bad, most ordinary people would not be able to get in touch with them. However, when they performed crosstalk on stage, they would bow to the people who bought the tickets.
But he wouldn't bow to someone who had read a few jokes on the Internet, because that wasn't what he called a parent.
For example, there were all sorts of immortals who wrote novels. As long as there were fans who liked their novels and wanted them to reward them with large amounts of money, they would grit their teeth and do it. Why? Because this was the respect that people showed to their parents.
The Great Guru wouldn't update just because a random reader shouted a few sentences. This was because some people who pirated the story and didn't even register their accounts weren't considered readers at all.
Being a benefactor meant that you had to repay the money you earned from others. This was the same as repaying filial piety to your parents.
If your parents gave you love, you had to repay them with filial piety. If your benefactor gave you material things to live on, you had to repay them with good works.
It was the same for civil servants. Since their salaries were paid by the commoners, they had to do things for the commoners. They had to do things well and do their best to serve the commoners.
People who didn't take the commoners seriously were definitely not good people. It was the same whether it was in their official career or in society.
"Back to the hotel." Xu Yun, who was bored, said to the driver, "I want to rest."
"Director Xu … Do you want to call and ask? Our Chairman Song might still be discussing something with Director Zuo. Do you want to go and take a look? " The driver said. He had received a message half an hour ago. Chairman Song had already invited Zuo Meiyan to the company for a discussion.
"No need." Xu Yun's answer was very straightforward.
He didn't want to listen to that. It was too much of a hassle.
The driver quickly replied to Chairman Song and told him that Xu Yun was going to the hotel to rest and wouldn't go to the company.
After reporting, the chauffeur drove Xu Yun to the best hotel in the area. Chairman Song had already arranged for the best suite here, and Xu Yun and Zuo Meiyan were given one each.
When Xu Yun arrived, there was already a professional service at the hotel entrance. He politely guided Xu Yun to his room.
On the way, Xu Yun received a lot of suspicious looks.
This was because the clothes he was wearing were really "too low class" for many Korean people …
However, such a low-class person was actually valued by the hotel. Naturally, the other guests were surprised.
In fact, the hotel staff were also very surprised. This was because they thought that Chairman Song's guests would be very "high-class". It was normal for them to be wearing luxurious accessories. It was normal for them to be able to earn a lifetime's worth of money just from a small ring.
However, this type of person who was wearing sportswear was a little hard to understand.
Xu Yun didn't care about that. It was fine as long as he was comfortable!
After arriving at the hotel suite, Xu Yun looked around. The standard was about the same as the Sky Entertainment Hotel's presidential suite. There was nothing new about it.
Before Xu Yun could sit down, the driver knocked on the door.
Xu Yun opened the door. "What's wrong? Are you tired too? Do you want to rest for a while? "
"No, no, no. Chairman Xu, I wouldn't dare. I just wanted to let you know that I'll be waiting downstairs," the driver said. "Also, you've been working hard all day. Do you need a massage to relax? Our chairman has arranged it. Just let me know if you need it."
"Of course." Xu Yun nodded. No matter how comfortable the seat was, it would still make one feel uncomfortable after sitting for a long time in a car and a plane.
"I'll arrange for someone to come over now." The driver said, "I won't disturb your rest."
Just as the driver was about to close the door, Xu Yun said, "Wait a moment."
"Chairman Xu, what else can I do for you?" The driver stopped.
"You don't have to wait for me downstairs. I'm definitely going to rest for two to three hours. I won't go out until it's lunchtime. If you have the time, go to that place just now to see your mother. It's not too far away anyway. Just come back in three hours."
The driver was stunned. He didn't expect Xu Yun to say something like this. After all, he was just a nobody.
Regardless of whether it was charity or pity, the driver stood at the door and bowed to Xu Yun.
Xu Yun waved his hand. "You should treat your family with the same courtesy you treat others. Also, I don't owe you anything. Don't worry. I just don't want to see a mother in such a pitiful state. "
"Thank you, Chairman Xu!"
The driver closed the door and left.
Xu Yun returned to the side of the bed and lay down. It felt good to sleep now. When the sky turned dark, he would ask Zuo Meiyan to go to Korea's night market. En, not bad. This little tour was very comfortable.
I'll also buy some things for Ruan Qingshuang and the rest.
This was a tradition of Hua Xia people. They would buy some souvenirs wherever they went. Even if the souvenirs were the same all over the country and were all bought from a wholesale market in a certain city, Hua Xia people still liked to buy souvenirs.
However, Xu Yun was not interested in the same souvenirs in China.
For Korea, Xu Yun did not intend to buy expensive souvenirs to contribute to their country's economy. However, he did not care about the cheap souvenirs.
In any case, spending a few million won wouldn't help Korea's precarious economic situation at all.
Lying on the big bed, Xu Yun stretched his body comfortably. He really felt that his bones were going to melt. If the massage master could be more professional, it would definitely be a great enjoyment for Xu Yun.
Finally, after waiting for a few minutes, Xu Yun heard a knock on the door. He thought that it was quite fast.
Xu Yun was stunned when he opened the door.
Because he did not believe that the massage master would be so beautiful. Such a beautiful girl would not be able to do this. This was not to say that Xu Yun was discriminating against her profession. It was just that this profession was very tiring and difficult. How could such a beautiful girl do it?
Even if she wanted to do this profession, there would definitely be rich suitors who would not be willing to let her do it!
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