She looked up at Bo Yan, who just smiled and touched her head: "Is the sweet potato delicious?"

Xia Siyu nodded: "Yes."

Bo Yan smiled: "That's good."

Xia Siyu said: "I don't like doing charity very much, and I always feel like I'm doing shows. And some artists say that they don't donate the last dime. Do you know what I had when I was a child? I want to go to Africa, I want to be a volunteer to help those people, or animals."

During the second year of middle school, she did want to go to Africa, to South America, to the prairie, and to the primeval forest. The idea of ​​white left in Europe was very popular. She grew up there since she was a child, liked and rejected modern civilization, and had unrealistic fantasies about Africa and South America.

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

It’s not that Xia Siyu has never done charity, but she doesn’t like to do it in the name of an artist, and always feels that this is a show.

Moreover, she has also seen some reports that many poverty alleviation cadres helped some villagers, buying rice, oil and home appliances for them. Those people praised them and immediately sold their things to change to cigarettes and wine, and then continued to wait for poverty alleviation next time.

Although love is good, she doesn't want to show her love infinitely. You should know that if you give too much, it may not necessarily lead to good things.

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

"Although we seem to have a lot of fans, we are actually very small and there are very few ways to help them. Moreover, the one who just now didn't need us to give more money. She was doing things based on her own labor. It would be an insult to her to give her more money."

Of course, Xia Siyu thought of it, so she nodded and chewed the sweet potatoes twice. The sweet potatoes were soft, glutinous and sweet, but she felt that the sweet potatoes in her mouth were no longer fragrant.

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

These days, it is not easy to donate money. Going to the Red Cross is a more official organization, but a few years ago, it was greatly reduced because of a certain amount of reputation. Going to funds set up by other celebrities feels even more unreliable. You don’t know if every penny you donated is spent on saving people in the end.

"You really want to donate?"

Xia Siyu nodded: "When it's hot, I just don't know what else to do."

Bo Yan thought for a while: "I actually have considered this matter, and I have already started preparing with Han Yifan. We have opened a film and television company and will donate part of the profits."

Xia Siyu suddenly became excited: "Really?"

Bo Yan smiled and touched his nose a little embarrassedly: "But, this foundation... It was originally because the money donated was deducted from taxes. But I can guarantee that every penny donated could be implemented. Other operating expenses of the fund will be paid by Han Yifan and I. We will record the amount and method of donating it one by one."
Chapter completed!