American tax officials

Chapter 332 The Feast at Hongmen

"Well... okay then."

Seeing Henrietta's resolute tone and the fact that no one present seemed to object, Langman had no choice but to reluctantly agree.

"After Longman stood up to call for the repeal of the black tax law, Mitchellson, Holders... you guys need to come out and echo him, and amplify the momentum!"

Henrietta then called out the names of seven or eight more people present.

Although those whose names were mentioned showed a hint of bitterness on their faces, they dared not disobey the group's boss and could only nod in agreement.

"Joshua, Prescott, and... you guys shouldn't be idle either. The black tax bill involves more than ten million criminals. To win their votes, many congressmen will definitely be willing to take risks. Like Pipps and the others before, you're responsible for lobbying them. As long as they're willing to join, give them money and resources, understand?"

As the leader of the Freemason group, Henrietta naturally saw that the reason Pipps had stood up to criticize the black tax bill was simply to gain the support of the votes held by those criminals.

If they can win over these lawmakers by offering attractive terms, and with their influence in Congress, they have a good chance of repealing the black tax bill.

"Alright, leave this to us!"

This was a matter of life and death for the group, so Joshua and the others naturally dared not neglect it and agreed in unison.

"Alright, meeting adjourned. Go back and get moving. Let me know if anything comes up!"

Poor David was unaware that on the eve of his appointment, the Freemasons were preparing to launch a major attack against him.

the next morning.

David, who was brushing his teeth, heard the doorbell ring. He quickly rinsed his mouth, went to the door, and opened it. Standing outside was Simmons.

"Boss, everything is ready. Is there anything else I can help you with?"

"Please help me take my luggage downstairs first, I need to put on my clothes and shoes."

OK.

Simmons went inside, picked up his packed suitcase, and went outside.

David quickly changed his clothes and shoes and came downstairs. Bucky and Nissen were smoking and chatting in front of the car. As soon as they saw him, they threw their cigarette butts on the ground and stomped them out.

"let's go."

The four got into the car and headed towards Los Angeles International Airport.

At 6:40 a.m., the group boarded a flight bound for Washington, D.C.

"I thought I'd be staying in this city for at least a few years. Life is so unpredictable..."

Looking down at the city that held so many memories of them, Nissen couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion.

"Yes, life is just so amazing..."

Simmons and Bucky, standing nearby, also showed expressions of amazement.

Just last year, they were just lowly inspectors at the Lake District Branch. Who would have thought that in less than a year, they would have already entered the power center of the State Taxation Administration system?

To be honest, all of this felt too dreamlike to be true, even unreal.

But no matter how much they pinched and slapped themselves, they couldn't wake up from their dream, which is enough to prove that all of this really happened.

At approximately 12:00, the cabin announcement announced that the plane had entered Washington, D.C. territory.

David and his team had visited Washington, D.C. several times before due to work requirements, so they were quite familiar with the city.

After getting off the plane, the four of them easily found their way to a residential area on Constitution Avenue.

This was a neighborhood that the four of them had identified through online research before they arrived.

It's about 3 kilometers from the IRS headquarters. Most of the residents here are government employees. The environment is quite nice, so it was chosen as their place of residence in Washington, D.C.

"I've contacted the landlord; he should be here soon."

As soon as Simmons finished speaking, David heard his phone ring. When he saw that it was Donald calling, he immediately answered it.

"Have we arrived in Washington, D.C., David?"

"We've arrived. We're getting ready for the house."

"Do you need me to send someone to help?"

"No need, we've already found a place to stay and will be settled in soon."

"Alright, here's the thing. Tomorrow you're officially taking office as the National Tax Inspector General, right? We'd like to host a banquet for you at the Hyatt Hotel tonight to celebrate your inauguration."

"banquet?"

David was taken aback upon hearing this, then asked, "So hastily... Forgive my bluntness, Deputy Director Donald, but I'm afraid this isn't what headquarters intended, is it?"

The date the General Administration notified him of his appointment had already been set. If they really wanted to hold a banquet, they should have arranged it and notified him long ago.

But it's unusual that they only notified him today after he arrived in Washington.

There was a silence of seven or eight seconds on the other end of the phone before Donald's voice came through: "I was planning to tell you this when we met tonight, but since you've already guessed, I'll be frank with you. This really wasn't our headquarters' intention; it was the idea of ​​those Anssa people. If you don't want to attend, I can try to mediate and see if you can cancel."

David wasn't surprised to hear that it was the Ansar who planned it, but his expression was rather somber.

The Anssa people must have played a significant role in enabling him to enter the General Administration so quickly.

However, the reason why this group of people would contribute their efforts was mainly due to the result of an exchange of interests between the two parties.

Do you think these people really want him to get a high-ranking position in the General Administration?

That's not necessarily true!

After all, the example of the Jews is right there; he has made the Jews pay a heavy price during this period of time.

The Anssa Group must also be afraid of raising a tiger that will turn out to be a threat, and that one day it will end up like the Jews.

As for today's so-called inauguration banquet...

If he attends the banquet, which was organized by the Onsa Group, their intention is probably to announce to everyone that David is a member of the Onsa Group, or rather, a lackey, thus putting a tight rein on him.

In the blink of an eye, David had a pretty good idea of ​​the Ansar Group's intentions.

However, this move was indeed somewhat insidious, and it put him in a dilemma at this moment.

On the one hand, he didn't want the Onsa Group to put this constraint on him.

On the one hand, although both sides have their own ulterior motives, they are still in a cooperative relationship. If they don't attend this banquet, it would be tantamount to disrespecting the other party.

On the other hand, although he had dealt a blow to the Freemasons during this period, he had not crippled the group. They were not necessarily going to let it go.

He has only just arrived in Washington, D.C., and his position is not yet secure. If he offends these two groups at once, he will likely face significant difficulties in the future.

"No need, I can't refuse your kind offer, so I'll go."

After some thought, David decided not to offend the other party and to play along for the time being.

"That would be best."

Donald breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

He was well aware of the true purpose behind the Ansar's banquet, but the relationship between their IRS and the Freemasons was already strained, and he didn't want to cause any trouble with the Ansar. Naturally, he hoped that David could maintain the current situation, even if it was just on the surface.

Otherwise, offending two groups at once would be too much for the IRS, no matter how powerful they are.

As he pondered, he seemed to remember something, and with a serious expression, he reminded him, "Oh, right, David, although you've been promoted, it might not be such a good thing for you. Washington, D.C., as the capital of our country, is a very special place. Various forces are entrenched here, and the situation is quite complex. And since you've taken such a central position, the pressure you'll face in the future won't be small. You need to be mentally prepared."

"I understand, Deputy Director Donald. Thank you for the reminder."

Back in the residential area, David's face showed some thoughts after ending the call.

Donald is right. Although he has now risen to the decision-making circle of the IRS and is enjoying great prestige, he will actually face considerable pressure ahead.

When he was still serving in local government, if the White House wanted to push through the aid bill, it had to communicate with the top management of the General Administration, who would then convey the task objectives to him.

Now that he has entered the decision-making circle, if the White House wants to push forward tax-related policies in the future, it will definitely come directly to him, after all, he is now a high-ranking official in the IRS.

The same principle applies to other forces.

In other words, he used to have the head of the General Administration of Customs to withstand pressure from all sides, but now that he has become the head, he naturally needs to bear that pressure himself.

Oh well, there's nothing we can do about it.

The saying goes, "Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown."

If he wants to climb to the top of the American pyramid, he has to endure all of this!

Meanwhile, in a private room at the Hyatt Hotel.

"My elder brother's meaning is simple: David is indeed a talented individual, and our cooperation over this period has been quite pleasant. Therefore, we are extending a very sincere invitation to him to officially join our ranks!"

"My father feels the same way. If he joins our camp, he will be our most promising rising star, and we will use all our resources to support him!"

"My husband feels the same way, Sean. You and David are the closest among us, and I hope you can convey our feelings to him at tonight's dinner!"

Inside the private room, Jep of the Bush family, Cyril of the Rothford family, and Rezer of the Adams family sat side by side, while Sean was in the open. However, after hearing these words, a look of uncertainty appeared on his face.

After a long pause, Sean squinted and asked, "Invite him to join our side? What method do you intend to use?"

"Sean, we're all from a large family. We all know that contracts and agreements are just pieces of paper that can be torn up and have no binding force on either side!"

It was Reiji who spoke. He took three photos from his inside pocket and placed them on the table, saying, "This is one of my nieces, 22 years old, beautiful and elegant. This is Cyril's niece, and this is Jep's niece. He can choose either one to marry with all of us as witnesses and blessings. From then on, he will be one of us!"

The Onsa Group was greatly shocked to see News Corp. so easily brought down by David.

It's important to understand that News Corporation is the propaganda apparatus that the Jews value most. However, the Jews tried their best to protect that group but still failed. This naturally made the Anssa Group's sense of security increasingly unstable.

Moreover, in their eyes, David was never an easy person to control.

Moreover, now that he has been promoted to a position in the IRS decision-making circle, if one day he were to turn against them, they don't think they could handle it any better than those Jews.

Therefore, after the News Corporation incident came to a close, the three families held an emergency meeting and finally came up with a plan for a marriage alliance.

Because most Americans are Catholic or Christian, they take vows in a church when they get married.

Moreover, once a marriage is arranged, the two sides become relatives. It is not something that ordinary people can do, and even if they could, it would be considered shameful by many.

Therefore, among them, and indeed among the great families of America, there is no more credible way to cooperate than through marriage.

"This... I'm afraid he won't agree to that."

A bitter look appeared on Sean's face.

If David were willing to form a marriage alliance, he would have already placed his own daughter there. Why would the three major families have the right to make such a move?

"Nothing is unacceptable! Sean, you're one of us, you should know very well that we can't let such uncontrollable factors exist!"

It was Jep who said this, and his tone revealed a hint of toughness.

Sean's expression grew even more somber. He knew, of course, that the News Corporation affair had triggered the nerves of the three major families, but after a moment's thought, he still retorted, "You've all seen the current situation. David is going all out to strike at the Freemasons for us, and he's even brought down their most important organization, News Corporation. This has greatly weakened their power. We shouldn't let things escalate at this critical juncture!"

"It is precisely because he still needs us now that we should do this, otherwise, once the Freemasons are truly brought down by him, won't we be left all alone?"

"Jep is right, we certainly want the Freemasons to fall, but we don't want our own interests to be harmed even more."

"David can't be an 'autonomous'; he has to choose which side to stand on so that we all 'know what's going on!'"

There are reasons why the three major families are so assertive.

After all, the existence of the Freemasons does pose a significant threat to them, but at least those people haven't directly encroached on their core interests.

But David is different.

This kid is about to seize power. If he's in a bad mood one day and launches a tax audit on the companies they control, and most importantly, he'll be in a position of moral high ground, they won't be able to withstand that.

Otherwise, the Freemasons wouldn't have been so relentlessly pressured by David, to the point that they've lost News Corporation and don't seem to have any good way to retaliate.

(End of this chapter)