Upon hearing about the thirty percent business tax, Ji Hong immediately nodded. He had been puzzled just moments ago; such large profits were apparent to him, and surely the Camp Supply Department couldn't miss it either. Even if for simplicity, they handed the business dealings to others, it couldn't be just a single operating permit fee. After all, one glance at the goods in these shops and it's clear they come from the Craftsmen Department, suggesting these shop operators are merely middlemen.
If a monthly profit tax needs to be extracted, it would make sense.
"Brother, since we've talked about me, let's talk about you. You mentioned before that once you break through the Cold Resistance Level, you'd consider marriage. Now that your top-grade battle body has finally become reality, don't forget about Sister Xiao Rou!"
His sister suddenly switched the topic, teasing him. Ji Hong instinctively looked up at Zeng Rou, and a hint of emotion flashed through his heart.
