"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, there is another policy in our black tax bill that you may not be clear, for the ...... of cooperating with our contributions"

David spoke out about the tax breaks.

After listening to this, Atli was indeed moved for the first time.

As an accountant, he is the best at accounting, and if this tax deduction policy is for life, then he can indeed save a lot of money every month.

But at the thought of handing over the account book, the angry appearance of his boss Lynch, he instantly shuddered in his heart.

In the end, he still made a decision, gritted his teeth and refused: "I'm sorry, I can't do this, it will hurt me to lose my job!" ”

David's face sank, and he said: "Let's tell you the truth, we can investigate your details clearly, your boss is the same, I want this account book, just as an auxiliary, I hope you are enough to cooperate, this is good for everyone!" ”

Atley remained unmoved.

"If you're not willing to cooperate, then come with us!"

David stood up, as did Neeson on the side, staring at him with unkind eyes.

Seeing this, Atley was anxious, and asked with a defensive look: "What do you mean, I have agreed to pay taxes, what do you want to do?" ”

"According to the black tax law, the IRS has the right to arrest and try any lawbreaker who evades taxes!"

Atley continued to argue: "But I have already agreed to pay taxes, what kind of taxes to evade?" ”

"It's been more than a month since the black tax bill was introduced, and you, as an accountant, know about the black tax bill, and in this month's time, you didn't take the initiative to report to our IRS, isn't this tax evasion?"

According to the regulations of the Black Tax Act, since the bill was passed in Congress, all criminals must voluntarily report to the IRS.

If you don't take the initiative to declare, then you can be treated as tax evasion!

Of course, regulations are regulations, and most lawbreakers have little culture, so naturally they don't pay attention to any Congress, any bills, and the like.

In this regard, the IRS will not take it too seriously, after all, it is just for money, as long as you find the door, you are willing to pay taxes, and the rest is easy to say.

But now, this Atley is unwilling to cooperate, so David will naturally not be polite.

First detain him on the charge of tax evasion and scare him, if it really doesn't work, it's a big deal to detain him.

Anyway, the tax of more than 60,000 yuan, Davy is not very eye-catching now.

"I've agreed to pay the taxes, you...... You can't charge me with tax evasion so much! ”

Atley panicked.

Why is everyone afraid of IRS inspectors?

It is because these people have too much power that they can not only freeze their personal accounts at will, but also have the same law enforcement and arrest powers as the FBI.

If the other party bites the fact that he did not take the initiative to pay taxes in accordance with the regulations after the bill was introduced, then he would really be at a loss for words.

"Let's go!"

Neeson doesn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and when he comes up, he will drive Atley out.

Seeing that he was really going to move seriously, Atli couldn't bear it, and said in a slightly yielding tone: "If I hand over the account book to you, how can I explain it to my boss?" ”

The IRS has always punished tax evaders harshly, and he really doesn't want to be charged with it.

"With your ability, will you starve to death if you change bosses?"

“……”

Atley was a little speechless.

But in any case, it is better to be unemployed than to be charged with tax evasion and sent to prison, and he reluctantly replied: "Okay, I'll give you the account book, you won't fix me anymore, right?" ”

"Of course, I have no grievances with you!"

Seeing David's shameless appearance, Atley was extremely depressed, and he stopped talking nonsense, turned around and walked into one of the rooms.

It looked like it was about 20 minutes.

He walked out, still holding a stack of freshly printed materials in his hand, and handed it to David: "This is what you want!" ”

David took it and looked at it, and after making sure that there was no problem on it, he stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for your cooperation!" ”

Although extremely reluctant, Atley forcibly shook David's hand, and finally watched David's departure with a murderous gaze.

"Where are we going now?"

Getting into the car, Neeson asked as he buckled his seatbelt.

"Chinatown!"

“OK！”

……

Chinatown, as the largest overseas Chinese community, exists in basically every major city in the United States.

And Las Vegas's Chinatown is located on Chunshan Boulevard, a large neighborhood.

When the two came to childhood, 40 minutes had passed.

Parking the car, the two walked in.

On both sides of the street, bright signboards and lanterns are hung high, and some ancient buildings still maintain the traditional Chinese architectural style, and every brick and tile seems to have a long history.

The aroma of Chinese food, steamed buns, steamed buns, stir-fried vegetables, stewed soups, and all kinds of Chinese food flavors are mixed together, making people instantly feel as if they are in China thousands of miles away.

In the streets and alleys, people speak a variety of dialects, including Cantonese, Mandarin, Hokkien, Teochew, etc., and the interweaving of these dialects forms a unique linguistic style in Chinatown.

It also made David, who has been reborn, feel a sense of home!

"What's wrong, is it the first time?"

Seeing that David was stunned as he looked at the surrounding scene, Neeson on the side couldn't help asking.

"Not really, let's go!"

Putting away his thoughts, David walked forward.

At the same time, in the central area of Chinatown, in a shop called 'Luoyang Tea House'.

"Mr. Li, we have investigated, and we know very well what kind of business you are doing, so let's make a long story short, according to the regulations of the Black Tax Act, hand over the tax that should be paid to our IRS, and we will turn around and leave without bothering you!"

In the tea room, an old man with a goatee was leisurely sipping tea.

Directly opposite him, a man and a woman stared at him with sharp eyes, and the man who had just said that sentence was said by one of them.

"yes, so what do you think I'm doing?"

The old man with the goatee was still light and light, and he took a sip of tea unhurriedly.

"Hmph, isn't it just reselling antiques, do you think you can hide it from our IRS?"

The man snorted coldly.

The old man with the goatee shook his head and replied: "Two inspectors, I'm just a teahousekeeper, not an antique reseller, I think you've found the wrong person!" ”

Hearing this, the faces of the man and woman sank, and then they turned their heads to look at each other.

That's right, they did know the true identity of the old man in front of them.

But they only know their identity, and they don't know exactly who they resold and who they sold them to.

In other words, there is no very practical evidence.

As for why you dare to come to the door without substantial evidence?

Now the black tax bill and the assessment period are constantly spurring the inspectors across the country, and the inspectors have the time to collect the evidence of each case one by one.

Generally, they come to the door first, and then raise the name of the National Taxation Bureau to coerce and intimidate, as for how much they can receive, it is basically a matter of fate.