I run a casino in the immortal realm.

On the day construction began on the Zheng family's old house, no one in the entire Zheng family village slept soundly.

Before dawn, the foreman of the Wang family led thirty bricklayers and carpenters into the village, and the foundation of the wall made of spirit stone bricks was erected on three sides that very day.

The main beam of the spirit wood is pre-cut to a precise size, and the mortise and tenon joints are fastened together to secure it without the need for nails.

Zheng Fuquan moved a chair and sat under the old banyan tree, watching his yard being bulldozed and rebuilt, without moving an inch all day.

Villagers came and went, watching. He would respond when someone spoke to him, but he didn't say much. He had never been a talkative person in his life.

Seven days later, the main structure was completed.

The three-courtyard complex, consisting of a front hall, main hall, and back courtyard, is constructed of fine wood and paved with blue bricks, making it even more impressive than the side courtyard of the Zhao family in Heishanfang.

On the last day, a small spirit-gathering array was installed. The foreman of the Wang family specially invited an array master from the market to bury four mid-grade spirit stones in the four corners of the courtyard as array eyes, making the spiritual energy concentration inside the courtyard much higher than outside.

Zheng Dashan stood at the entrance of his new house, looking at the two characters "Zheng Residence" that had just been hung on the lintel, and rubbed his face vigorously.

At the same time, in Sujiafang City.

The handover of the Datong Casino was faster than the Zheng family building their house.

Su Heming gave the order, and the Iron Fist Sect handed over the keys that very day, along with the remaining half-box of spirit dice and three gambling tables in the storeroom, clearing them out completely.

On his first day in charge, Zhao Wenyuan didn't rush into renovations; instead, he walked through the entire building several times, inside and out.

The building is 560 square feet, with two floors. The first-floor hall has a high ceiling of three feet and good lighting, but the layout is old-fashioned. Gambling tables are crammed together, the aisle is so narrow that two people can't pass each other, and there are moldy incense burners and dilapidated screens in the corners.

The second floor has eight private rooms, the largest of which is only 20 square meters, and can only accommodate six people.

He drew a layout diagram of the current situation and sent it to Zheng Yifei via teleportation.

The revised drawings were sent back the next day.

Zhao Wenyuan unfolded the spirit paper and stood there stunned for a long time.

The lobby on the first floor was re-divided into three areas: the public gambling area on the left had twelve standard gambling tables spaced two zhang apart, with a dealer's chair at each table;

To the right are four medium-sized private rooms, separated by wooden partitions, which are semi-open, providing both privacy and a sense of enclosure.

Leave a circular space in the very center to place the roulette wheel.

The entire second floor was opened up and converted into a VIP area, with only two large private rooms, each fifty square meters, equipped with a separate tea bar and rest area.

An additional Foundation Establishment level restriction has been added at the entrance, prohibiting non-members from entering.

Next to the blueprints was a line of small print: "The reception area at the entrance has been expanded to thirty square feet, with a recharge counter and a membership registration desk. First impressions determine whether guests are willing to spend spirit stones."

Zhao Wenyuan slammed the blueprints on the table and shouted to Zhang Biao, "Start construction!"

Modifications cost money.

Zhao Wenyuan did the math: demolishing old walls, building new partitions, laying flooring, installing spirit lamps, setting up restrictive formations, customizing dealer uniforms, printing membership cards... all added up, it would cost at least ten thousand spirit stones.

The gap is huge.

Zhao Wenyuan reluctantly approached Su Qingwan.

Su Qingwan didn't ask him what kind of guarantee he wanted. She delivered the message to the Su family that same day, and Su Heming's reply was only three words: "Give it to him."

Ten thousand spirit stones, a round number.

It was two thousand more than what Zhao Wenyuan had asked for.

When the message was sent to the Qingyun Sect's Inspectorate by the flying talisman, Zheng Yifei was drinking tea by the window.

Ten thousand.

He only held the title of Chief Inspector and had never even met Su Heming, yet the other party dared to throw 10,000 spirit stones at him.

It wasn't smashed for the gambling den, it was smashed for this person in the position.

He held his teacup, his gaze falling on the silver token on the table.

The Zhao family donated 200 mu of spirit land, the Liu and Wang families each contributed 500 spirit stones to build houses, and the Su family directly invested 10,000 spirit stones in the gambling den.

None of these people recognized him, Zheng Yifei; what they recognized were the words "Chief Inspector General of Taxation".

He had seen far too much power in his past life. Las Vegas gambling licenses and Macau permits were essentially variations of power—with a license, money would flow in automatically;

Without a license, you can't open a casino even if you have a billion dollars.

The same applies to the cultivation world; without strength, you are nothing.

He put down his teacup and opened the monthly summary report on the table.

This is the first complete monthly report submitted by the ten inspection teams.

The data is impressive.

In a month and a half, the ten inspection teams completed the first round of inspections in their respective jurisdictions, covering a total of 12,400 businesses.

Among them, there are 86 Class A merchants, 412 Class B merchants, 2,300 Class C merchants, and 9,602 Class D merchants.

The invoice system was implemented in some large markets, covering only 30% of the entire sect.

The simplified accounting method is being adopted more quickly.

More than 90% of merchants have started using Arabic numerals and standard forms. It's not that they are more enlightened, but that the old ledgers with their ancient capital numerals were too ink-consuming and time-consuming. After switching to simplified numerals, the time to record an account has been shortened from half an hour to ten breaths.

Nobody wants to mess with efficiency.

The multiplication table spread at a speed that even Zheng Yifei hadn't anticipated.

The tax officials' apprentices would casually teach the merchants a few times during training, and the merchants would then teach it to their assistants, who would then teach it to their families, who would then teach it to their neighbors when they went to the market.

Within a month, the shop assistants at the Lingmi shop in Qingyun Market stopped counting on their fingers when doing their accounts.

These are all minor matters.

The important stuff is on the last page.

Zheng Yifei flipped to the end of the summary table and stared at the number for three breaths.

Increase: 20 percent.

Increased revenue: 18 million spirit stones.

He closed the report, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes for a while.

Eighteen million.

This is still the case where the new tax law only covers 30% of the situation.

It will be fully implemented in three months, and it is conservatively estimated that it will increase revenue by more than 50 million per month.

The sect covers an area of ​​five thousand miles and governs a population of over one billion. The daily food, drink and transactions of these people generate taxes. Once the invoice system is fully implemented, the space for tax evasion will be compressed to the extreme.

He put the report in an envelope, stamped it with the Inspectorate's seal, and had it sent to the General Affairs Office.

Three days later, I received a reply.

It wasn't Zhou Demao who relayed it; it was Kim Jong-won's personal approval.

The approval document was very short, just three lines.

First line: "Tax revenue growth exceeded expectations; the entire inspection department is commended."

The second line reads: "One million spirit stones shall be allocated to the Inspectorate as a reward, to be distributed at the discretion of the Chief Inspector."

The third line made Zheng Yifei stop.

"The sect leader has personally bestowed upon you a superior-grade flying boat for the chief inspector to use when inspecting the entire sect's territory. It may be collected from the General Affairs Hall's equipment storeroom starting today."

Top grade flying boat.

Zheng Yifei put down the approval document and walked to the window.

What does a superior flying boat mean?

This means he can reach any market within the sect's jurisdiction within an hour. This is the efficiency of the cultivation world, much faster than airplanes on Earth.

This means that he can personally conduct spot checks at any time during the inspections of the ten inspection teams.

This means that he, as the chief inspector, is no longer a civil servant sitting in an office looking at reports, but a powerful figure who can appear at the door of any merchant at any time.

What the master gave him was not a flying boat, but a pair of wings.

It's also a rope.

The higher you fly, the harder you fall. The hall master rewarded him with his flying boat, while the elders and the sect leader also watched.

Whose interests are threatened by the increase of 18 million spirit stones? Who stands behind those big merchants who evade taxes?

He recalled Zhou Demao's words: "Attention and surveillance are sometimes separated by just a thin layer of paper."

Zheng Yifei folded the approval document and put it into his storage bag.

He wouldn't keep the reward of one million spirit stones for himself.

Each of the ten group leaders received 50,000, with 5,000 going to the staff, 20,000 to the bodyguards, and 35,000 to himself. Of this, 5,000 was given to Zhao Ling to buy medicinal herbs for practice in order to break through to the second-level alchemist, and the remainder was deposited into the supervisory department's public account for daily operations and equipment procurement.

Never be stingy when you should be generous; this is an ironclad rule I learned from managing teams in my past life.

He picked up the teleportation talisman and sent a notification to each of the ten team leaders: "There will be a meeting at the Inspectorate tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM). There is good news."

After sending the last message, he picked up a blank talisman, hesitated for a moment, wrote a line of text, and sent it to Su Qingwan.

"I need to expedite the casino business; I might have to go on a long trip soon."

The talisman turned into a stream of light and disappeared.