Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031
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Su Yemu was not in a good mood because of the nightmare. He was a little depressed and fell on the sofa. He seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but his mind was still replaying last night’s dream.
General Heka paused as he entered the hall, touched his nose, and walked to Su Yemu.
He did not bring good news. General Heka did not even see the emperor.
Su Yemu opened his eyes and said, “I thought of it a long time ago. Can you contact Brother Yunting?”
General Heka replied, “No.”
After he finished speaking, seeing that Su Yemu’s face was not very good, he thought that he was worried about the marshal, and comforted him, “The marshal is often like this, don’t worry.”
Su Yemu supported his chin and remained silent.
“Haha, it really is useful,” Boss Hei laughed and walked downstairs: “Yemu, go to the Star Network and have a look.”
The Star Network was full of abuse these days, and Su Yemu was not very willing to go there; now after hearing what Boss Hei said, he opened it with doubts, and a push notification popped up. Many reports were written in large letters:
Su Yemu is innocent, please give justice to Saier Star.
Su Yemu, the saviour of the slums.
He saves lives, and the empire destroys conscience.
Su Yemu clicked on the reports and found that they were all media from remote planets. The reports said what kind of assistance Su Yemu had provided to their poor planets in the past few months, especially in medical care, and saved many people. The amount of money he gave was not comparable to this little tax.
Star Network praised Su Yemu one-sidedly. But Su Yemu frowned and asked, “What’s going on? Fake news?”
“Remember the patent fee?” Boss Hei sighed. That was a huge fortune: “Since you don’t want the money, after the patent is sold, the aid will be provided in your name.”
In addition to the patent fee, there were also star coins earned from cooperating with others using patents. This amount was the bulk of it. Although the Federation and the Empire were developed in the interstellar era, the territory was too large. For strategic considerations, some remote planets thus had to be occupied. However, due to the lack of planetary resources, the Empire did not value the local economy, and many planets were very poor. In addition, the Empire and foreign races had wars from time to time, and military expenses had also made the Empire’s internal affairs tight, so it had no time to pay attention to them.
The difference between these small planets and the Saier Star was that they at least had a position on the Empire’s galaxy map.
There were as many as five or six planets supporting Su Yemu. Reports came out one after another. Even if some people in the Empire wanted to stop it, there was nothing they could do.
At this time, Bai Jun brought back good news. Several media contacted him and wanted to interview Su Yemu.
Su Yemu was a little surprised. Boss Hei had said before that the media were unwilling to come forward: “Are they willing to come forward now?”
Bai Jun said calmly: “The boss is just a businessman. He has only been in the imperial capital for a few months. It is not surprising that he could not get anyone to come forward.”
If Su Yemu came forward to meet the media, they, who had been disciplined by He Yunting, would have to bite the bullet and come out even if they did not want to be involved in this matter.
Su Yemu’s eyes sank: “It seems that we still have to choose according to the situation.”
Boss Hei laughed and said: “A Jun is still powerful.”
Bai Jun looked at Su Yemu and always felt that he was a little different today.
The interview was arranged at the Imperial Kitchen in the imperial capital. Before Su Yemu arrived, many people had gathered outside the door. Some were protesting, and some were Su Yemu’s fans who came to support him. The two gangs occupied each side and glared at each other angrily.
Opponents: “Blindly worshipping idols and ignoring the empire, are you still the people of the empire?”
Supporters: “How can you be blind? We have evidence. The money from Bobo’s foreign aid, as well as recipes, has earned more wealth than taxes. If Bobo wants to be greedy for this little money, why did he give it out for free?”
Opponents: “Anyway, the tax bureau said that if it was not paid, it was not paid.”
Supporters: “As long as the final result is not out, we will not believe it.”
When Su Yemu arrived, the spacecraft landed directly at the gate. First, two teams of soldiers came down, holding weapons, and lined up to clear a path. Then Su Yemu walked out slowly.
The people at the scene gasped instantly.
Dressed in a silver-grey high-end custom suit, his fair face was handsome and elegant, and his every move was elegant and noble, which was particularly impactful.
He looked stern, his cold eyes swept through everyone present, his eyebrows curved, and he smiled: “Everyone is here!”
“Bobo, we believe you.”
“You still have the nerve to come out after evading taxes.”
Su Yemu looked at the protesting crowd, his face without a smile was cold, and he was intimidating without anger; the protesting people’s hearts skipped a beat, and they felt a little breathless when he looked at them like this.
“At the press conference later, I will tell you why I don’t pay taxes. Now you don’t know the truth, so I understand your anger.”
When Su Yemu said this, his tone was steady, but they felt pressured inexplicably.
The fans on the other side were also a little uneasy. They had never seen Su Yemu like this, and they felt a little scared, but they couldn’t help looking at him, and their heartbeats accelerated slightly.
Su Yemu turned his eyes to his fan group and smiled: “I’m sorry to make you worry.”
Boys with single eyelids gave people a warm feeling. When they smiled, their eyes were bright, and their eyebrows were full of affection. So some people present couldn’t help blushing, and their eyes became moist when they looked at Su Yemu.
“Believe me.”
Su Yemu put one hand in his trouser pocket and strode into the Imperial Kitchen. His chic back was particularly attractive.
Many little girls were already there, secretly saying that Su Yemu looked so handsome today.
Boss Hei followed behind Su Yemu and thought that Su Yemu was angry just now. When he woke up this morning, Boss Hei felt that Su Yemu was a little bit wrong. He was listless and his breath was cold. Just the momentum just now was really scary. But, why?
Boss Hei thought about it and thought about talking to Su Yemu about He Yunting yesterday. Was it because of He Yunting that he was worried?
Strange!
…
Reporters from the empire and abroad filled half of the lobby. When they saw Su Yemu coming in, they took a lot of photos of him.
Su Yemu bowed to the camera and said politely: “I am Su Yemu, thank you all for taking the time to come.”
“And my fans, I’m sorry to have worried you.”
This interview was directly broadcast live. When Su Yemu’s fans saw him come out, they all cheered.
Don’t apologize to us, we believe you.
I feel that Bobo has lost weight and has dark circles under his eyes.
I read a lot of reports today. It turns out that Bobo has done so many good things. I am so moved.
I am sorry, I blamed him wrongly; the money donated is enough to pay taxes twice. I burst into tears. It is all those hateful media that made me misunderstand Bobo.
Humph, aid does not mean not evading taxes.
Everyone: Get lost!
“I only want to ask three questions at the press conference today: First, is Saier planet under the jurisdiction of the empire? Second, why is there no official stationed on Saier planet? Third, since you say I evaded taxes, then please ask, for planets without officials stationed, who should the taxes be paid to?”
His expression was cold, and his dark eyes looked at the camera, as if he could see into everyone’s heart.
The question hit the point directly, the reporters were in an uproar, the people in the live broadcast room were shocked, and the media outside who did not participate in the interview saw that the wind was not blowing, and many people also began to forward it.
Oh my god, is Su Yemu going to fight the Empire?
Too crazy, he still relies on Marshal He as his backer.
But the fact he said is that Saier Star is an abandoned planet. I dare ask who in the Empire doesn’t know it?
It is also a fact that he doesn’t pay taxes.
The haters and nitpickers existed for this reason. Su Yemu’s fans got angry.
They say there are no officials, who should I hand it over to? Do you pay it yourself in the Imperial Capital? Don’t forget that the taxation of each autonomous region in the Empire is different. Saier Star is so poor, do you want them to pay the same heavy taxes as the Imperial Capital?
This is the director of the tax bureau causing trouble!
Who is in charge of the tax bureau? Come out and explain it clearly?
Many people scolded the officials. The Cooking Association also came out at this time, and posted a notice on the official website, listing Su Yemu’s contributions to promoting cooking in the Empire one by one, and finally said: In this world, the most qualified person to be the honorary chairman of the Cooking Association is only Su Yemu.
After the announcement, it received a lot of approval.
Many senior chefs left messages below to show their support for Su Yemu.
Public opinion was polarized, one supported Su Yemu, the other insisted that Su Yemu was wrong for not paying taxes.
There were also two factions in the court. One faction said that Su Yemu should pay the taxes, and officials from Saier planet would be stationed there; the other faction said to send officials to station there and then convict Su Yemu.
Sophie was very scared, and what she feared most was hearing the news that He Yunting had returned; she knew that her brother had not been in a good mood since he was defeated by Su Xiaonan. Grandpa had long wanted to take action against Su Yemu, but with He Yunting’s identity, it was undoubtedly a futile move. Why did he dare to do this now? This was something Sophie couldn’t figure out. At this time, only one person could help her.
Sophie asked cautiously: “Ryan, what does your majesty think of this matter?”
Ryan put the documents in his hand aside, and looked straight at Sophie with his dark eyes: “Why do you care about this?”
Sophie twisted her fingers and was very nervous: “Just asking.”
Now the eyes of the people were on the tax bureau. No one knew that it was her grandfather who had sent the tax bureau to investigate, and she didn’t want Ryan to know.
Sophie was trying to find out what the emperor was thinking, and so were the others. Elder Bai and Elder Qin had been to the palace several times, but the emperor always said he was sick and refused to see anyone.
Elder Bai asked, “Have you figured out what’s going on?”
Elder Qin replied, “I can’t.”
They sighed again.
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