The IRS commissioner's first reaction was basically the same as at McKinley.

Turn around and run.

But he noticed two men in suits and hats at the door.

One of them reached into his own clothes.

Green stopped his tracks.

He wasn't sure if the man's hand was touching a gun, and he didn't dare to bet on whether Chen Jianqiu would attack him here.

"Mr. Director, come and sit down, the coffee will be delivered soon."

Chen Jianqiu's voice came from behind Green.

Green had no choice but to turn around and come to the table and sit down opposite Chen Jianqiu.

He looked around, looking a little cramped and uneasy.

"What's wrong? Mr. Director, didn't you call me over? Chen Jianqiu looked at Green playfully, "Take it easy, we're not on the rooftop." ”

"You're undercover?" Green looked at Chen Jianqiu incredulously.

"Guess."

Green decided not to speak yet.

Because he felt that if he said anything more, he would be humiliating himself.

Chen Jianqiu came up from under the table with a leather suitcase, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Green.

"Mr. Director, this is the accounts and related information of our company that you wanted, please take a look."

Green looked at the box in front of him, not knowing whether to open it or not.

The waiter came over with two cups of coffee and a small plate of sugar cubes.

He glanced at the box on the table, pouted, placed the coffee and sugar in front of the two of them, and turned to leave.

"Because there are too many company ledgers, I have selected some core statements, and the IRS can look at them first, and if there is a problem with it, I need to provide the basic raw data, and then I will get it."

Chen Jianqiu picked up the coffee in front of him and took a sip.

He drinks coffee without sugar.

Green still didn't know what to say.

Hell knows if you really have ledgers and statements in this box, and even if they are, God knows if those books and statements are real!

Green's hand rested under the table, his eyes wandering over the box.

"Try this Jamaican coffee." Chen Jianqiu put one arm on the chair, and the other hand held the coffee cup, and said while drinking.

Green thought for a moment, then took a sugar cube from a small saucer and threw it into his coffee cup.

He stirred it with a small metal spoon and picked up the cup.

After taking a sip, Chen Jianqiu spoke.

"You don't really think McKinley is going to pick you up as a running mate and appoint you vice president, do you?" Chen Jianqiu put down the coffee cup and said slowly.

"Ahem, ahem"

Green choked on the coffee in his mouth and coughed.

He put down the cup, his eyes didn't dare to look directly at Chen Jianqiu, but his brain began to run rapidly.

There's no third person in the room where I'm talking to McKinley, right?

How could Chen Jianqiu know so clearly?

Is there something in the whole of America that he doesn't know? Could it be that this man is the devil?

Chen Jianqiu looked at the reaction of the director of the National Taxation Bureau and knew that he had guessed correctly.

Mr. President actually has a lot of leverage, but he is still used to selling his official position in the last election.

So, Chen Jianqiu continued to analyze:

"Mr. Director, have you ever wondered if Mr. McKinley would nominate you for vice president, would Hannah agree, and the other bigwigs in the party?"

Green was silent.

Indeed, the main reason why he was able to get the position of IRS director is because he was born poor, has a wild path, and has a way to deal with tax evaders.

can talk about the status and foundation in the party, compared with those popular candidates, it is really far behind!

Green realizes that he may have been painted a pie by McKinley.

"Mr. Chen, what do you mean by this?" The IRS commissioner's mouth is still very hard.

"Nothing else, Mr. Director." Chen Jianqiu smiled, "No matter how well you do in your current position, you can't change your political career." ”

He changed his mind.

"However, I really like your vigorous and resolute style of doing things, I am also from the west, you know, for some things, the way of the west, it is easy to solve problems."

"After you leave office, my company welcomes you very much."

Green was silent for another two minutes.

"Putting my business aside, at least I'm still the head of the IRS, and you should be under our investigation."

The IRS Commissioner said in a deep voice.

He couldn't forget what he did.

"No problem." Chen Jianqiu patted the box, "You can check the accounts here, and I will provide you with whatever you need, but."

"But what?" Green glanced at Chen Jianqiu.

"But since you've checked it, shouldn't you treat everyone equally?"

Chen Jianqiu snapped his fingers.

When the two men in suits outside heard this, they quickly disappeared.

After a while, five or six men dressed like them entered.

They carried three large boxes into the café.

The few customers in the café looked sideways and looked over to this side.

But when they saw the men in the suits, they all turned their heads back.

It doesn't look like a character to mess with, so it's better not to be nosy.

The men in the suit carried the box to Chen Jianqiu and Green's table and placed it on the ground.

"What's in there?" Green stared suspiciously at the suitcases.

"Standard Oil's accounts, shouldn't your IRS also check them?" Chen Jianqiu kicked one of the boxes.

The box didn't move.

Apparently, it was already full.

"How do you have their accounts?!" Green was shocked again.

"It's not just your IRS that will put undercover agents in the company, we do." Chen Jianqiu said.

This time, Green stepped out of his seat, crouched down and opened the box.

He picked up the ledgers in the box and looked through them, and the more he looked at them, the more he collapsed.

As an old tax inspector, Green was able to tell that most of the ledgers were genuine, copies of the originals.

"Mr. Chen, do you know that your behavior is illegal!" Green said weakly.

"Oh? So? Aren't you going to get my ledger in the same way? Chen Jianqiu asked rhetorically.

Green was completely speechless, he could only continue:

"There is no way for information obtained by illegal means to appear in court as evidence!"

This is the last stubbornness of the IRS director.

"I'm not going to let you use this as evidence in court." Chen Jianqiu said with a smile, "But with these, you can go to the court to apply for an investigation order." ”

After struggling for a long time, Green decided to accept the box provided by Chen Jianqiu.

"But how do I take it?" He looked at the four boxes, one large and one small, with some hesitation in his eyes.

"Don't worry, I'll have someone send these things back with you to the IRS." Chen Jianqiu added.

Green had nothing more to say.

After getting the accounts, Green handed them over to the professional verification officers in the IRS.

After comparison, they quickly discovered that the Rockefeller Company was greasy.

There is a difference between the amount of sales and the amount of the company's declared contributions.

This means two things.

The first is that Rockefeller's company does have tax evasion problems, and the second is that the IRS can apply to the court for an investigation order on this basis.

Rockefeller, who was busy settling with the antitrust Taaffe Jr. in New York State, soon received news that the IRS intended to apply to the court for an order to investigate Standard Oil.

Rockefeller never dreamed of this.

He was going to go to Mr. President first to see what was going on.

(End of chapter)