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Tax-free?

As soon as these two words came out, the smile that had just appeared on Pascoyar's face immediately disappeared and turned into a faint awkward smile. After two awkward laughs, he sat down silently and responded with an awkward smile:

"Isn't this not good?"

As a mining powerhouse, Namibia's basic national policy is to impose heavy taxes on mining companies and then use them to subsidize national and other manufacturing exports.

In corporate income tax, the tax rate for non-mining companies is 35%, the tax rate for diamond companies is 55%, and other mining companies have an additional formula.

Y=60-48/X.

Y is the tax rate receivable, with a minimum of 25%, and X is the ratio of taxable income to total income.

The taxable income from the export of manufactured products (excluding fish and meat products) is exempted at a rate equivalent to 80% of the taxable income, but it shall not be included in the determined loss.

25% tax is really much more than that 5% profit.

For that 5% profit, giving up 25% tax is a typical case of losing the watermelon to pick up sesame seeds.

With an awkward smile, Pascoyar sat back in his chair, looked at the opposite side with a smile on his face, and nodded his head gently:

"Everyone, I agree with Mr. Lin Yu's suggestion. Let's join together and re-register a company in Namibia, and then let this company control the copper mine we are negotiating and the uranium mine in the Husab area!"

"In this cooperation, we agree to hold 10% of the dry shares."

"And this company will enjoy our 25% tax rate preference."

"Finally, we will use the profits of this company to pay for our infrastructure and the purchase of necessary weapons and equipment."

He said these words calmly, and then looked at the opposite side eagerly, waiting for the response of the person on the other side.

On the other side, Cui Lin listened to the simultaneous interpretation, blinked at Lin Yu, then stood up naturally, smiled naturally, and said to Paskoyar:

"Happy cooperation!"

"In that case, let's move on to the next step of the negotiation, which is your basic needs for infrastructure and weapons and equipment."

"Make these clear, and our negotiations this time can be said to have come to an end."

"In the future, we only need to complete the survey of the two mining areas as quickly as possible, and then we can calculate the corresponding costs and benefits, then we can start infrastructure construction and determine the weapons and equipment procurement list."

With Cui Lin's final word, the negotiations entered the next topic, infrastructure planning, and weapons and equipment procurement planning.

At this stage, Paskoyar no longer hid and directly took out their planning map.

In Africa, because it was ruled by European powers for a long time, the map divisions between countries are basically straight.

The overall shape of Namibia is a trapezoid with a large top and a small bottom.

Its overall terrain is low desert along the west coast, mountains in the central and western parts, and arid and semi-arid grasslands in the eastern and northern parts, and arid deserts in the southern parts.

The people of Namibia live in the corners of this large trapezoid.

In the planning map that Pascoyar took out, the roads they planned look like a distorted cross.

It is mainly divided into three areas.

The first is the southernmost area, with Grünau as the center. The road branches in three directions. One goes to the southwest, connecting the South African city of Violsdrift, and then extends along the border between the two countries to the seaside.

This road goes north at Roshpina, the exit of the mountain range, and connects to another road across Namibia in Oss.

In the southeast, it crosses Karasburg and extends eastward into South Africa, connecting to Upington, South Africa.

To the north, it winds along the mountains all the way to Keetmanshoop, an important city in the south, and then to the west here, a road is opened, extending all the way to the port city of Luderitz.

The road that went southwest before is connected to this road.

The road in Keetmanshoop goes north and finally reaches the capital of Namibia, Windhoek.

Here, the roads across Namibia intersect, and to the west, it leads to the coastal city of Swakopmund, and finally converges to Walvis Bay, the second largest city in Namibia and the largest port.

To the east, the road extends all the way to Botswana, connecting the Botswana city of Charles Hill.

Finally, this vertical road goes north again, turns northeast at Otjiwarongo, and connects the important mining cities of Otavi and Tsumeb.

In Otavi, another road branches out, passing through the area where the Kombat copper mine is located, connecting to Grootfontein, and heading northeast all the way to the border city of Rundu, and then unfolds along the border line to connect to the road with Angola.

The road connecting to Tsumeb turns at Tsumeb, heading northwest, passing through the border city of Osikango, and connecting to the Angolan city of Namakunde.

After everyone finished looking at the plan, Pascoal's voice also sounded beside them:

"In our plan, our country needs such a road that runs through the north and south of the country to make our north-south transportation more convenient and speed up the communication and connection between various tribes and ethnic groups."

"In fact, the road already exists, but the original road's carrying capacity is not enough, so we need to widen and enlarge it."

"In addition to this basic highway, we also need to build a passenger and freight railway from Tsumeb to Windhoek to Walvis Bay."

"It will also facilitate the travel of ore and personnel in this area."

"In addition to these transportation facilities, we also need to build two reservoirs in the western mountainous area of ​​Windhoek to be used as Windhoek drinking water reservoirs."

"We have marked the planned locations of these two reservoirs on the map."

"As for the final weapons and equipment, we decided to adopt Mr. Lin's suggestions, but we need to take a look before making a final decision."

Looking at the planning map handed over by the other party, as well as the subsequent planning documents, Cui Lin turned around and stuffed the planning map and planning documents to Lin Yu. After all, the task at that time was for them to carry out specifically.

Looking at the document thrown in front of him, Lin Yu rubbed his face helplessly and said in a gentle voice:

"Since Mr. Pascoyal has put forward his final conditions, please allow me to conduct a cost accounting based on our experience in building projects in other countries."

"The whole process will take about five days. During these five days, please be patient, Mr. Pascoyal. During the cost accounting time, I will personally take you to visit our weapons and equipment. After visiting the weapons and equipment, we can sign a complete contract and then enter the site for development."

Lin Yu's words were not short. After being translated by the simultaneous interpreter, Pascoyal still grasped After grasping the key point, he couldn't wait to ask:

"Do you have experience in construction in other countries?"

"Yes!" In response, Lin Yu counted the projects on his fingers:

"Reconstruction of Basra Port in Iraq, roads running through the north and south, oil pipelines, and reservoirs in the northern region."

"Roads, railways, reservoirs, and oil field development in Iran."

"Libya Port, coastal highway reconstruction, repair and expansion."

"We are responsible for many projects overseas, so it is a very cost-effective business for Mr. Pascoyal to find us."

Lin Yu's enumeration stunned a group of people in the business department, and the simultaneous interpreter who had been answering fluently was also stuck at this moment.

After confirming that he was not bragging and could still speak out, he stumbled and translated the relevant projects.

The simultaneous interpreter spoke haltingly, and Pascoya on the other side also answered haltingly. He grabbed his face with both hands, and said loudly in a very horrified and bizarre manner:

"No! You even go to the war zone?"

"People in the war zone also have to eat!" Lin Yu replied casually before the simultaneous interpreter.

This sentence directly silenced the person on the other side.

This is the truth, but can you not say it so casually.

After a few minutes, Pascoya woke up from his surprise, looked at the young man in front of him, and asked a question in his heart:

"How do you ensure the safety of your project in the war zone?"

After he asked this question, his confused eyes instantly became clear. As an indigenous person in the African region, he knew very well that in the war zone, he wanted to protect his projects and personnel from damage.

Then he had to use force.

Then, the measures that the other party could take to ensure the safety of their own projects were self-evident.

The next second, the answer he expected came from the other side:

"We have a defense company with its overseas headquarters in Saudi Arabia. Our business scope includes private security customization and corporate project security customization."

After these words came out, Pascoyal was stunned again. He was a little worried that the Chinese would slow down the construction progress due to security issues.

Now it seems that there is no need to worry about this at all, and the worry is completely unnecessary.

If others dare to negotiate with him, it means that the other party is ready.

Thinking of this, Pascoyal stood up decisively, extended his right hand to the person opposite him, and said softly:

"Then... my dear Mr. Cui Lin, let's sign the memorandum today, wait until your people have completed the accounting, and our people have seen the equipment, then we will sit together and sign our cooperation agreement."

"How?"

On the other side, Cui Lin stood up and also extended his right hand to the person opposite him: "Okay!"

The main negotiators on both sides reached an agreement, and it was the turn of the subordinates on both sides to run errands.

In addition to the two main negotiators, there were Lin Yu and Zhou Changyao, two people who made up the numbers. The others immediately turned into whirlwind gyroscopes and began to sort out the memorandum of cooperation based on the opinions of both parties.

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They were busy, heading west, to Afghanistan, three time zones away.

Abu was also busy, he was busy receiving weapons.

This batch of goods was loaded in Shandong Province, passed through most of China, transferred in Kazakhstan, and finally passed through Kazakhstan, Uzbekistan, and entered Turkmenistan.

In Ashgabat, Turkmenistan, this batch of goods was removed from the container and turned into small pieces, which were transported to Mashhad, Iran by a truck convoy.

Finally.

The Iranian Revolutionary Guard sent this batch of goods to Tayyebate and to Abu's hands.

Abu grabbed the crowbar with both hands, forced the crowbar into the gap of the wooden box, and then pressed all his strength on the crowbar.

Squeak!

A piercing sound was heard, and the green-painted wooden box was slowly pushed open by a crowbar. As the nails left the box one by one, the contents of the box appeared completely in front of Abu.

The first thing that caught his eyes was the yellow kraft paper, which was tied tightly with a thin hemp rope. Through the kraft paper, he could vaguely see that the thing inside was a gun.

Taking a deep breath, Abu couldn't wait to reach out and grab a package wrapped in kraft paper, and then tear it open with force.

As soon as the kraft paper was torn, a strong smell of gun oil came towards him.

Touching the gun that was still a little sticky, Abu liked it from the bottom of his heart.

The red and black color scheme was the same as the old AK he used back then, but that old AK had been with him for too long, and now there was no rifling at all, and even the barrel was bent a lot.

Now, he finally got a new gun again.

When reading books at Rheinsteel, he would occasionally take time to shoot a few bullets and learn how to maintain and adjust the gun.

After weighing the gun in his hand, Abu couldn't wait to wipe the gun oil off with a soft rag, disassemble it, check the gun, reassemble it, load the bullet, and shoot at the target in the distance.

After firing a bullet, he raised his right hand excitedly and shouted loudly to the Taliban around him: "Good gun!"

"All well-tuned guns!"

Along with his shouting, the Taliban who got the new gun also followed Abu's example, disassembled the gun in his hand, and wiped the gun in his hand little by little with a soft rag.

After wiping, they also loaded a bullet into the magazine, loaded the bullet, aimed at the target, and fired.

To survive on the battlefield in Afghanistan, everyone present had two brushes. When this bullet was fired, they immediately knew that the gun in their hands was better than those they had used before!

So, they also followed Abu's example and shouted loudly.

And Abu, who shouted loudly at the beginning, had already walked to the box next to him.

The bullets and guns were stored in wooden boxes, and the box in front of him was a stack of black plastic boxes about 1.2 meters long, 60 centimeters high, and 60 centimeters wide.

Each box had a buckle-like protrusion, and the buckles of the two boxes were facing up, and they just stuck to each other.

There was also a simple password lock at the opening of the box.

Very good design!

After the password was entered, the box automatically popped open, and the contents of the box also appeared in front of Abu.

Graphite anti-aircraft missile!

Seeing this equipment that he had seen in Rheinsteel, Abu stretched out his hand with joy, took out a launch ammunition from the box, and held it in his hand like a child.

With this thing, America's armed helicopters could no longer cause them any harm.

Even, they could attack America's garrison bases recklessly, deliberately attracting America's armed helicopters to appear, and then wait for an opportunity to shoot them down!