Chapter 94 "Encounter" Qingmei

What does it mean to earn more than 10,000 yuan a month?
In 2018, in Li Luo's previous life, the national personal income tax threshold was raised from 3500 yuan to 5000 yuan.

On the other hand, people whose monthly income is less than 5000 yuan do not need to pay personal income tax.

Under such circumstances, the number of people paying personal income tax nationwide dropped from 1.87 million to 6400 million.

In other words, until 2018, there are only so many people who can earn more than 5000 yuan per month.

Not to mention the number of people whose monthly income exceeds 2014 yuan at this point in time in !
Qianjiang Province, as a coastal province with a developed economy, is relatively better.

But for Li Guohong and his wife, who work hard from dawn to dusk to run a breakfast shop, Li Luo's income from royalties is still a bit scary.

After all, after working hard for a month, the breakfast shop's net profit is probably only between 15,000 and 20,000 yuan.

After more than ten years of hard work, he finally saved up a fortune of six or seven hundred thousand yuan.

This is thanks to the developed local economy.

As a result, their son suddenly told them that he could earn more than 10,000 yuan a month, and even more in the future.

How could Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong not be extremely shocked?
You know, the profit from the breakfast shop is the joint income of the two of them.

If we really divide it into two and calculate it based on per capita basis, their monthly income is still not as high as Li Luo's royalties!

That’s twelve thousand!
Thinking of this, Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong were both speechless. After looking at each other, they didn't know what to say for a moment.

After finally coming to her senses and calming down her shock, Lin Xiuhong took a deep breath and slowly asked, "Here is the 5,000 yuan you mentioned. What about the remaining 10,000 yuan? Is it in the bank card?"

"The royalties will be announced on the third of every month, and then transferred to the linked bank card on the 12th." Li Luo said honestly, "Including this yuan, there is less than yuan in the card now."

"Didn't you say there were more than 7,000?" Lin Xiuhong raised her eyebrows, "Did you buy anything?"

"No, we still have to pay taxes." Li Luo explained, "11% tax will be withheld first."

"Oh, that's right." Lin Xiuhong's brain was still a little slow, and after she realized what was happening, she nodded repeatedly, "Then how do you announce the royalties? Can we see it?"

"Sure." Li Luo took out his mobile phone, used the browser on it to log in to the web page, and opened the writer's background. "Here is the income from royalties, for August and September."

Li Guohong came over and looked at it carefully together with Lin Xiuhong. The numbers one over seven thousand and the other twelve thousand were clearly recorded on it.

Then the two of them looked at the five thousand dollars in cash in their hands, and looked at each other for a moment, not knowing what to say.

"Actually." Li Luo coughed twice and tried to comfort his parents, "I think what uncle said makes sense."

"After all, I finally got into the No. 1 Affiliated High School, so I still have to focus on my studies."

"No matter what I do, it can't affect my studies. I understand that."

At this point, Li Luo paused, then looked at his parents with a sincere face and said, "But, if I can ensure that my academic performance does not decline and Qianjiang University is almost certain, will I still have the energy to write novels?"

"Then there won't be any problem at all."

After hearing what Li Luo said, Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong also felt that it made sense.

But Li Guohong frowned quickly: "I just saw it too. One chapter of your novel has 2000 words. I usually read two chapters of your novel every day, which means 4000 words."

"Your Chinese language exam only has 4000 to words per essay. Can your brain handle writing words every day?"

"One or two months is fine, but is it really going to be like this for another year or two? Twelve thousand yuan in royalties is indeed a lot, but your health is more important."

"I understand this principle." Li Luo nodded and said, "But you may have made a mistake. Writing online articles is my hobby. I am very happy when I write, just like playing games. It is relaxing, which is different from studying."

In order to fool his parents, Li Luo had to say some things against his will.

However, for him, with the memory palace at his disposal, studying and typing are all easy things, and he does not have to worry about the burden on his body.

So the key is how to convince your parents.

"Is this true?" Lin Xiuhong was naturally skeptical when she heard his words. "If it's really as easy as you say, then isn't it like making money from online writing for free?"

"How can they be the same?" Li Luo shook his head repeatedly. "Liking to write is one thing, but whether you write well is another."

“It’s like playing basketball.”

"I like playing basketball very much. I feel relaxed and happy when I play, but I can't make money from playing basketball."

"Kobe and Jordan also play basketball with ease and joy, so they also make a lot of money, right?"

When it comes to reasoning, even if Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong put their mouths together, they would not be able to defeat Li Luo.

But Li Luo knew that he would not be able to reassure his parents just by reasoning.

So after he finished speaking, he immediately added: "Actually, this is a very simple matter."

"The midterm exam will be coming soon after National Day."

"When the test results come out, you will know whether it will affect my grades."

"If my grades drop in the future, you can always ask me to stop writing online articles." After he said this, Lin Xiuhong and Li Guohong suddenly quieted down, thinking that what he said made sense.

Of course, the key here is that Li Luo earns too much from his royalties.

Twelve thousand a month...

After they bought the house, the monthly mortgage of 6,000 yuan put a little pressure on the couple.

As a result, now that my son has such a high income, the pressure has instantly disappeared.

"I'll leave these five thousand yuan here for you." Li Luo said, "I don't spend much on food and drink anyway, so I'll use the royalties to pay off my family's mortgage."

"How can this be possible?" Li Guohong frowned. "How can I let my son pay the mortgage, especially since you don't even have a job..."

Halfway through his words, Li Guohong shut up again.

Li Luo indeed doesn't have a proper job yet, but he earns more money than someone with a proper job.

As a woman, Lin Xiuhong was more open-minded about this point. She was not as concerned about face as Li Guohong. She smiled with satisfaction and said, "It's really useless to keep this money with you."

"Since you have such a heart, you can use your writing fees to pay off the mortgage. As for the remaining part, you can keep it for yourself and use it to marry a wife in the future."

"Uh..." Li Luo was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "It's too early to get married."

"Just don't spend money lavishly now that you have money." Lin Xiuhong glanced at him, "I have to ask Xixi to keep an eye on you and not let you spend money recklessly."

Hearing this, Li Luo's face suddenly changed slightly, and then he quickly reminded her: "Mom, you can let her supervise me, but don't talk about my writing a book."

"What's wrong with saying this?" Lin Xiuhong looked at him suspiciously.

"Ahem." Li Guohong at the side interrupted at the right time to help Li Luo out. "You didn't know before, so let's just say it. Now that Li Luo makes so much money a month, don't tell anyone about everything. Don't you understand the principle of making money quietly?"

"Okay." Lin Xiuhong nodded and agreed.

Li Luo gave his father a grateful look. Li Guohong smiled and gave him a look that all men understood.

After all, he was someone who had read the main text of Li Luo, so he knew very well what was written in it. It would be a bit embarrassing if Ying Chanxi, that little girl, read it.

In this regard, the father still expressed his support for Li Luo.

"It's settled then." Lin Xiuhong said, "Do well in your midterm exam and don't let us down."

"Okay, absolutely no problem."

Li Luo agreed immediately.

After the matter was settled, Li Luo breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Xiuhong curiously learned some details about the online article, and then went to the balcony to hang clothes.

Li Luo originally wanted to go back to the bedroom and planned to stay at home for one night.

But then he thought again, Ying Chanxi was left alone in Bihailanting, and if he didn't go back, he would probably nag him all day tomorrow.

So Li Luo got up from the sofa, patted his butt and said to his father: "Then I will go back first."

"Huh? Aren't you staying at home today?" Li Guohong asked curiously.

"I've made an appointment with Ying Chanxi." Li Luo made up a story. "We study together every night. She will teach me how to learn."

"Finally I know where to ask Xixi for advice." Li Guohong laughed twice, then waved his hand and said, "Then go ahead, don't keep me waiting."

"Okay, bye."

Li Luo said goodbye to his parents, changed his shoes at the door and opened the door.

As a result, just as he closed the door and was about to go downstairs, he heard footsteps downstairs.

Ying Chanxi's figure appeared at the corner of the stairs, and they just happened to see each other face to face.

"Why did you come back here?" Li Luo looked surprised.

Ying Chanxi blushed slightly when her whereabouts were discovered, and immediately asked, "Why did you come out? Aren't you going to sleep at home tonight?"

"I'm going to sleep over there. Are you going home to sleep?"

Upon hearing what Li Luo said, Ying Chanxi quickly said, "No, no, I just went for a walk with Xinyan after dinner. I happened to be close to here, so I came back to get something."

As he said that, Ying Chanxi pretended to take out his key and opened the door, then turned around and said, "Wait for me for a moment, I'll get my things and go back with you."

"Then just sleep at home and go back tomorrow." Li Luo suggested when he saw Ying Chanxi had returned.

"How can that be? Let's go back over there." Ying Chanxi shook his head repeatedly.

The panda doll and Li Luo’s small blanket are still at Bi Hai Lan Ting. How can she sleep if she stays here at night?

(End of this chapter)