"Are we acting out a spy game here?"
Shangguan Xiao couldn't help but complain.
Dai Yuhao ignored it and flipped the envelope over.
Written personally by Dai Youcai.
Feng Yueyue raised her eyebrows.
"To your father?"
Things that come in a roundabout way are really interesting.
Dai Yuhao nodded. "That's right. I waited for a long time, but no one came. I got so bored waiting that I realized the letter was stuck under the bench."
Shangguan Xiao curled his lips.
"That's really boring."
What kind of person would look under a bench?
Girls are more thoughtful.
Feng Yueyue had an idea.
"Dai Yuhao, the person who delivered the letter knows you very well."
"Hmm? Is there?"
Dai Yuhao was completely confused.
Feng Yueyue pointed at the envelope.
"First, the other party knows what kind of letter you will receive and you will definitely keep the appointment."
"Secondly, the other party also knows that as long as Uncle Dai's name is written on it, you won't tear it down randomly."
"Finally, if you seem bored, you'll just look at the construction of things, and if you bring paper, you might even make some boring little designs."
If any link is missing, Dai Youcai will not be able to get the letter.
Of course, other people wouldn't be so idle as to look under the bench.
So this method is very safe.
Very meticulous too.
"The content of the letter must be very important." Feng Yueyue asserted.
Dai Yuhao was still a little hesitant at first, but after her analysis, he was so scared that he wanted to fly back home immediately.
I also studied him in order to send a letter.
It's really scary.
Dai Youcai was also very curious.
Is it popular to write letters of denunciation these days?
He waved his hand and told his son, whose forehead was covered with cold sweat, to go away, while he stayed in the study to open the letter alone.
A small brooch fell out.
A business card of The Paper Company.
There is also a piece of white paper.
There were two large characters written in a flamboyant style on it:
Zhao Wen.
His autograph?
Dai Youcai was just wondering if this guy was just bored and teasing them, but suddenly he froze in place as if he had been electrocuted.
As a tax bureau employee, he had seen Zhao Wen's signature.
That's not the case at all.
Zhao Wen's signatures on all documents and receipts in the bureau were always proper, but the one in front of him was ostentatious and seemed to be out of line.
Where had he signed his name like this?
The Paper Company?
The place where he got humiliated last time?
Dai Youcai couldn't piece together this information.
"Hubby, have some fruit."
Xi Ping pushed the door open and came in.
But my eyes were dazzled.
Soon he noticed the exquisite brooch in Dai Youcai's hand.
She walked over quickly and asked in surprise, "How did you get this brooch?"
"Do you know him?"
Dai Youcai could hardly close his mouth.
Xi Ping nodded repeatedly.
“The Wuyou Foundation held several charity sales and auctions and donated the proceeds to those in need.”
"Later, some jewelry or handicraft companies also borrowed this idea to create buzz."
"I saw a brooch like this in a company before, and it really caught my eye. They said it used some kind of intangible cultural heritage craftsmanship. I wanted to buy it at the time, but I was short of money."
Xi Ping felt a little emotional when she spoke about it.
Activities like charity sales and auctions were all ideas that Yu came up with.
Sometimes Xi Ping really wanted to pry it open to see what was going on in Yu You's brain.
You are so thoughtful!
Dai Youcai was surprised.
"What was the final price for this thing?"
Xi Ping recalled briefly.
Because she liked it, the impression was particularly deep.
"It seems to be more than 200,000."
"More than 200,000?!"
Dai Youcai almost choked to death on an apple.
Just a tiny brooch.
It looks exquisite, but there are no precious jewels inlaid on it. It looks a bit like a handicraft made by a child.
Two hundred thousand!
He wants to work for a hundred years without eating or drinking.
Dai Youcai's occupational disease:
“Is this also the case with your auctions?”
“Has that income been taxed?”
"Of course I have to pay it. Although using it for charity can offset some taxes, President Yu said that taxes should be paid." Xi Ping covered her mouth and laughed secretly. "She also said that people shouldn't sleep when they shouldn't. She always talks in a roundabout way."
"Don't be fooled by the apparent figure of 200,000. These are actually just companies showing off their financial resources."
"This is to show the company's positive image. Do you really think those things are worth so much?"
Dai Youcai couldn't help but be shocked.
If auctions were held every day, the values of these artworks would be unreasonably inflated.
Inflated
Dai Youcai slapped his forehead suddenly.
The noise was almost as loud as cracking walnuts.
Isn't that what The Paper Company does?!
It's like a broken bracelet, it's worth whatever you say it is worth, there's no fixed amount.
There is so much room for maneuver.
There must be veterans who can weigh the taxes and differences between them, so as to maximize the benefits and avoid the tiered taxation within a certain range.
Damn, Zhao Wen must be a ghostwriter for The Paper.
Ever since he was cheated last time, Dai Youcai has finally gotten his hands on the other party.
But no matter how you look at it, there seems to be no major problems except for the inventory problem that was reported at the beginning.
Suddenly someone pointed it out to Dai Youcai, and he felt that there were familiar things everywhere.
It's exactly the same style as Zhao Wen's.
And he figured out something unusual.
In his possession, the brooch was worth fifty dollars at most.
If you are more unscrupulous, you can sell it for more than a hundred yuan.
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