Gangster heir? Please call me a legitimate entrepreneur.

The metal staircase on the second floor made a loud clattering sound when you stepped on it.

Su Ye walked onto the platform and casually took off the dark gray cashmere coat he was wearing.

The simpleton standing next to him quickly reached out his two rough hands, took the clothes, and carefully draped them over his arm.

Su Ye was only wearing a loose black turtleneck sweater.

The sweater collar hung loosely around his neck, making him look less imposing in his usual suits and more relaxed and at home.

His signature smile graced his face, framed by gold-rimmed glasses.

He seems harmless and warm, like a friendly older brother next door who has just been recognized as an outstanding young person at the city level.

Captain Gu stood downstairs, feeling a surge of anger rush to his head.

He was puffing out white breaths from his nostrils, and a fine layer of water mist formed on his tactical goggles.

The ace drug-sniffing dog named "Black Panther" is still lying on the ground.

The pink tongue licked the cover of the "Essay Writing" book, slurping saliva all over the page.

"Take the dog out of here!"

Captain Gu turned around abruptly and roared at the instructor, his voice cracking.

The trainer was startled and quickly tightened the leash, pulling and dragging the unwilling black panther toward the gate.

The dog's paws scratched at the smooth marble floor tiles, making a screeching sound.

Su Ye stepped onto the last step.

He poured the silver stainless steel thermos from his left hand into his right and strode towards Captain Gu.

"Oh dear, Captain Gu."

Su Ye stretched out his free left hand and grabbed Captain Gu's right wrist, which was holding a small cup.

Captain Gu was wearing half-finger tactical gloves, and his knuckles were frozen stiff like ice blocks in the snow.

Su Ye's palms, which had been warming the thermos cup, exuded a dry heat.

"On a snowy night, in the dead of night."

Su Ye grasped the stiff hand and shook it vigorously twice, his smile so sincere it could melt your heart.

"The city bureau officers are still patrolling the front lines, and they've even come specifically to private companies like ours..."

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the SWAT officers holding riot shields.

"They came to provide guidance on crime prevention. Their dedication to serving the people is truly touching."

Captain Gu felt a chill run down his spine.

He suddenly exerted force with his arm, pulling his hand out of Su Ye's palm as if he had been electrocuted.

The dark gun barrel was raised, almost touching Su Ye's chin.

"Don't give me that crap!"

Captain Gu gritted his teeth, and the flesh on his cheeks twitched.

"Su Ye, stop pretending you don't know. Where did you move all that filth?"

"Ledgers! Helium! And your old batch of homemade guns!"

The more he spoke, the heavier his breathing became, and spittle flew everywhere.

"Confess and you'll get lenient treatment! Don't force me to knock down all the load-bearing walls in this building!"

Su Ye didn't even frown.

He looked down at the gun barrel that was almost touching his chest, then looked up at Captain Gu's bloodshot eyes.

He sighed helplessly, his white breath dissipating in the cold air.

"Captain Gu, we are law-abiding citizens."

He slowly unscrewed the lid of the thermos, and steam wafted out, carrying the sweet aroma of red dates and goji berries.

Su Ye lowered his head and took a small sip of warm water, his Adam's apple bobbing.

"If you're looking for something dirty, there really isn't anything here."

Lei Hu, who was standing ramrod straight next to him, couldn't help but chime in with his hoarse voice.

"Captain Gu, if you really want to search for something with a peculiar smell..."

Lei Hu pointed with his thumb to the green-clad formation behind him.

"That son of a bitch, Kim Jong-un, had a pair of white socks that he'd kept under the mattress for half a month without washing them. They smelled even stronger than cocaine."

"How about... you bring that dog back and let it sniff around again?"

The three fat men in the formation blushed and muttered softly, "Brother Tiger, I just scrubbed myself with soap yesterday..."

"Shut up!"

Captain Gu roared, causing the ceiling lights to shake.

His fingers were digging into the trigger guard so hard that his nails dug into his flesh.

"Su Ye! This is your last warning! Hand over the company's shady accounts!"

Su Ye tightened the lid again, making a clicking sound like metal scraping together.

"Chen Suan".

Ignoring the furious Captain Gu, he turned his head and shouted behind him.

The square formation of the green-clad men split open in the middle.

Chen Suan was wearing a wrinkled gray suit, with a blue hard-shell folder tucked under his arm.

He hunched his shoulders and shrank back as he shuffled outwards, taking uneven steps.

Chen Suan wished he could disappear into a crack in the ground.

He had two huge dark circles under his eyes, and his thick-rimmed black glasses kept sliding down to the tip of his nose.

He was an undercover agent sent in by the provincial department and a top student in the finance department of a police academy.

He's now actually representing the underworld, facing his own police colleagues.

What the hell is this called human suffering?

"Mr. Su...you wanted to see me?"

Chen Suan's lips trembled, and he didn't dare to glance at Captain Gu, for fear of being recognized.

"Let Captain Gu take a look at what we just brought back this afternoon."

Su Ye raised her chin slightly and tapped the folder in his arms.

Chen Suan swallowed, his throat feeling dry.

He frantically opened the folder, his fingers trembling.

He pulled out a creased A4 sheet from a stack of reports.

The paper was brittle, and the edges smelled of printer toner.

Su Ye took the paper.

He held the paper by the edges with both hands, his movements as gentle as if he were carrying a family heirloom.

One step, two steps.

Su Ye, with the muzzle of a gun pointed at him, moved directly up to Captain Gu.

The paper was shoved right under Captain Gu's nose.

The tactical flashlights mounted under the SWAT officers' gun barrels shone directly onto the white paper.

The blinding white light bounced back, making people's eyes feel like they were being pricked with needles.

"Captain Gu, didn't you want to see the ledgers?"

Su Ye spoke very softly, with a tone as if coaxing a child.

"There are absolutely no shady accounts. Our company's books are whiter than the snow outside."

Captain Gu narrowed his eyes, focusing his gaze on the paper.

The top row of large black Song typeface characters is clearly visible.

"Annual Tax Settlement and Payment Certificate for Enterprises in Longhai City"

lower right corner.

It was stamped with a red seal as big as a bowl.

The official seal of the Longhai Municipal Tax Bureau is made of bright red ink, so vivid that even the lines are clearly imprinted.

Captain Gu's breath hitched.

My gaze unconsciously swept downwards and landed on the column "Total Taxes Paid".

one two three four……

He silently counted the digits in his mind.

A five, followed by a long string of dazzling zeros.

Fifty million.

"Fifty...fifty million?"

Captain Gu's throat felt like it was stuffed with dry grass, making his voice crackle and pop.

His hand holding the gun trembled uncontrollably, and the muzzle dropped half an inch.

Su Ye nodded with a smile, but there was no warmth in his eyes.

"Yes, fifty million. Real money, it was just deposited into the national treasury's public account at three o'clock this afternoon."

He turned around and pointed to the thousands of men in fluorescent green tracksuits in the lobby.

"Captain Gu, look at these people."

"Some were released from labor camps, some had criminal records and couldn't find jobs, and some used to pick locks and break into houses on the street."

Su Ye turned around and stared into Captain Gu's eyes.

"My Sihai Group will take them all in, with food and lodging provided."

"Pay them social insurance and housing fund contributions, and let them deliver packages and do hard labor every day."

"We pay taxes legally every month, and this year alone, we have helped Longhai City resolve more than 2,000 public security risks."

Su Ye reached out and flicked the tax payment certificate, the paper making a crisp sound.

"Captain Gu."

"You were with fully armed special police officers, guns in hand, and dogs on a leash."

"They broke down the gate in the heavy snow to seize the city's top taxpayer and outstanding conscientious enterprise of the year."

Su Ye's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"If this gets on the provincial TV station's news tomorrow, where will your municipal bureau put its face?"

The lobby was deathly silent.

Only the howling wind outside could be heard, rushing in through the kicked-down side door.

Captain Gu stared intently at the string of red numbers.

Those zeros were like whirlpools with gaping maws, threatening to suck in all his reason.

Fifty million in taxes.

Forget about organized crime, even the city's star state-owned enterprises couldn't pay this much cash in a year!

What does this mean?

The mayor would personally visit Su Ye with a fruit basket to offer New Year's greetings during holidays!

Captain Gu felt a sudden dizziness.

It felt like a thousand flies were buzzing around my ears, and the veins on my forehead were throbbing.

A wave of nausea washed over me.

He staggered back a large step, his leather shoes slipping on the paving stones.

"team leader!"

Xiao Li, who was standing nearby, quickly threw down his riot shield and grabbed Captain Gu's arm.

The shield slammed into the ground with a dull thud.

Captain Gu's face was deathly pale, and sweat dripped down his forehead, stinging his eyes.

He was breathing heavily, his eyes still fixed on the paper in Su Ye's hand.

impossible.

How could these thugs who carry knives possibly know how to avoid taxes? How could they possibly keep their accounts so clean!

Chen Suan hid behind the crowd, nervously adjusting his glasses.

He clutched his aching stomach, silently shedding tears in his heart.

How could it not be clean?

I, a top student in the Financial Crime Investigation Division of the Provincial Department, have stayed up countless nights.

By exploiting various policy loopholes and tax breaks, they managed to create a perfect accounting for them!

Just then.

A series of sharp braking sounds came from the plaza outside the gate.

The car door was pushed open with a "bang".

Accompanied by a flurry of footsteps and the crunch of snow underfoot, several figures strode into the lobby on the first floor.

Leading the way was Li Jianguo, the director of the municipal bureau, who was wearing a black overcoat.

The old man's head was covered in snow, and his leather shoes were stained with mud.

He was clutching a thermos in his hand, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

Upon entering, one sees dozens of special police officers holding guns, staring at a group of burly men in green uniforms doing exercises.

"Captain Gu! What are you good for?!"

Li Jianguo gathered his strength in his dantian and roared so loudly that the glass vibrated.

"Did you find anything? If not, call it a day! That's incredibly embarrassing!"

Captain Gu shuddered.

He grasped at the last straw, broke free from Xiao Li's hand, and stumbled to Li Jianguo.

He pointed his finger in Su Ye's direction, his fingertips trembling.

His lips trembled for a long time before he could squeeze out a few words.

"Bureau Chief..."

Captain Gu swallowed hard, his eyes red-rimmed, and his voice trembled with a broken sob.

"They...they didn't break the law."

He grabbed his hair, nearly going mad.

"They even paid 50 million in taxes, making them the top taxpayers in the city!"