American tax officials

Chapter 125 Capitalists are the ones who evade the most taxes.

Nixon Bucky and the others immediately picked up the documents and looked at them.

After a moment, having roughly understood that this was a neighborhood case, Nissen was somewhat surprised and immediately asked, "Is this a case from the main street area?"

They were unaware of the agreement David had reached with the other side of the city.

David nodded and replied, "Yes, I reached some agreements with them. Rest assured, once the investigation is complete, we will take the lion's share of the tax revenue."

Upon hearing this, Bucky and the others relaxed.

They certainly didn't want to solve cases for the Main Street Precinct, but if they could get the lion's share after solving them, that would be more like it.

Immediately, everyone stopped wasting time and left with their documents to begin investigating the clues in the three major cases.

Time passed and it was 6 p.m.

David put the processed documents into the cabinet, stood up, put on his coat, and pushed open the door to leave, preparing to finish his work for the day.

But as soon as he stepped out of the bureau's gate, he heard someone calling him from the side.

"Tax Chief David!"

David turned his head and saw that it was Serena, and behind her stood the driver and bodyguard who often picked her up.

David immediately went up to her and asked, "Is there something you need, Serena?"

"I know a place with good steak, want to go try it together?"

David narrowed his eyes slightly, then nodded and said, "Okay!"

He realized that Serena's desire to invite him to dinner was not just a simple matter; she probably had something else she wanted to say to him!

In that case, let's hear what this young lady from the Kennedy family has to say!

The main street, Las Vegas Strip.

This is the most bustling street in all of Las Vegas.

Number 361 on the street is a restaurant called "Golden Steakhouse".

At the entrance of the store, two huge black marble pillars stand tall, with the store name inlaid in gold, which looks noble and stylish.

Between the stone pillars, a floor-to-ceiling glass door reflects the night lights, instantly conveying the warmth and tranquility of the store. On either side of the door, two tall green plants and several classic wall lamps complement each other, adding an elegant atmosphere to the entire entrance.

"So, Tax Chief David, have you dined here before?"

Two people got out of the Cadillac at the entrance; it was Serena and David, who had come from the Lake District.

David looked around the store and shook his head, indicating that he had never been there before.

First, this restaurant is located in a major street area. Second, judging from the layout and decor of the restaurant alone, it is a high-end steakhouse.

Not long ago, he was just an ordinary inspector. How could he afford to eat here on his salary?

"Go in."

Serena went in first, followed closely by David.

Upon entering the store, one is greeted by soft lighting that shines through exquisite chandeliers onto the dark wooden floor, reflecting a warm glow. Reproductions of famous paintings adorn the walls, complementing the overall décor of the store.

The high ceilings and floor-to-ceiling windows make the space feel spacious and bright, while the carefully designed partitions and greenery cleverly divide the space into relatively independent dining areas, creating a sense of openness yet privacy.

"Hello, do you two have a reservation?"

At this moment, a receptionist walked up to the two of them.

"16".

"plz follow me!"

After Serena gave a number, the receptionist immediately led the two to a table at the back of the restaurant.

This area is much quieter than the front part of the restaurant, and no one can disturb their conversation.

After they were seated, the receptionist immediately brought over an order form. Serena picked it up, glanced at it, and said, "I'd like a Kobe beef steak and a bottle of 90 red wine."

Then she handed the order form to David.

David picked it up and saw that the prices of the food here were indeed quite high; the bottle of red wine that Serena had just ordered cost as much as $8000.

And then there's steak, the cheapest of which is $300 a serving, while the Kobe steak that Serena just ordered is a whopping $1600 a serving.

"I'd also like a Kobe beef steak and a pasta dish!"

Since it was Serena who invited him out to eat, he figured he might as well eat there; David wasn't going to save her money.

Moreover, for a young lady from such a prominent family, this amount of money is probably not even a small sum!

After the receptionist left, the atmosphere became somewhat somber, with only the restaurant's elegant music occasionally drifting into the air.

David, growing impatient, leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms, and asked jokingly, "Aren't you going to say anything?"

Serena looked at David, and the two locked eyes for about three seconds. Then she smiled faintly, picked up her handbag, opened it, took out a document, and placed it on David's desk.

David glanced at it and asked, "What is this?"

"Just open it and you'll know!"

David paused, but still picked it up and opened it. When he saw the portrait and name that came into view, his pupils gradually widened.

Five or six minutes later, he closed the file and placed it on the table, looking directly at Serena again.

This document contains personal information and materials about Brown Soros.

Just as he had guessed, this guy was indeed connected to the powerful financial tycoon Joz Soros.

Brown Soros's father is Joz Soros's nephew.

And this Joz Soros is also Brown's great-uncle.

Another interesting point in the information is that this Brown Soros was transferred to the IRS system three months prior.

Prior to this, he worked at the Department of Homeland Security, rising to the position of Operations Director for Manhattan, New York.

Don't underestimate the Department of Homeland Security, even though its name isn't as well-known as the IRS, CIA, or FBI.

However, in terms of administrative rank alone, he is higher than the IRS and the other two.

The reason is simple: the Department of Homeland Security is a cabinet department of the federal government.

For example, the National Taxation Bureau is nominally under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Finance.

The FBI, on the other hand, is under the jurisdiction of the Department of Justice.

Although the CIA is not officially led by any cabinet department, it can only be referred to as the Central Intelligence Agency.

In terms of administrative rank, a bureau is naturally not as large as a ministry.

The Department of Homeland Security is a cabinet department that reports directly to the president!

That's not surprising.

David said, "How exactly does Brown Soros collect so much tax every assessment period? If he previously held the position of director of the Manhattan Operations Division of the Department of Homeland Security, that could explain it somewhat."

However, while being an IRS inspector still offers some career prospects, Brown Soros, who had already risen to the position of head of the Manhattan Operations Division in New York, was already quite promising. There was no need for him to lower himself to a lowly position as an IRS inspector.

But he did it anyway, which is very illogical. Why was that?

Could it be that……

Is it related to the Black Tax Act?

That was all David could think of!

After all, not long after Brown Soros arrived at the IRS, the Black Tax Act officially came into effect, sparking a massive uproar across the country.

"What's wrong, Tax Chief David? Are you not satisfied with this information?"

Seeing David's fixed gaze, Serena tilted her head back and asked a question in return.

David collected his thoughts, his gaze sharpening, and asked, "Given his status, obtaining this information won't be easy!"

Information about IRS personnel must be kept confidential.

Apart from the person's superiors and higher-ups, no one else, such as William from their Lake District branch, could access the information because it was against the IRS's regulations.

However, if David really wanted to check, there was a way.

For example, he could hire a hacker.

For example, he could use his connections with the CIA to get it.

However, whether it's a hacker or the CIA, if it's found that they were acting under his instructions, then they have violated the IRS's internal rules and regulations, and given others a handle to attack them.

Therefore, although David had long been curious about Brown Soros's personal information, he had never dared to look it up through other means.

Until today, Serena brought it up to him!

Serena shrugged and replied, "I have a few friends who can easily get this information. If you also want to see information on Bellamy Hardy... and others, I can get that for you too!"

David had no doubts about the power and influence of the Kennedy family.

But the other person's words reminded him of a Chinese proverb.

"Unsolicited kindness is either a sign of malice or theft!"

He admitted that he was somewhat handsome, but he wasn't confident enough to charm the Kennedy family's eldest daughter.

The fact that this young lady is being so attentive to him now means she definitely wants him to do something for her.

But he's just a tax chief now, what can he do for this young lady?

Unable to understand, David replied, "No need. Understanding them won't help me much; collecting taxes is the most important thing!"

Serena looked at David, her eyes becoming thoughtful.

Just then, the restaurant waiter brought over the steak, pasta, red wine, and other dishes.

One of the servers even poured red wine into their glasses.

Serena raised her glass, smiling, and said, "Chief Tax Officer David, congratulations on successfully completing the Dieter case!"

David raised his glass and clinked it against hers, then the two of them tacitly picked up their knives and forks and began to enjoy their delicious steaks.

As she forked a piece of steak into her mouth, Serena suddenly said, "Tax Chief David, you know that the black tax bill was drafted a long time ago, so why was it only passed last month?"

David stopped what he was doing, picked up a napkin to wipe his mouth, but didn't reply. Instead, he seemed to be listening attentively.

"It's very simple, the country is just out of money!"

Serena picked up a napkin to wipe her mouth and continued, "Actually, before 2017, the American economy was already in a bad state, but after Mr. Trump came to power, he was very good at handling the economy and successfully stabilized the decline of the American economy..."

David had no objection to Serena's words.

To be fair, he might not be good at certain things, but as a businessman, he is indeed very good at managing the economy.

According to statistics, during Trump's term, the United States added 485 million jobs and the economy developed steadily, which can be described as a remarkable achievement.

If it weren't for a sudden natural disaster, it wouldn't have been Old Bai's turn to step up.

"But as you know, after Mr. Byron came to power, he restarted the military-industrial complex strategy, which led to a comprehensive surge in military spending, causing the already declining American economy to suffer a Waterloo-like defeat."

"What can a country do when it's short of money? It can only rely on taxation. But if taxes are increased on the public or their corporations, it will not only anger the public but also various interest groups. Therefore, the black tax bill can only be passed smoothly!"

After listening to Serena's words, David also fell into deep thought.

He hadn't thought about the deeper issues surrounding the drafting of the black tax bill and its successful passage through Congress.

Only now, after Serena's explanation, did he finally grasp the general idea.

It's surprising that this tax bill was actually created by high-ranking figures in the United States who were "picking on the weak."

But then again, if he had to choose between angering the public, various interest groups, and lawbreakers, he would choose the third party.

First of all, the money that criminals make is ill-gotten gains, so what's wrong with the government collecting some taxes from you?

Even if you criminals want to resist, first you have to beat up the IRS, and second, do you have anyone to support you?

You lawbreakers, it's only right that the state punishes you. Who will stand up for you?

Therefore, whether under pressure from the IRS or the public, criminals have no choice but to pay taxes!

Serena looked at David, who was deep in thought, and said, "But Chief Tax Officer David, do you know that although the taxes collected by criminals are a large sum, they are actually nothing compared to some people's taxes!"

"Who are you referring to...?"

Instead of answering directly, Serena changed the subject, saying, "Do you know why Brown Soros can so easily collect so much tax every assessment period?"

"If he just walks into Wall Street, grabs any financier, and investigates them, he'll find that none of them are clean. A single word they spit out could probably cover the tax revenue for several of your cases!"

David did not refute this.

It does!

None of those who can make it on Wall Street are pushovers.

Those people in finance are all ruthless and greedy. Given America's high tax rates, it would be strange if they actually paid their taxes.

If he were to take a trip to Wall Street, with his expert scrutiny, he would definitely make a fortune in terms of tax returns.

such a pity……

He didn't have the luck and network of connections that Brown Soros had to rise from inspector to tax chief in that region!

(End of this chapter)