The ceiling light had been turned off. Xueer thought it would be too dazzling on the top of her head. After blow-drying her hair and walking to the massage bed, she turned off the ceiling light.
The floor lamp next to the sofa was still on. The floor lamp was a warm light. It gently applied a goose-yellow halo to all the objects in the room. Xueer's whole person was enveloped in this warm glow.
In the light.
Although Sheng Chuncheng saw through the sunglasses that Xue'er's body was gray, he could picture it in his mind. When Xue'er closed her eyes, Sheng Chuncheng looked through the frame of the sunglasses that was placed on the bridge of her nose.
When you go out, you can see Xueer's furry outline outlined by the light.
When Sheng Chuncheng gave her an eye massage, Xueer kept her mouth shut as usual, and her cheeks on both sides bulged out, like two pieces of soft cake. When Sheng Chuncheng's hand slid down, Xueer spit out softly.
One breath.
Sheng Chuncheng thought about how he was still blaming himself in the flower bed in the square just now, saying that he was too cowardly and did not remind Sister Chen what he should have said to Sister Chen. Why did he still hesitate now? He still had to wait until things happened.
In the end, it becomes out of control, and you reflect on yourself again and again, hypocritically blaming yourself?
"Xue'er, I want to tell you something." Sheng Chuncheng mustered up his courage and finally spoke.
Xue'er closed her eyes and said "hmm": "You tell me."
"I want to talk to you about your taxes," Sheng Chuncheng said.
Xueer opened her eyes, glanced at Sheng Chuncheng, and then closed her eyes again. Xueer asked: "Our taxes? What happened to our taxes?"
Sheng Chuncheng said: "That approach is wrong. It is to convert the personal income tax you should pay here into the company's operating income through the shell company, and then levy it through assessment to achieve the purpose of paying less tax. This approach is wrong.
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"Oh, how do you know?" Xueer asked.
Sheng Chuncheng hesitated and said, "I just know."
"Are you also a tax planning expert?" Xueer laughed softly.
"No, there are no tax planning experts. They are all deceiving. The so-called tax planning plans are all lies." Sheng Chuncheng raised his voice.
Xue'er's brows furrowed. Sheng Chuncheng stretched out his hand to smooth her eyebrows, but Xue'er turned her head and avoided it.
Sheng Chuncheng became concerned and continued: "Also, in terms of taxation, there is no such thing as reasonable tax avoidance. The so-called reasonable tax avoidance is most likely a lie."
Xue'er's eyes suddenly opened, and she stared at Sheng Chuncheng. Her eyes were cold, making Sheng Chuncheng feel a little shuddering. However, since the words had been said here, Sheng Chuncheng simply continued:
"What you are doing now is not tax avoidance, but tax evasion. This behavior is illegal."
"What we do is illegal?" Xueer sneered, "Master Sheng, you made the tax law? Who are you? Our tax collection is approved, but the tax department has determined that you are smarter than them? Better than them.
You need to understand tax laws? Really?"
"Even if they determine it, it is a wrong determination. The tax inspection department can correct it at any time. Even if it is corrected, you will still not be able to escape the fact that you have evaded taxes. When the time comes, not only will you have to make up for what you should have paid,
Those who deserve punishment will still be punished, and if the circumstances are serious, they will be held criminally responsible!" Sheng Chuncheng said stubbornly.
Xueer sat up. She really couldn't control herself and was extremely annoyed. Sheng Chuncheng's words just now sounded too harsh and unlucky to her ears. Who are you to come here and talk nonsense?
Badao, what about tax evasion, what about fines, what about criminal liability, who are you? Are you happy that I am being held criminally responsible, right? Who are you?
"Really, Xue'er, everything I said is true. I think I have the responsibility to remind you."
Sheng Chuncheng kept talking, but when he saw Xue'er's face getting colder and colder, he knew that Xue'er wouldn't listen to what he said. Teacher Zheng is right, why should people listen to you?
, tens of millions of profits, this profit is too great, so big that drug dealers can sell drugs for this, and murderers can kill for this.
"Are you responsible?" Xue'er's face tensed up, "Master Sheng, thank you for your kindness, but do you feel that you talked a little too much tonight?"
Sheng Chuncheng stood there with his hands hanging down. He looked at Xue'er through his sunglasses. He felt that he was at a loss for words and didn't know what else he could say to her. Xue'er also stared at Sheng Chuncheng. She felt that this blind man was no longer a
The blind man she knew had too many things hidden in his heart.
Moreover, from his words, Xueer felt an extreme and aggressive attitude, no longer the gentle and weak blind masseur.
She even felt that after the blind man had talked to her so much, he seemed to have some agenda for her. His aggressiveness today was actually the same as the obedience he had always shown, and there was a deeper meaning behind it.
An idea immediately flashed through Xue'er's mind, that is, she should not overly stimulate such a person with extreme tendencies.
Thinking of this, Xueer felt a little scared. She didn't even dare to let Sheng Chuncheng's hand touch her again.
Xue'er sighed softly. She looked at her watch and muttered: "That scumbag, why isn't he back yet?"
Xue'er said this to protect herself and to remind Sheng Chuncheng that it's not just the two of us here, there are people coming back soon, so don't mess around.
Sheng Chuncheng stood there, his mind in a mess. He knew that he had messed up and didn't know how to end it next.
Xueer relaxed and said, "By the way, Master Sheng, I remembered that I still have something very important to discuss with the scumbag and Michelle. Let's get here first today, okay?"
"
Sheng Chuncheng could only nod and say yes.
Xueer got off the massage table, squatted, and ran away from Sheng Chuncheng. She walked to the clothes rack, picked up her clothes and put them on. Then she walked to the table and picked up a handful of artwork on the table.
The knife is in his hand.
She retreated further away from Sheng Chuncheng, but shouted: "Master Sheng, wait for me, I will take you out."
Sheng Chuncheng stood there, seeing all these actions of Xueer, and his heart felt cold. He knew that he should leave.
Sheng Chuncheng pretended to be calm. He changed out of his white coat, got dressed, picked up his bag and walked out.
Xueer followed him, always keeping a distance from him, but kept shouting:
"Oh, Master Sheng, just wait for me. I'll be fine soon."
Xueer followed her to the gate and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Sheng Chuncheng enter the elevator.
When Sheng Chuncheng arrived, he felt that his chest was very tight. He walked to the flower bed in the square and sat down, sitting blankly.
After a while, Sheng Chuncheng saw Xue'er coming down. She was crossing the square. Xue'er also saw Sheng Chuncheng sitting on the flower bed, but she didn't come over or say hello to Sheng Chuncheng. She just walked quietly.
Silently, he hurriedly walked towards the door of the live broadcast base.
Sheng Chuncheng knew that she was going to the grilled fish place across the street to find the scumbag and the others.
Sheng Chuncheng sighed. He looked around and felt a little confused. He felt that this might be the last time he went to the live broadcast base and the last time he sat here.
Sheng Chuncheng stood up and walked in the opposite direction to Xueer, towards the back door of the live broadcast base.
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