Reborn Super Bank System

"FUCK."

"FUCK."

"FUCK."

"..."

Throughout the day, Clark didn’t know how many swear words he said. Whether it was Ye Hong or Liu Zun, none of them caught them. It was useless to chase and intercept them, let alone grab them. .

He felt like a clown. He ran stupidly with a police siren for a day. He was a little confused about the strange behavior of the other party, but he couldn't think of other possibilities. In this era, P-picture software has, but the real-time P-monitoring technology is listening. Never heard of it.

At the same time, the unsuccessful return for so long has already alarmed the director of the FBI headquarters. He has reported layer by layer and scolded layer by layer. He is naturally the bottom punching bag. No one can continue to scold him. Stomach fire.

Clark's subordinates watched the boss being scolded by the phone one by one, just like the grandson, and they also stood by silently, afraid to make any noise.

Just then.

"Boss, there is another news from the technical staff of the branch, saying that the Chinese car appeared at the No. 71 gas station three minutes ago." A subordinate put down the phone and said.

"Didn't we just pass by that gas station?" Clark thought for a while.

"Yes, they don't seem to have been driving, and they rested for another half an hour." His men said weakly.

Nima.

Fuck me.

Clark gritted his teeth and said, "Chasing."

From the beginning, I was very happy when I heard the clues. To the current anger, I really want to scold the gang to watch the monitoring. Nima gives a quasi-believe, is it good? At the same time, I scolded the manufacturers and bureaus who made the tracker, as well as the technicians who installed the tracker. The tracker signal on Ye Hong's car disappeared. It must be that the quality is not good or the position is not good.

Well, for sure.

Clark can only comfort himself by throwing the pot like this, otherwise he feels that he needs to see a psychiatrist.

He really wants to name today.

It's called'Unlucky Clark'.

Just when Clark wanted to be in the palace angrily.

the other side.

Sitting on the plane to the domestic Beijing airport, Liu Zun felt at ease. Although the plane was made in the United States, it was an Air China plane. Watching the plane slowly move away from the United States, Liu Zun also let go of his heart. I don't know what arrangements will be waiting for him after returning home, but it is estimated that he is still in his line of business and is likely to be sent to another country to continue his mission.

If you are lucky, you can come back to arrange a leisurely job, from nine to five, and live a small life, marry a wife and have children.

If he is not lucky, he can only bury his bones in his hometown, but he is not afraid. The sense of honor he has cultivated since childhood is a sense of mission, let him know that everything he does is for the people and for the prosperity of the motherland.

He has seen the most essential things of various countries, and let him understand that the fist is everything and everything else is imaginary.

On another Emirates Boeing plane.

Ye Hong's family is sitting in the economy class.

The parents sit in the front row, and he sits in the back with his wife and two children.

Ye Hong sat by the window.

Looking at the continental shelf slowly emerging in the distance, he knew that the end of the flight was about to be reached.

Singapore.

He remembered going to play once before. Seriously, it didn't mean anything, except for a new look.

"Husband, are we coming soon?" Ye Hong's wife also noticed the land in the distance. Looking at the sea, he looked sick.

Ye Hong nodded and said, "Well, I will be in Singapore in about half an hour. This is Indonesia."

"I don't like this country." Ye Hong's wife Zhang Yue frowned, thinking of something in her heart.

Ye Hong immediately understood something, and he was full of contempt: "I don't like this country either."

"I didn't expect that we would come back so smoothly." Zhang Yue said with emotion after adjusting her messy hair.It was unthinkable to return to China so unimpeded. She also thought she would go to Europe and smuggle the container that made her sweat. It was a nightmare.

"Yeah, I didn't expect to arrange so carefully." Ye Hong said softly.

After so long, he also carefully considered how the other party helped him escape the US airport inspection, and finally only got one conclusion, that is to tamper with the entry and exit restriction lists of the two major intelligence agencies, the FBI and the CIA, or intercept and modify the airport. The comparison function of the internal system, coupled with the ability to solve the monitoring, he thinks this guess is close to the essence.

"Should we buy tickets by ourselves at that time?" Zhang Yue also guessed this possibility, but he didn't dare to say it on the plane, lest there be ears on the wall.

"They said that someone picked us up, and it is estimated that they will not stay long in Singapore." Ye Hong shook his head.When they were separated before, that person had said that someone in Singapore would pick them up.

"Okay, I can finally go back. It's still the motherland." Zhang Yue said with emotion.

"Are you overseas Chinese?" a young man on the right asked in Chinese when he heard this.

"Yeah." Zhang Yue said softly, not talking nonsense with strangers, of course she borrowed it.

"What do you do? Go back to visit relatives?" The young man said quite a lot.

"Right." Zhang Yue said perfunctorily.

"Yes, if you make money, you should go back and look at it to help the folks in the village. This time I went to the United States to really open my eyes. The streets, the traffic, the environment, really, I want to emigrate, but the old man doesn’t. Yes." Xiaoyoung said endlessly.

Ye Hong sneered, "Hehe, America? Boy, it's not as good as you think. It's a paradise for the rich and exclusive. If you don't, don't go there. There is nothing good."

"How come the United States is so powerful, so the people..."

Xiao Young still wanted to'blow', but was interrupted by Ye Hong.

It is another poisoned youth.

"Stop, I know, if you want to, you can earn tens of millions of it before you talk, otherwise, it will not be as good as it is domestically." Ye Hong said.

"Uh, so much is needed?" Xiao Young was obviously shocked by the number of tens of millions.

"If not, you can try..."

After Ye Hong finished speaking, he ignored him and closed his eyes to calm himself.

More people have asked him this question, and he was helpless. He explained that he didn’t listen. There are always people who think that the moon in foreign countries is rounder, but that is just propaganda, just like the house there, saying that he bought it in the United States. The house belongs to you permanently, but when you pay taxes, you pay 1 to 3% of the market value of the house every year. Once the delivery is stopped, the house will immediately belong to the US government.

Domestically, the property rights of houses are collected for 70 years, and the tax is collected in a lump sum. In the future, the house does not have to pay taxes, and the system is quite rigid.

Is there any need to compare these two methods?

Absolutely not.

In other words, the result is similar.

Especially the house. Seventy years later, whose offspring will live in this kind of house?Especially for high-level people, how can there be fools to demolish the house after seventy years?Is it true that our country has no land?

If calculated at a real estate tax rate of 1 to 3%, in 70 years, the tax that the United States has to pay is 70% to 21% of house prices, and it is still floating. If it is inflation and prices rise, The tax paid will also increase, if your salary does not increase, ha ha, then you can only ha ha.

In this case, buying a house in the United States is a bit cheaper, and it is very expensive in the long run.

Join a house with a market value of one million dollars and pay 10,000 to 30,000 dollars a year. With good luck next year, inflation will rise to two million dollars. That is a tax of two to sixty thousand dollars. Should this be a laugh or should Crying?

What can be sought after for this system?Is there a difference in results?

Although Ye Hong is not an economist, he still calculates the accounts.

And what to do with such people?

I can only wish you good luck if you refuse to listen.

Talking more is not helpful.

Half an hour later, the plane slowly stopped at the Singapore airport.

"Dad, where is this?" Ye Hong's eldest son asked.

"Singapore." Ye Hong said.

"How about we play here for a few days." The elder son suggested, his face full of expectation.

"No." Ye Hong said solemnly.

"Dad, just play for one day." The eldest son also wanted to use the usual tricks.

"It won't work for one minute, I have a chance to play again in the future," Ye Hong said.

"Oh." Seeing his father's face was bad, he didn't dare to say anything.

Get out of the airport.

Ye Hong was waiting to look around, looking for someone to pick him up.

A big man in a suit came over.

"Mr. Ye Hong, it's good that you arrive safely. The plane to Beijing will take off in an hour. Once the tickets are bought, you can pick them up. You can go back directly." Doing the whole set of the show, you don't know.

"You don't need to transfer to another country?" Ye Hong said a little excited, he thought he would have to transfer again, such as Thailand or Malaysia.

"Yes, flying directly to the capital, you still have to pay attention to confidentiality along the way, we will notify the country after you get on the plane." said the soldier.

"thank you all."

"Well, please go pick up the ticket and board the plane. I don't want to stay long."

"Okay, bye."

After speaking, the soldier turned and left, disappearing into the crowd.

Ye Hong also took the family to pick up the tickets.

Security check.

Boarding.

The western-faced soldier who followed was about to return to the United States. Someone took over the security work here. This time three Asian-faced soldiers came, one in the distance, one went up to meet Ye Hong, and one followed Ye Hongdeng. The machine, and the command room stared at it, and found no abnormalities.

So far, Clark is still spinning around.

After boarding the plane to Beijing, the Ye Hong family was really relieved.

I think about seeing the familiar city in six hours.

The family felt extremely excited.

Watching the plane take off.

Subsequently.

The two fighters also returned to Thailand one after another, and one was doing protection work on the plane after the journey.

Singapore, an extremely small country, really has no place to deploy, so the command room also feels that the soldiers staying here is a waste of resources.

Just as Ye Hong got on the plane, the Beijing side also received a notice.

Knowing that Ye Hong's family was actually on their own flight, they immediately investigated the registrant of that flight.

Looking at the information of the six people, the big guys were a little dizzy, but they also knew that they had to hurry up and plan to pick up Ye Hong's family at the airport, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

PS: There are two more chapters, which are urgent.