'Why say so much?'
Seeing Fang Zheng curiously looking over, Wan Dandan just wanted to slap herself. It wasn't her money, so who cared how much he paid.
This one sentence might bring her a lot of trouble.
Still too young!
"Speaking of paying taxes, I really don't quite get it," Fang Zheng rested his chin in his hand, saying:
"Is it based on turnover or on final profit? I heard the tax rate isn't low, do you know anything about this?"
"Uh..." Wan Dandan opened her mouth and explained:
"You have to pay both."
"Huh?" Fang Zheng looked surprised:
"Why?"
"That's just how it's stipulated," Wan Dandan shrugged:
"But boss, you don't have to worry. With an annual income below five million and a net profit around one million in Qu City, you won't pay much."
She further explained:
