A wave of relief washed over her. She leaned back in her kitchen chair, the pile of crumpled receipts now looking less like a monster and more like a pile of data waiting to be scanned.
A soft ding .
Business type? Sole proprietorship. Industry? Graphic design. Tax number? She fumbled for her wallet, found the faded letter from the Finanzamt, and typed it in. 27/304/05284. VAT ID? Not yet. She left it blank, feeling like a fraud. lexoffice account