Courtyard House: A System Connecting Two Worlds, Resources for the Nation

Regardless of their value, the goods Zhou Feng brought back from the Siheyuan World were all top-notch in terms of quality. He simply didn't take back any that weren't in good condition!

Mr. Zhao originally came for the purple clay teapot, but after scanning the store, his eyes were glued to it.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, he packed up a banded agate snuff bottle and a Republic-era famille rose porcelain porridge pot with a lady figure design and took it away.

The three items together make a total of 300,000!

"bite--"

The text message notification tone rang out crisply.

Zhou Feng stared at the deposit notification on his phone screen, suddenly feeling as if he were in another world.

Despite being mentally prepared, his heart still skipped a beat when he saw his savings so easily surpass six figures.

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Feng suppressed his turbulent emotions and transferred 15,000 yuan to Chen Tao via WeChat. The latter did not refuse and accepted it directly.

"Brother Tao, I have other things to take care of later. I'll need you to look after the shop a lot."

As soon as Zhou Feng finished speaking, Chen Tao frowned and shook his head.

"I'm sure your brother can handle the antique business, but there's something I have to tell you."

"If your future shipments are all this large, it's not appropriate to continue using these small, scattered shipments through personal accounts; the risk is too high."

"You'd better find a reliable accounting firm as soon as possible to help you design your company's organizational structure and tax structure properly. We need to comply with regulations."

Listening to Chen Tao talking to him so eloquently, Zhou Feng was completely stunned.

Previously, he had been following Chen Tao and learning about the four major categories of antiques, and he had figured out a lot about the tricks of identifying antiques.

But who would have thought that we'd suddenly be talking about finance?

With company structure and tax planning involved, this shift in tone is quite abrupt.

Without Zhou Feng even needing to say a word, Chen Tao could tell what this guy was thinking just by looking at his expression!

"Brother, paying taxes according to the law is the bottom line! Forget online transfers, even offline cash transactions have to be declared! Otherwise, when the tax inspectors come knocking, the back taxes, late fees, and fines will be piled up!"

"As far as I know, the main companies of the largest shops on this antique street are all registered in specific industrial parks in Jiangsu or Anhui provinces. Why? Because of the attractive tax incentives there!"

"I can help you with the antiques, but for things like registering a company, you have to be there in person. Find an accounting firm to handle the process; it'll be more efficient and less hassle."

"Okay...okay, I got it!"

Zhou Feng scratched his head, feeling a slight headache coming on. This was somehow getting into starting a company!

"I'll take care of it once I finish what I'm doing. Once the company is up and running, you can come over, and I'll give you 8% of the shares! We'll make money together, brother."

Chen Tao didn't refuse this offer. He could naturally see that Zhou Feng had made a remarkable connection. With such a favorable situation, and the other party willing to take him along, how could he possibly not join them?

After leaving his small shop, Zhou Feng called a car using Didi.

I've been traveling between two worlds for so many days, and I haven't been home once.

It felt like a lifetime ago, and only his parents could provide him with the greatest sense of security.

As soon as he entered the house, his beloved mother punched him squarely in the chest, almost knocking him unconscious.

"Was the 100,000 yuan in my bank card transferred to me by you? What did you do to me?!"

Before Zhou Feng could react, his mother grabbed him by the collar and dragged him into the house. Zhou's father sat on the sofa with a grim expression, smoking.

"No, Mom, is it possible that my shop received some goodies and I made money? Brother Chen Tao is here too!"

"Baby? What kind of baby do you know? You look more like a baby! Stand there, I'm calling your brother Chen Tao right now!"

Zhou Feng, who was so domineering in the shop and unrestrained in the courtyard, could only stand still like a lackey in the face of his mother's bloodline.