American tax officials

Chapter 103 Gray: I Want to Be a Good Person!

David looked around at everyone and asked, "Tax Commissioners, there are other cases to handle in the bureau. We can't all be here handling the Dieter case and then leave the other cases unattended, can we?"

"Chief Tax Officer David, since Dieter dared to assassinate you, he clearly doesn't respect the IRS. We must punish him severely now; we can deal with the other cases later!"

"That's right, the authority of our IRS is inviolable, and as the tax chief of the Lake District IRS, I must get involved!"

"..."

David was speechless after hearing the seven tax officials' righteous words.

On the surface, these tax chiefs, though claiming to be avenging him and upholding the authority of the IRS, are actually just envious of the amount of tax revenue they collect and want to get a share!

But there was no way around it; as the saying goes, it's hard to defy public opinion.

David couldn't very well offend the seven tax chiefs at once, so he replied, "In that case, I personally agree to you joining the Dieter case, but this matter needs the director's approval first. If he agrees, then I'll let you join!"

Upon hearing this, the seven tax officials frowned.

But before they could say anything, they found that David had turned and left.

One of the tax officials immediately spoke up, "Are we just going to let him go like that?"

"What else can we do? He's already said that if the director agrees, we can join."

"Shall we...go find the chief?"

"To the director's office!"

The temptation of nearly 300 million US dollars yesterday was too great, and they were naturally unwilling to let it all be swallowed up by David, Hutton, and Hector's three teams.

They have to get a piece of the pie no matter what!

Half an hour later, David, who was handling his tasks for the day, heard a knock on the door and said, "Come in!"

The next second, William pushed open the door and entered, his expression somewhat grim. He said, "David, Peggy and the others just found you, saying they want to join the Dieter case, right?"

David nodded and replied, "Yes."

"Well, what I mean is... if it's convenient, let's have them join in, what do you think?"

Clearly, William was also unable to withstand the onslaught of the seven tax collectors.

But he also knew that by bringing in these seven inspection teams, he was taking away almost all of David's tax revenue.

David is now the most important tax chief in the Lake District, and he dared not offend David rashly, so his words were not a request, but more of a consultation.

Of course, if David disagrees, he won't force him too much. After all, those seven tax collectors may seem numerous, but even if they were tied together, they wouldn't be as important as one of David's legs right now.

He will still make his choice, no matter what is more important!

"Since you've said so, Chief, then let them join us!"

He certainly wouldn't share the funds frozen in Dieter's account, nor the nearly $300 million in taxes collected yesterday, with the rest of the tax collectors.

The next step is to arrest the core, middle and lower-level personnel of the Dieter Group. These seven inspection teams are indeed useful for these people.

As the saying goes, many hands make light work!

Then he can just allocate some tax revenue to the seven inspection teams based on their contributions to the arrests!

"That's good. Now, how do you plan to arrange their next tasks?"

Hearing David agree, and hearing no sign of dissatisfaction in his tone, William felt relieved.

That way, he can give an explanation to those seven tax chiefs!

"Oh, right..."

William seemed to remember something and said with a smile, "Your actions towards Gray yesterday really scared the people at the city hall."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

David felt a surge of curiosity.

"Yesterday, I was about to go home when I suddenly received a call from Deputy Mayor Meredith. He asked to meet me at the coffee shop across from our office. He came to our door but didn't dare to come in. What does that mean?"

"That means they're terrified of you now, they're even afraid to come into our station, for fear of running into you and ending up like Gray, haha..."

At the end, William couldn't help but burst into laughter.

In the past, everyone was afraid of the IRS, which was true, but not to the point that they were afraid to even step into the IRS building.

But now that David has pulled this stunt, the people at the city hall are really scared.

Hearing this, David finally understood and showed a wry smile.

William continued, "Oh, by the way, I spoke with Meredes a lot yesterday. He promised that the city hall will actively cooperate with our work in the future, and he also expressed his apologies on behalf of Gray. That's all for now!"

Since being arrested and detained yesterday, Gray has been held in the cell for a whole night. He's learned his lesson!

"Understood, Director. I'll have someone release him right away. Once he's paid his taxes and the paperwork is done, he can go home!"

"Okay, then that's settled!"

After William left, David picked up the phone and said, "Bring Deputy Mayor Gray to my office, and also prepare a filing form."

About 10 minutes later, the office doors were knocked on.

After receiving the words "Please come in".

Bucky led Gray in.

At this moment, Gray looked haggard with bloodshot eyes, appearing utterly dejected, a far cry from the dignified image of the deputy mayor he had displayed when he first arrived yesterday.

"How's it going, Deputy Mayor Gray? How's it feeling in the detention cells at our station?"

"Chief Tax Officer David, after a night of reflection, I have come to a clear understanding of my mistakes. I promise to fully cooperate with the IRS from now on. Furthermore, we will deal seriously with lawbreakers like Dieter. Please give me another chance; I want to be a good person!"

For a deputy mayor like Gray, these words were spoken in an extremely humble manner.

But there was nothing he could do; David had leverage over him.

If David wanted to, he wouldn't even need the IRS to intervene; a slight leak to the media would instantly turn him, the deputy mayor, into a target of public scorn.

So let's not even talk about being humble in words.

Even if David asked him to kneel down and kowtow now, he would not hesitate for a second.

After all, as long as David and the IRS are willing to let him off the hook, no one will know about his illegal and disorderly conduct, and he can still be the powerful vice mayor of Las Vegas.

Compared to all that, what does it matter to grovel before David and abandon all dignity?

It's nothing at all!

(End of this chapter)