Ch.337332 – Monkey’s Paw
by fnovelpia
[Korean University Everytime]
<HOT Posts>
[Thinking back on NaNaSim’s class from the day before yesterday is still legendary lol]
Has anyone seen NoName in her pajamas? She’s seriously adorable lol
We were in an online class when her father walked into her room not knowing she was in class, then quickly left lol
[Comments]
-Is NoName the professor for material synthesis?
└ (Original poster): Yeah, she does Saturday lectures remotely so we can attend comfortably. She’s a blessing.
-Please tell me what course NaNaSim teaches so I can definitely take it next semester crying
└ Advanced Research in Nanostructured Materials for Nanosynthesis
└ OMG I looked it up and it’s a graduate course
└ Ah, I’ll pass…!
-Wasn’t the day before yesterday a Saturday? Why was there class…?
└ KYAAAAA!!!!!
└ (Original poster): STAY…
[Announcing a new currency unit due to global inflation]
1 Name (200 billion won) = 5 Jjasheuling (40 billion won)
The killer point is that they both earned this at age 8 lol
[Comments]
-I never imagined the day would come when someone would surpass Jjasheuling.
-This too must be the achievement of our goddess…
└ You too?
└ You too?
└ Na-men
-Fact) Korean University students here won’t ever use either currency.
└ 200 billion? Whose dog is named that?
-If I eat Jjasheuling for 5 years, can I raise a NoName too? Please…
└ This person has seriously lost their mind lol
[Is anyone else experiencing NoName withdrawal like me?]
I miss NoName so much.
I dream every day of NoName appearing on broadcasts.
This world without NoName…
Is hell.
[Comments]
-She does personal streams occasionally though.
└ (Original poster): I don’t watch internet streams! I want to see NoName on public TV!
-With all that money, shouldn’t she be taking the celebrity tech tree soon?
└ Why would NoName ever become a celebrity lol
└ Her intelligence is post-human level, she should use this opportunity to sweep all of Korea’s Nobel Prizes.
-OMG NoName just appeared on public TV!
└ What’s happening…
└ This isn’t clickbait, it’s real
└ Irregular tax audit?
-“Your wish has been granted.”
└ Monkey’s paw damn
└ Sunny, you killed her. Sunny, you killed her. Sunny, you killed her.
└ (Original poster): No, that’s not what I wished for!
It’s not just artists who experience creative pain.
Journalists also experience the pain of creation when writing articles.
How to write higher quality articles, how to arrange the same material to attract netizens’ attention.
Some people even consider news articles a form of literature, just with different materials.
With all these concerns to worry about, it would be very frustrating if inspiration (material) doesn’t even come.
In that sense, South Korea, where incidents and accidents never cease, was called a paradise for the media.
2051 was a year that generally covered the Walpurgis terror attack and the Banghwa Bridge disaster.
After the Middle East war and Walpurgis’ international terrorism, they brought down the sky-high South Korean military cartel, and eventually succeeded in putting the deputy chief of staff of the ROK-US Combined Forces Command in prison.
No matter how arrogant those in power might be, it was difficult to completely ignore the media in a democratic society.
But South Korea doesn’t have just one hunting dog.
The three power institutions nicknamed “Cerberus” were as follows:
The Central Investigation Department of the Supreme Prosecutors’ Office, the Business Group Division of the Fair Trade Commission, and the last one.
[Exclusive) National Tax Service launches special tax investigation into ‘NoName’ and Bio-Akashic]
The Seoul Regional Tax Office Investigation Division 4, the kingslayer that contributed to the impeachment of three presidents in Korea.
* * *
Baek Hochan, appointed as the research director of Johnson & Johnson Bio-Akashic, arrived at work early despite having applied for flexible working hours.
“Good morning, CEO! Have a nice day!”
A cheerful female employee bowed politely to him.
“It’s been ages since I left the CEO position. We’re a foreign company now, so call me by my name.”
“Okay, Hochan!”
“I won’t ask you to call me by an English name, but could you at least add ‘Mr.’ at the end, Senior Researcher Lee Ji-yeon?”
“Mr. Nim-Hochan!”
This was roughly Baek Hochan’s position in the company.
Since they had been in the same university club together, he often wondered if this was really a company worth 900 billion won.
“Wasn’t your work start time 10 AM today? Why did you come so early? The employees don’t like it.”
“What do you mean they don’t like it? Where would they find a better boss than me? Actually, I had a good dream today. A winged cat and dog were fighting in the sky, then money rained down!”
“That’s just a silly dream.”
Baek Hochan nodded in agreement.
He returned to his desk and drank a strong espresso to supply his blood with caffeine.
He collected Phase 3 clinical trial results and organized documentation for FDA approval.
Before he knew it, it was 10 AM.
Ding-dong-
A bell sound broke the quiet office.
Bio-Akashic doesn’t have interns.
Eventually, the youngest employee sighed deeply and got up with a heavy body.
“Who is it?”
He asked in a voice laden with fatigue.
“We’re from the National Tax Service!”
A fresh, soft, and sweet voice echoed back like a lover’s whisper.
The youngest employee’s wandering mind snapped to attention.
“W-what? What did you say?”
“We’re from the National Tax Service!”
“The Tax Service? What business does the Tax Service have with us…?”
At that moment, he accidentally pressed the wrong button and the door opened wide.
A woman with a friendly, likable face entered with a bright smile.
Her cheekbones rose and her gentle eye-smile made her eyes stretch horizontally.
“Hello? Oh my, what a pretty dress! Excuse me!”
Several employees in suits rushed into the office behind her.
They identified themselves and instructed everyone to stop what they were doing.
Hearing this news, Baek Hochan was startled and ran at full speed from the adjacent office.
They were already taking all the data, including computer files. Even the youngest employee’s doodles.
“What is this…!”
“It’s a procedure called seizure investigation. Could you tell me where I can find the ledgers?”
“Ledgers?”
“Yes!”
“What happens if I refuse?”
“Oh, refusing isn’t a problem at all! However, we would then convert the tax investigation into a tax crime investigation and proceed with a search and seizure.”
“…”
“If you need any urgent documents, you can submit a return request to us, and we’ll return them within two weeks, so please keep that in mind.”
He had to helplessly watch as all the company’s assets were violated.
He hurriedly contacted a tax representative he knew.
Baek Hochan went up to the roof, put a cigarette in his mouth, and immediately called NoName to inform her of this situation.
* * *
[Baek Hochan: The National Tax Service came for a special tax investigation.]
[Baek Hochan: (ourhouseiscollapsing.jpg)]
[Baek Hochan: The tax official said they went to your place too. You should talk to your father and prepare something.]
It’s already too late.
“I’d like a caramel frappuccino with extra java chips. Lots of espresso whipped cream, mocha syrup, and caramel drizzle please.”
“We’ll just have an Americano each, please.”
I successfully managed to get the coffee that Professor Cheon had always forbidden, paid for by the tax officials’ personal wallets.
Baek Hochan texted me, perhaps because his mental state had collapsed from the sudden tax office attack.
But two tax officials had knocked on our front door around 10 AM as well.
Fortunately, they didn’t seem to be visiting for a home search and seizure.
I changed clothes and moved to a nearby cafe to discuss various topics with them.
Like most civil servants, they didn’t have interesting stories.
“Caramel frappuccino and two Americanos ready! Who ordered the blueberry cheesecake?”
“Excuse me? We didn’t order any cheesecake.”
The officials and I all wore puzzled expressions.
Was there a mistake with the order?
“Haha, actually this is a dessert I’m treating Ms. NoName to!”
The part-timer placed a slice of cake in front of me and winked.
‘What the heck, did he order this himself? Unbelievable.’
“Enjoy your meal, thank you! And excuse me, but I’m such a big fan of NoName, would it be okay if I asked for just one autograph?”
“I’ll enjoy the dessert, thank you. Where would you like me to sign?”
“Here on my apron, please!”
After finishing this impromptu fan meeting with the part-timer, we returned to the main topic.
I could see that the officials looked more uncomfortable than I did.
Perhaps because they’ve never seen such a young taxpayer?
“We didn’t come with bad intentions, so don’t worry too much. If you’ve paid more taxes than required, we might even give some back.”
“You’re here to investigate the source of funds, right? I’ll fill out the consent form for financial transaction information right away.”
“Ah, yes…”
I carefully examined the electronic official document they projected as a hologram.
“Besides that, we have several other questions.”
“Ask away. I’ll answer while I fill this out.”
The questions were mostly predictable.
How did I secure the capital for Bio-Akashic?
I explained that I received cryptocurrency from Teacher Baek Bonggon, and paid both the virtual asset transfer tax and gift tax.
The officials tracked the income I earned through broadcasts and advertisements to calculate my assets.
“The date is quite coincidental. Visiting on the school foundation day when I happen to be home alone seems like you specifically targeted this time.”
“No way. It’s just a coincidence. Government organizations don’t operate that simply.”
“Oh, and that item you’re looking at is a donation. Payment for appearing in public service advertisements.”
“50 million won? I see.”
It was a rare day off at home, and I felt it was a waste of time talking to such boring people.
I understand these are all necessary procedures, but that’s just my perspective.
[Adella: The new capsule arrived. When are you coming home?]
[NoName: Go ahead and set it up first and wait.]
[Adella: I’d rather unbox it together with you, sis. I’ll wait a bit longer!]
I need to get home quickly to test the capsule’s performance.
“Have I explained everything now?”
“Wait… why are your assets only this much?”
“Mr. Kim, I think we should check NoName’s father’s account as well.”
“Check the list in order. There are no records of transfers to my dad anyway.”
I explained that I did buy him gifts from department stores so I wouldn’t seem like an unfilial daughter.
“Wait, what’s this? 21 billion… one, ten, hundred, thousand, million… 189 billion won?”
“Where did you send such a large amount of money, NoName? This is a huge sum…!”
“Was it a voice phishing scam? If it went overseas, this is serious!”
The officials hit the table and stood up.
I scooped up some cheesecake with my fork and put it in my mouth.
It’s sweet but a bit rich. Only when I added the blueberry did the previously disharmonious flavors come together.
“I thought the National Tax Service exchanges information with the prosecution, police, and National Intelligence Service, having more information than one could imagine.”
I removed the fork from my mouth and pointed it at the officials.
“How can you not track the mana tax I pay to the Magic Power Corporation?”
It’s frustrating enough to be taxed just for using magic, but how can they not even know about that?
I put down my fork and leaned back comfortably against the sofa.
“We have all the taxes collected by the Magic Power Corporation…”
“Then it must not be registered in the system yet. Go check at the Gunsan Magic Power Plant.”
I somewhat regretted that Taxpayer’s Day had already passed.
Where in South Korea would you find a model taxpayer like me?
* * *
South Korea was once again thrown into chaos.
Bio-Akashic’s clinical Phase 3 was disrupted by the tax investigation, which could cause them to miss the FDA approval application deadline.
The public’s criticism focused on a different point:
The tax investigation that was launched as if they had been waiting for NoName to earn the astronomical income of 210 billion won.
Many people were outraged that an irregular special tax investigation was conducted on an 8-year-old child without a guardian present.
The most problematic part was the special tax investigation itself.
‘Why was it suddenly implemented?’
This was equivalent to asking ‘Who ordered it to be implemented?’
Regardless of political affiliation, parties strongly condemned the National Tax Service and argued over who was responsible.
[Facing a political crisis ahead of the April general election, the Democratic Party is trying to demonize the rich and divide classes and occupations.]
[What are you talking about? The current president belongs to your Republican Party. Following the chain of command, logically the president must have ordered it directly.]
When the National Tax Commissioner was at risk of being summoned to the National Assembly’s Finance Committee, they unusually announced the reason for the tax investigation and the interim investigation process.
“We would like to clarify that this tax investigation was conducted fairly according to the requirements and procedures prescribed by law, without any political purpose…”
“We firmly state that there was no communication whatsoever from the Presidential Office or political parties…”
“However, numerous reports related to tax evasion during the M&A process of a rapidly growing startup were received, and we recognized the necessity of investigation…”
“We feel that we lacked consideration for the young taxpayer…”
“We respect Bio-Akashic, which has led a new horizon in South Korea’s bio industry, and will do our best to ensure that the release of the multiple sclerosis treatment is not disrupted.”
Up to this point, it was good.
They acknowledged their mistakes and, although there were some inadequate explanations, they answered the questions the public was curious about with sincerity.
Up to this point.
But crossing a line they shouldn’t have crossed by just one step ultimately became the problem.
* * *
“I evaded taxes? When? Where?”
“Well…”
The Chinese nominee account I used to trade game titles to earn mana tax when I was confined in the capsule.
They were trying to impose taxes on that.
The National Tax Service website crashed.
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