Although it was only the third day of the assessment period, and it was not possible to determine the final ranking, it was still a surprise to them!

After realizing that David may have great potential, the relevant executives of the Washington General Administration also immediately called the Lake District Bureau to learn more about David's situation.

Lake District Bureau, Director's Office.

"To tell you the truth, Deputy Director Donald, I saw David's potential not long after the Black Tax Act came into effect, and now you know that under my guidance, his inspection ability has improved by leaps and bounds, to the point where it is now......"

William knew that David's rocket-like rise would definitely alarm the top of the General Bureau.

But what I didn't expect was that the high-level of the General Administration called so quickly.

And now he is receiving a call from the deputy director of the Washington State Administration in charge of the black tax bill.

In the face of such a big man, he naturally has to brag about his insight.

"Well, yes, William, we need such capable elites in the black tax bill, I hope that after this assessment period, David's ranking can go further!"

"I understand Deputy Chief Donald, I'll keep him in this state!"

After hanging up the phone, William was in a good mood.

But soon, a bit of envy suddenly appeared on his face.

From the conversation just now, he knew that David had fallen into the eyes of Donald, the deputy director.

That's the high-ranking deputy director of the General Administration!

If David's state can continue like this, and then get the support of the deputy director of the General Bureau, it is for sure!

Putting away his thoughts, William stood up, he was going to tell David the news and give this kid a little motivation!

Soon, he was in front of David's office.

After knocking on the door, and after getting the word 'please come in', he pushed the door and walked in.

When he saw that it was William, David quickly stood up, but William made a downward gesture.

He first asked David about the source of the more than 3.8 million taxes, and only after learning about the whole process did he speak: "David, do you know who called me just now?" ”

David was curious: "Who?" ”

"Deputy Director Donald of the General Administration, you should have heard of it!"

"Deputy Chief Donald, of course I've heard of it!"

The deputy chief was one of the drafters of the black tax bill, and David certainly knew about it.

"He values you very much, let you behave well!"

Hearing this, David was stunned, and then his heart became happy.

Although there are as many as 5 deputy directors of the Washington General Administration, this Donald is the deputy director in charge of the black tax bill, and his power is far greater than that of the other 4 directors.

Now that his name is remembered by the deputy director, as long as he can maintain such a level of tax performance in the future, his career will definitely be soaring.

"Okay, then I won't delay your time, you can continue to be busy!"

……

Hotel Bellagio, in front of a presidential suite.

Seeing Baldwin's arrival, the bodyguard in front of the door immediately opened the door and let him in.

At this time, in the room, a man with oily hair and a vest was sitting on the sofa with Erlang's legs crossed, while Dieter was lying on a massage chair with his back on his back, allowing the technician to knead it.

"Mr. Dieter, I have already taken the goods back and put them in our warehouse for processing!"

"Very good, Baldwin, count yourself lucky this time, and next time you lose the goods, you won't be so lucky!"

Baldwin secretly complained in his heart.

It took him 1.58 million yuan to get the goods back, lucky chicken feathers!

Although he thought so in his heart, he didn't dare to talk about it in detail, but changed his words and said: "Mr. Dieter, the tax commissioner of the IRS Davy said that you should go to see him at 6 o'clock tonight, otherwise it will ......"

In the end, Baldwin didn't dare to go on.

Dieter pushed away the technician behind him, turned around, stared at him with a fierce look, and asked, "Otherwise, what?" ”

"Otherwise...... They're going to be rude to you......"

Probably because he was too afraid, Baldwin lowered his head after saying that.

"Bastard, what is the IRS, you're not kind to me, do they know who I am?!"

Looking at the thunderous Dieter, Baldwin didn't dare to take a breath.

But at this time, the oil-headed man sitting on the sofa couldn't sit still, and he interrupted: "Baldwin, tell me the whole thing in detail!" ”

His name is Sapir and he is a lawyer who helps Dieter manage his money and give advice.

He only found out about the robbery of the goods this morning.

But how exactly was he robbed, because Dieter was very excited last night, and he didn't explain too much information to him.

"That's the case, didn't we make a deal with the Mexican Gang last night, and then the IRS people suddenly came out, saying that they had a black tax bill and asked us to pay taxes......"

After Baldwin said this, Sapir understood the whole process of the matter.

As a lawyer, he had indeed heard of the black tax bill.

But he didn't expect the IRS to use this bill to get them on their heads so quickly.

After pondering for a moment, Sapir looked at Dieter and proposed, "Mr. Dieter, the IRS is not joking, as far as I know, they have been promoting this bill aggressively lately, so I suggest you talk to them about it!" ”

"I'll talk about your mother's size, do you have a problem with your brain, who do I need to talk to in Las Vegas?"

Being scolded like this, Sapir frowned.

He knew that in America, the Indians had many privileges.

And here in Las Vegas, the Omaha family is the largest tribe of Indians, and the family is powerful, which leads Dieter to develop such an arrogant character.

But in the face of the police, and even the FBI, Dieter is nothing to be arrogant.

With the power of his family, he can basically be even.

But now it's the IRS!

This group of people is a group of people who do not recognize their relatives for the purpose of collecting taxes.

The most important thing is that the IRS has its own courts, lawyers, judges and other supporting facilities, even if it is outrageous, it also has its own private army.

No matter how hard your bones are, no matter how many people and how powerful your Indians are, how many shells can they withstand in the face of that huge private armed force?

Of course, he wouldn't say these things directly to Dieter.

Because he knows this guy's tyrannical personality very well, if he really says that, it is possible for this guy to kill him with one shot.

In the end, he could only say euphemistically: "The IRS is nothing more than collecting some taxes, and we have a lot of money here in the Lake District, so we should give them a copy......

"Collecting taxes? When have you ever seen us Indians pay taxes? ”

"Give them another copy? I'm going to give the a big head, and I dare to grab my goods, so it's good if I don't kill them! ”

Dieter's words left Sapir speechless.

It is true that the Indians had tax privileges, but that was also a privilege for legitimate income.

The tax bill was clearly aimed at illegal income, and it was certainly impossible to circumvent the privileges of the Indians.

Forget it, since this guy can't listen, it's useless to say more!

……

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is late afternoon.

On the side of the Lake District Bureau, after an afternoon of sorting, David planned the next case action task from the materials given to him by the CIA.

Stretching, he lifted his wrist watch to take a look, and when he saw that it was 5.30, his gaze instantly became gloomy.

It seems that this Dieter really doesn't plan to come to see him!

Or do you think that in order to rely on your identity as an Indian, you can sit back and relax?

While he was still pondering, the door was pushed open, and Neeson walked in with a McDonald's bag, placed it on the table, and said, "Grab a bite to eat!" ”

It was already time to get off work, but he knew that Dieter hadn't come yet, and today's events must not be counted like this.

David opened the bag, took out a burger and took a few bites, and asked, "Which is the biggest in the Lake District?" ”

Neeson thought for a moment and replied, "The biggest word...... It should be a DA nightclub. ”

"Go to Judge Chiesa's house, ask him to sign a seizure warrant, and inform the big guys, get ready to go!"

"Understood!"

……

DA Nightclub.

At this time, it was already 6 o'clock, and although the store was not yet open, it was already brightly lit.

A large number of dancers and escort ladies are sitting on the booths, listening to the arrangement of today's tasks by the manager on the stage.

At this moment, a waiter hurriedly ran in and shouted: "Oh no, there are a lot of armed men outside......

Hearing this, the dancers and the escort ladies instantly panicked.

And a man with a flowery arm in the audience shouted: "Brothers, copy the guy out for me......"

As soon as he finished speaking, Barkinison and the others rushed in with rifles in hand, scanning for threats while warning: "Don't act rashly, we are IRS people, let's do a routine inspection!" ”

Hearing that it was someone from the IRS, everyone at the scene breathed a sigh of relief.

They thought they had come to smash the field.

But soon, many people present were puzzled again.

You said that your IRS will come to inspect it, and get a fully armed person to come over, is this to scare people to death?

Seeing that the situation on the scene was under control, David walked in.

[Name: Julian Borg.] 】

[Occupation: Escort lady.] 】

[Monthly income: $3,000 in legal income, $36,000 in illegal income.] 】

[Revenue details: December 3rd, $1,000 profit for providing services to guests, December 6th, $1,200 for providing services to guests......]

[More details: ......]

[Tax payable: $3,600.] 】

……

[Name: Emily Emmanuel.] 】

[Occupation: Escort lady.] 】

[Monthly income: $3,000 for legal income, $42,000 for illegal income.] 】

[Revenue details: December 4, provide guests with contraband, profit of $300, provide services to guests, profit of $1,000, December 6, provide guests with contraband, profit of $500......]

[More details: ......]

[Tax payable: $6,300.] 】

……

【……】

David glanced at the information of these people at the scene, and quickly came up with an approximation.

In the United States, only one state, Nevada, is legal to sell Y.

However, it is worth mentioning that Las Vegas is not part of the legal Y area in Nevada.

Therefore, the money earned by these escort ladies by selling Y is also subject to tax payment to the IRS.

That's a big deal!

"What's the situation with your IRS, we have a special policy here, and we don't need to pay taxes to your IRS!"

At this time, a man in a small suit walked over.

[Name: Congreve Claire Latin.] 】

[Occupation: DA nightclub manager.] 】

[Monthly income: $12,000 in legal income, $83,000 in illegal income.] 】

[Income details: December 3, $2,000 commission for peddling contraband, $3,000 commission for arranging escort services, ...... December 4]

[More details: ......]

[Tax payable: $12,450.] 】

"I know, I'm not here to collect your farm taxes!"

"And what are you here for?"

"On the 3rd of last month, our Congress passed a bill stipulating that from now on, whether it is drug trafficking or selling Y, we must pay the full amount of tax to our IRS!"

As soon as these words came out, the dancers and wine ladies on the scene were in an instant uproar.

Do you have to pay taxes to the IRS on selling Y?

Is there any mistake with this?

Congreve, who had been stunned for a while, finally came back to his senses, and said with a gloomy face: "Do you know whose field this is? ”

"Yes, Dieter Omaha!"

"Now that you know, how dare you do that?"

"His field isn't anything remarkable!"

David is here for Dieter today.

His words have already been released, and this guy hasn't come to see him obediently, so it doesn't matter!

He seized this guy's field every day, and he didn't believe that this guy could still hold his breath!

"Okay ladies, let's get out of here first, from today onwards, it's not open for business!"

Kangreef, who was about to call Dieter, quickly put down his mobile phone when he heard this, and asked, "What do you mean by this?" ”

David took out the seizure warrant and said: "This is the seizure warrant issued by Judge Chiesa, and now it is suspected that your premises are suspected of tax evasion, and it is temporarily sealed!" ”

"You ......"

Congreve was so angry that they had been here for several years, and no department had ever dared to come here to make trouble, let alone say that they would be closed down as soon as they came.

"Okay, you wait for me!"

Congreve picked up the phone and stepped aside.

Meanwhile, the Bellagio Hotel is here.

"What do you say? Do they have a seizure warrant? Which judge issued it? Judge Chiesa? Okay, I know, I'll call you later! ”

Sapir put down the phone, walked over to Dieter, who was dining, and said, "Oh no, Mr. Dieter, the IRS is preparing to shut down our DA nightclub. ”

(End of chapter)