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Chapter 892: 883: Missing the Mark (3)

Chapter 892: Chapter 883: Missing the Mark (3)

Our country also has similar policies. Enterprises can donate, and offset up to twelve percent of their annual profits. In some special cases, like during a pandemic, donations can be fully tax-deductible. Bo Yan himself also wants to do philanthropy and can conveniently handle taxes with it, so why not? Apart from pandemics, other situations still often involve donations exceeding the deductions.

Xia Siyu doesn’t care about these details; she really has no concept of money, since what she earns is definitely enough for her spending: “Then I’ll transfer money to you.”

Bo Yan laughed, “Why would you transfer money? What’s mine is yours, we’re husband and wife. Besides, there’s no reason for you to pay. When Han Yifan and I handle the donations, we include your share as well.”

Xia Siyu shook her head: “It’s not the same. Han Yifan and you are from your company, but this money is what I earned. Let’s make this clear, if you guys dare not to give my money to those in need, especially Han Yifan—if he dares to keep it secretly for himself, I’ll empty his wine cellar!”

She insisted on giving, so Bo Yan had to agree first: “We’ll talk about it when the time comes. I’ll have Song Fengzhi coordinate with you. We’ll ensure every penny of your donation is used where it’s most needed.”

Xia Siyu was finally pleased, and after a pause, she added: “Don’t tell anyone, I don’t want to make headlines because of this.”

Charity is a long-term process, she didn’t want this affection to change flavor, nor did she want to use it for publicity.

“Of course. You can rest assured, we have been doing this for over a year now.” So, last time they went to the Northwest, Bo Yan said he would make donations, and with just one phone call everything was arranged promptly. Roads and water supply in the villages were fixed speedily because he has gotten used to handling these matters, naturally becoming adept at it.

“Wait a second.”

Xia Siyu stopped in her tracks, picked up her phone, and Bo Yan quickly received a ding notification for a transfer of one million. Good thing Xia Siyu is a black card user, able to transfer up to a million a day. Yet, she still complained, “It’s a pity I can only transfer a million a day.”

“You don’t need to hurry like this…” Although he knew Xia Siyu was impulsive, he didn’t expect her to be this eager. The money was transferred before he even finished his sentence.

“It’s okay, tomorrow I’ll have Wei Jingjing transfer another portion to you.”

Xia Siyu indeed acted hastily, coming quickly and going quickly. But once the money was transferred, she seemed completely relaxed, bowed her head and nibbled on a sweet potato, um, it seemed even sweeter than before.

Bo Yan looked down, watching Xia Siyu happily munching on the sweet potato. It’s good she is impulsive, as things get resolved quickly, it’s like the sky clearing up after rain, even her steps became much lighter.

But no matter what, she has a pure heart, purer than his. Although he and Han Yifan do these things partly from goodwill, initially it was more about the tax benefits. Unlike Xia Siyu, who even if it costs a fortune, feels even sadder when she sees others sad.

Xia Siyu noticed him continuously staring at her, feeling a bit strange. She turned her head around, “Why are you staring at me?”

Bo Yan shook his head, remaining silent.

Xia Siyu thought he was staring at her roasted sweet potato, handing it to his mouth, “Want a taste? It’s really delicious, fragrant and sweet. Try it.”

Xia Siyu offered it like a treasure, her eyes sparkling, he nibbled it from her hand, um, it really was sweet, and warming, warming right to the heart.

“Is it good? I’ll give you another bite.”

Bo Yan followed her words, took a big bite, and finished the sweet potato in one go.