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Chapter 889: Fighting in the Air (3)

my country also has similar policies. Enterprises can compensate 12% of the annual profit in a year. In some special circumstances, such as donations from the epidemic, they can be fully tax-deducted. Bo Yan himself also wants to do charity and can also pay taxes easily. Why not do it? In other situations other than the epidemic, donations are more than compensation.

Xia Siyu didn't care about this. She actually had no idea about money. Anyway, she must have earned enough for her to spend: "Then I'll send you money."

Bo Yan laughed: "What money do you make? Mine is yours, we are husband and wife. Moreover, there is no reason to let you pay. When Han Yifan and I donate, we will also count your share."

Xia Siyu shook her head: "That's different. You and Han Yifan are from your company, and I earn this. Let me first say yes. If you dare not give my money to those in need, especially Han Yifan, who dares to secretly hide it, I will go and empty his wine cellar!"

She must give it to her, so Bo Yan had to nodded first: "Then let me tell you then. I'll let Song Fengzhi connect with you and ensure that every minute of your donation is used on the blade."

Xia Siyu was so happy that she paused and said, "Don't tell others, I don't want to be on the hot search because of this."

Love is a long-term process. She doesn't want to change the feelings, nor does she want to use this hype.

"That's a must. Don't worry, we have been operating like this for more than a year." So when I went back to the northwest, Bo Yan said he wanted to donate money and materials, and he immediately dispatched it after a call. It was also very fast to build roads and tap water for the village, because he had been used to these things for a long time, so he was naturally very comfortable.

"You wait."

Xia Siyu paused and picked up her phone. Bo Yan quickly dinged and received a transfer of one million yuan. Fortunately, Xia Siyu is a black card user and can transfer up to one million yuan a day. But she still disliked this: "It's a pity, she can only transfer one million yuan a day."

"You don't need to be so anxious..." Although I knew Xia Siyu was impatient, I didn't expect to be so anxious. Before I could finish speaking, the money came.

"It's okay, I'll ask Wei Jingjing to call you some more tomorrow."

Xia Siyu was indeed impatient and came and went faster. But after the money was changed, she seemed to feel relaxed. She lowered her head and chewed on the sweet potatoes. Well, it seemed to be sweeter than before.

Bo Yan lowered his head and watched Xia Siyu happily gnawing on sweet potatoes. She was impatient, but the matter was solved. The rain suddenly passed and the sky was clear, and even her steps were much easier.

But no matter what, she has a pure heart, which is much purer than him. Although he and Han Yifan do these things and have the intention of showing love, in fact, it was actually for the need to offset taxes at the beginning. Unlike Xia Siyu, who is drunk by a wealthy family, she is even more sad when she sees others sad.

Xia Siyu saw him staring at her, a little strange. She turned around and said, "What are you watching me do?"

Bo Yan shook his head and said nothing.

Xia Siyu thought he stared at her roasted sweet potatoes and handed them to his mouth: "Do you want to eat them? They are delicious, fragrant and sweet. Try it."

Xia Siyu was like offering treasures, with bright eyes. He chewed her hands. Well, it was really sweet and warm, and it kept warming to her heart.

"Is it delicious? I'll give you another bite."

Bo Yan acted as he said, gnawing out a large bite, and chewing out the sweet potatoes in one bite.
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