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In the end, Zhou Ran went to the relevant department and handed the problem over to them.

Based on this problem, the other party had never encountered it before. Finally, after discussion with "experts", a general value-added tax invoice was issued to Zhou Ran as a natural person. The taxable items were health products, and the hand-rolled meatballs were not counted as her processing and manufacturing. According to the commercial personal income tax, it was only 0.4%.

Han Jun was speechless when he received the invoice. The finances of their Institute of Supernatural Powers were not so formal! After all, there were many expenses that could not be explained by science. Could they ask demons and monsters to issue invoices?

"The money has already been transferred to you. You gave me a 20% discount, but why do you still have to pay taxes?" Han Jun muttered.

"Are you going to use that 20% off to pay my taxes?" Zhou Ran replied.

"Of course that's impossible." Han Jun didn't even think about it, but if Zhou Ran wanted to hand it over, then let him do it. If there was any problem, the Institute of Supernatural Powers would take care of it.

As for why paying taxes causes problems, well... Han Jun doesn't understand. It's probably just an idea that suddenly popped up in his mind.

Or maybe you feel that you have paid too little?

Never mind, let’s just leave it like this for now.

With Yanyan's help, Zhou Ran successfully upgraded her lower-level lithography machine and is currently researching chip production.

Because the chips require a dust-free environment, the laboratory was also expedited for renovation.

It just so happens that the money sent by the Institute of Supernatural Powers can be put to use.

Because the laboratory was being upgraded and renovated, the experimental projects had to be stopped for a while, so Zhou Ran simply gave everyone a long vacation and also gave travel funds to the graduate students in the laboratory.

She doesn't care where they go. It's 20,000 yuan per person anyway, so it's up to them.

Herself?

Read books, attend classes, and pretend to be a student.

Then one day, she ran into Hu Wenjia on campus, who was carrying a boy.

"You..." Zhou Ran silently told herself to respect the fate of others, but Hu Wenjia was in front of her.

"Baby, go wait for me in the car first." Hu Wenjia said to the boy, turned around and put his arm around Zhou Ran.

After the boy walked away, she said, "My first boyfriend is 22 years old and from the sports school next door. Didn't you say that boys from Tsinghua University have high IQs and I can't beat them? So I found a student from the sports school, hehe!"

"No, hehe." Zhou Ran frowned and said, "Then why did you bring him to our school?"

"Bring him to experience the humanistic atmosphere of Tsinghua University." Hu Wenjia's eyes flickered. She really didn't know that her lies were very obvious.

"Oh... do you still remember the boy we met when we had hot pot last time?" Zhou Ran did not bring it up, but mentioned Liu Wensen instead.

"Remember, that boy had a very sunny smile. What's the matter? Are you planning to have a teacher-student romance?" Hu Wenjia's face was full of gossip.

"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Ran shook his head and said, "That's a walking 500,000, and I'm one of his targets."

Hu Wenjia was still pondering what the walking five hundred thousand meant. When she realized what was happening, her eyes widened. She quickly caught up with Zhou Ran, looking him up and down. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Zhou Ran smiled. He was very touched that Hu Wenjia cared about him the first time after he realized what was happening.

"I was scared to death! How could such a handsome boy be a walking 500,000 yuan? It made me afraid to fall in love." Hu Wenjia patted his chest and said exaggeratedly.

"It's not like I have anything carved on my face." Zhou Ran looked Hu Wenjia up and down and said, "So, what exactly are you doing here at Tsinghua University?"

"Well... I met someone a few days ago, a graduate student at your school. I want a child with better genes, but he lacks start-up capital, so..." Hu Wenjia avoided Zhou Ran's gaze, not daring to look him in the face, for fear of being scolded.

"You can scold me if you want, I know I was wrong." Hu Wenjia looked like he was ready to die bravely.

"Why should I scold you? A hammer only sees nails. Let go of your desire to help others and respect their fate. If you can't persuade them, then just let it go." Zhou Ran glanced at her and continued to move forward.

"You're speaking in a sarcastic tone again!" Hu Wenjia said coquettishly, bumped into Zhou Ran, and turned to walk towards the parking lot.

Zhou Ran rubbed his arm that was hit. It didn’t hurt, but he just felt... well, that’s it!

Over at the Institute of Supernatural Powers, there has been a lot of chaos ever since they got a few bottles of Qi Gathering Pills.

The confidentiality measures are not strong enough. How could the news of the Qi Gathering Pill be leaked, especially at the critical moment before the big competition?

Han Jun's bottom line is to give Qi Gathering Pills as prizes in the competition to young people who achieve good results.

But in this case, the strength of the Beijing division will be too great, and people in other places will not agree.

After much wrangling, it was finally decided that the Beijing division would not participate in the distribution of the prizes, and the plan was carried out as originally planned.

In other words, the Beijing branch of the Institute of Supernatural Powers just needs a name.

As a non-staff member of the Institute of Supernatural Powers, Zhou Ran easily obtained the qualification to watch the game.

But she wanted to go up and fight, and Han Jun refused to agree to this no matter what. What if the person who uses his brain gets hurt?

If Zhou Ran wants to fight, just let Wen Ze fight her. It’s so easy!

Then, from the slightly unfamiliar fist and kick skills to increasingly brutal moves... Wen Ze had a question in his heart, can fighting with the brain really improve so quickly?

"Stop, stop, stop, Ranran, I'll teach you some moves, Wen Ze can't do it!" Han Jun had already seen the clues, but he was not surprised.

After all, one pill can allow anyone below the Grandmaster level to advance one level. As the person who provides the pills, what's wrong with Zhou Ran eating a few of them like candy beans?

Therefore, Zhou Ran should be the type with amazing internal strength but uncoordinated limbs, so it is normal that he needs practical training.

But Wen Ze couldn't hold on any longer? So he, the veteran, had to step in and personally teach the opponent the moves.

This was indeed the case. After Zhou Ran mastered the "Martial Arts Secret Book" that cost 13.80 yuan that he bought from Xinhua Bookstore, he felt that he was so powerful that seven or eight ordinary strong men could not get close to him.

After all, the walking 500,000 people used the beauty trap. What if the first trap failed and they tried another one, what if they wanted to physically destroy her?

It is always beneficial to learn more technology.

Wen Ze, who was despised by his uncle, ran to find Bai Mizhu dejectedly. He stared at her for a long time before saying, "Little Zhuzi, you were right to give up on your own initiative."

"What?" Bai Mizhu pushed Wen Ze's head away and moved away from him, covered in sweat.

"Zhou Ran! Do you know? She actually stole the elixir and had such strong internal force that even my uncle could hardly withstand it. You with your small body definitely can't do it either." Wen Ze didn't mention himself, but used his uncle's name.

"The pills are hers, how can that be considered stealing?" Bai Mizhu corrected this and then said, "Who told you I gave up?"