She raised her head and glanced at Bo Yan, who just smiled and touched her head: "Are sweet potatoes delicious?"

Xia Siyu nodded: "Hmm." ”

Bo Yan smiled: "That's good." ”

Xia Siyu said: "I don't usually like to do public welfare, I always feel like it's a show. And some artists say that they will not donate a dime to public welfare. Do you know what dreams I had when I was a kid? I wanted to go to Africa, I wanted to volunteer. Help those people, or animals. ”

In the second year of secondary school, she really wanted to go to Africa, to South America, to the savannah, to the primeval forest. The white left was popular in Europe, where she grew up, both fond and repulsed by modern civilization, and had unrealistic fantasies about Africa and South America.

When I returned to Huaxia, Huaxia has developed very well over the years, but there are shadows under the sun, and society cannot always be prosperous.

Xia Siyu has not done public welfare, but she doesn't like to do it in the name of an artist, and she always feels that this is a show.

Moreover, she has also read some reports that many poverty alleviation cadres have helped some villagers, buying them rice, oil, and electricity, and those people praise them on the front foot, and immediately sell their things for cigarettes and wine on the back foot, and then continue to wait for poverty alleviation next time.

Although love is good, she doesn't want to show love indefinitely, you must know that she is a good person, and she wants to fight against her. Giving too much may not necessarily lead to good things.

However, she still feels sad when she sees these people who really need help.

"We seem to have a lot of fans, but we are actually very small, and there are very few ways to help them. Moreover, the person just now doesn't need us to give more money, she does things by her own labor, and it is an insult to her that you give her more money. ”

Of course, Xia Siyu also thought of it, she nodded and chewed the sweet potato twice. The sweet potatoes are soft and sweet, but she feels that the sweet potatoes in her mouth are not fragrant.

"Still, I want to help them. Are there any good channels?"

These days, it's not easy to donate money. Go to the Red Cross, when the heat is a more official organization, but in the past few years because of a certain piece of credibility greatly reduced. Going to the funds set up by other celebrities feels even more unreliable. You don't know if every penny you donate ends up going to the rescuer.

"Do you really want to donate?"

Xia Siyu nodded: "Be hot." I just don't know what else I can do. ”

Bo Yan thought for a while: "Actually, I have also considered this matter, and I have already started to prepare with Han Yifan." We opened a film and television company, and we will donate a part of the proceeds. ”

Xia Siyu was excited all of a sudden: "Really?"

Bo Yan smiled and touched his nose a little embarrassed: "However, this foundation...... At first, it was because the money was donated and could be deducted from taxes. But I can guarantee that every penny donated will be realized. The other operating expenses of the fund are paid by me and Han Yifan's company, and we will write down the money and method that should be donated. ”

In foreign countries, many wealthy people set up their own foundations, which are called "charity", but in fact, they invest the amount of taxes they should pay into the foundation, claiming to use "charity" to help the society, in fact, it is to deduct taxes. How much did the money go to the Foundation...... Only God knows.