Ideals and Ambitions

After adjusting part of the Sales Department's operations.

Jiang Miao did not pay much attention to what the Sales Department thought.

After all, Hai Lu Feng Company was unlike other companies. As a technology company, its core competitiveness lay in its products, not its sales.

He had divided the Sales Department internally while supporting the Online Store Department to prevent any one side from becoming too dominant. It was also for Li Zhou's own good, so that he would not think the company could not function without him.

Although this would inevitably lead to conflicts within the Sales Department and between the Sales Department and the Online Store Department in the future, balancing the power of the company's various departments was a skill he had to possess as the boss.

Before long, Ye Meijing came over to give her report as well.

"Boss, this is the company's financial report for this month. Please take a look."

Jiang Miao flipped through it and found no major discrepancies, so he nodded. "Looks fine. The company doesn't need to evade taxes. There's no need to leave the company with hidden risks over a little money. We can use legitimate tax-saving methods, but don't use anything that carries risks."

"Okay." After several months of practice, Ye Meijing did not actually have the means to commit tax evasion. She had only been worried that the boss would force her into it. Now, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. At least she would not have to live in constant fear.

After all, finance staff and accountants were sometimes caught between their bosses and the tax authorities, leaving them in an impossible position.

Do it, and the boss drove a Big Ben while the accountant took the blame.

Refuse, and the boss fired you.

In fact, because Hai Lu Feng Company was a sole proprietorship, it did not pay corporate income tax. Instead, it paid individual income tax.

And since Hai Lu Feng Company's annual net profit would certainly exceed one hundred thousand yuan, its individual income tax rate was 35% of net profit.

Jiang Miao did not find that painful.

After all, a company might indeed benefit from paying no taxes or fewer taxes, but the consequence would be that the nation's finances could not circulate properly, which would in turn affect the overall economy and local economies.

When the nest was overturned, how could any egg remain unbroken?

If the country fell into an economic crisis, private companies would definitely be the first to die.

As for the idea of emigrating overseas, it was fine to think about it, but did anyone really believe Europe and America were charities? Chinese people could not integrate into the top circles of Europe and America. Instead, they would become fat pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

For Jiang Miao, he already had enough money for this lifetime. If he sold the company now, he could earn at least several hundred million yuan. That would be enough for him and his family to live comfortably for the rest of their lives.

Therefore, what he wanted more now was to make money while realizing his ideals and ambitions, becoming a person who had risen above base interests.

After Ye Meijing left.

The heads of the other departments also came by one after another to report.

Until five in the evening.

"Boss, do you have time?"

"Yes. What is it? I'm in the headquarters office."

"I want to discuss adjusting the Eel Cannery's business."

"Then come over. I'll wait for you."

More than ten minutes later, Li Xinhua hurried from the Canned Food Factory to his office.

"Sit down. We'll have dinner together after we're done talking."

"Okay." After sitting down, Li Xinhua took a sip of tea to moisten his throat, then went straight to the point. "Boss, I've looked at the Online Store Department's sales these past few days and found that quite a few Japanese Restaurants have been ordering our Braised Eel Canned Food. I think this is an opportunity."

Jiang Miao filled his teacup. "Go on."

"This is what I'm thinking. Right now, around 90% of Japanese Restaurants on the market use pre-prepared eel rather than live eel. These pre-prepared eels are like this..." As Li Xinhua spoke, he took out his phone to show Jiang Miao.

On the phone screen were pre-prepared eels sold on Tao Net, packaged in plastic bags.

There were two varieties. One was eel grilled kabayaki-style and then frozen; the other was raw eel that had not been processed and was frozen directly.

After checking the sales figures, Jiang Miao found the wholesale prices acceptable.

"Go ahead and give it a try. Even if it fails, we'll lose at most a few hundred thousand. The company can afford it."

"Thank you for your support, Boss. I'll definitely lead the Canned Food Factory to keep striving." Li Xinhua naturally knew that the company's main business was eel fry and that Eel Canned Food was merely a byproduct, but he was unwilling to let things continue this way.

Moreover, since Eel Canned Food was not the company's main business, it could bear the Canned Food Factory's failure without suffering serious damage. Most likely, it would not oppose his attempt to develop new business.

Clearly, Li Xinhua had guessed correctly.

After the two had settled the matter, the sun was nearly setting.

They went down to the cafeteria on the first floor together.

As the company had more and more people, the cafeteria had added two workers. Aunt Li handled the cooking, while one person washed dishes and another chopped vegetables.

His mother and older sister handled cleaning while also helping out in the kitchen.

Employees from the breeding farm and the Canned Food Factory also came to the company headquarters to eat, since it was only a little over ten minutes away.

However, the Canned Food Factory did not operate at night, and only one security guard worked the night shift.

The breeding farm still needed quite a few people at night, so after his father came to the company headquarters for dinner, he packed meals into stainless-steel lunch boxes and drove them over to the breeding farm on a tricycle for the other employees. He also dropped off a boxed meal for the Canned Food Factory's security guard along the way.

Since the company did not charge for meals, many local employees chose to eat there.

However, Jiang Miao had extremely strict standards for the food. Not only did he require high-quality ingredients, but he had also created special menus.

Using the convenience of the Appraisal Panel, he calculated the nutrients in every boxed meal, ensuring a balanced diet of carbohydrates, protein, fats, vitamins, and trace elements.

Of course, he also took different jobs into consideration.

The regular meal plans included three options: the Heavy Labor Meal, the Clerk Meal, and the Senior Employee Meal.

The Senior Employee Meal was actually specially prepared for Jiang Miao's parents and several disabled security guards. Calling it an elderly meal did not sound good, so it had been renamed the Senior Employee Meal.

Even the Heavy Labor Meal was arranged to be very healthy. It reasonably avoided excessive amounts of any single carbohydrate, protein, or fat, included a little of everything, and came with plenty of vegetables.

A sensible diet was more important than taking medicine.

If someone binged and overate every day, ate seafood, fatty meat, and drank beer every few days, smoked while chewing betel nut, and drank beverages as though they were water, then not even immortals could help them.

He could not manage other people, but Jiang Miao did his best for the company's employees.

For example, during the monthly group activity, he arranged a full package of foot baths, massages, and movies for employees doing manual labor; for clerks, he arranged beach volleyball, table tennis, badminton, and beach track events.

After all, the beach was right behind the company.

After having dinner with Li Xinhua and the others, he returned to his office to change into sportswear, then came to the open area behind the headquarters building, which had been converted into a sports ground.

Several shade canopies had been set up, along with treadmills, horizontal bars, parallel bars, dumbbells, barbells, badminton rackets, tables, and other sports equipment.

After Jiang Miao had been able to see the condition of his body, he had consciously increased his exercise and adjusted his diet.

Through more than half a year of adjustments, his body mass index, fatty liver, and high blood lipids had all improved and returned to normal.

After all, no matter how much money he earned, it would be meaningless if his body broke down.

"Boss, going for a run?" Ye Meijing was adjusting the speed beside a treadmill.

Li Wenna was already running.

"Yeah. You go ahead. I'll adjust the speed." Jiang Miao walked over to the fourth treadmill.

The evening breeze blew softly.

Jiang Miao checked his condition for the day. Finding nothing abnormal, he began warming up.