American tax officials

Chapter 333 Join the Onsa Group, David

Sean's expression shifted between light and dark for a while before he finally asked, "If he doesn't agree, what are you going to do?"

Jep leaned back, arms crossed, and said calmly, "I've received word that the Freemasons are preparing to use their influence in Congress to repeal the Black Tax Act. If David doesn't agree, we won't get involved!"

"What?!"

Sean was quite surprised to hear this.

He knew very well that the Freemasons had never dared to touch the black tax bill because they didn't want to really break ties with the IRS.

Now that the other side has this plan, it means they are really pushed to the limit and are going to war with the IRS!

But this is not the most important.

Most importantly, while the IRS wields considerable power, it doesn't have much influence in Congress. The Freemasons, the Unsa Group, and other large corporations and families also wield significant influence in Congress.

In other words, if the Freemasons were to actually work through Congress to repeal the black tax bill, and the Unsa Group stood by and did nothing, the IRS would be in serious trouble.

Without the Black Tax Act as a powerful tool, even though David had risen to a high-ranking position in the IRS, he was essentially a toothless tiger.

"Of course, we don't want things to develop to this point, so it would be best if David could agree to our demands. Do you understand, Sean?"

"Okay, I'll talk to him tonight, but I can't guarantee whether he'll agree or not."

Seeing the three families' determination, Sean knew he was powerless to change the situation and could only prepare to pass on his message to David, who was arriving that evening.

"You just need to convey our message to him. As for whether he will agree or not, we will handle that."

"All right……"

……

It was late afternoon, close to seven o'clock.

A large number of special agents were already on guard around the Hyatt Hotel, and the invited guests arrived at the scene one after another by car.

As the main character of the day, David naturally arrived at the scene early and was currently greeting some of the guests.

Among these people were military personnel, government officials, and members of the local Washington, D.C. elite.

David was meeting many of these people for the first time, and he didn't know whether they were invited by high-ranking officials of the IRS or by the Onsa Group.

"Director David... oh no, I should call you Inspector General David now, it's a very warm welcome to you to Washington, D.C."

"Inspector General David, I've only ever seen your prowess on television before, but today I finally get to witness it in person!"

"Chief Inspector David, I look forward to your guidance in the future..."

As time went on, more and more people arrived at the scene and came to David's side to congratulate him as soon as possible.

David greeted them with a smile and responded to them one by one, occasionally raising his glass in return, creating a pleasant atmosphere at the dinner party.

"Boss, Chief Obadiah and the others are here!"

Upon hearing Simmons's reminder, David turned around and saw a group of IRS officials, including Obadiah, Vertonghen, Donald, and Rahan, walking in through the front door.

He immediately apologized to the government officials he was talking to, then stepped forward to greet them, saying, "Director Obadiah, Advisor Vertonghen, Deputy Director Donald... welcome!"

This dinner was clearly arranged by the Onsa people in communication with the IRS high-ranking officials, but now he had to welcome this group of people, which made him feel a little strange.

But there's nothing we can do about it; after all, he is nominally the protagonist of today's story.

"Inspector General David, welcome to our headquarters! I believe that under your leadership, the situation regarding tax cases nationwide will see a leap forward!"

Obadiah said this with a smile.

Seeing that the head of the General Administration had said so, Vertonghen, Rahan and the others also offered some words of congratulations and welcome.

In the end, only the man with a mustache, around 50 years old, standing next to Lahan, remained silent, his expression even somewhat unnatural.

"Cough cough..."

It wasn't until he heard Donald cough that the man realized what was happening. He forced a smile and said to David, "Congratulations, David. I hope you do a better job after you take over!"

His name is Nehemiah Noah, and he was the former National Inspector General of the IRS.

At 51 years old, he should be at the prime of his career, but unfortunately, he was unlucky and encountered the suddenly emerging David.

Ultimately, under pressure from the Ansar and after unanimous discussions among many high-ranking officials at the General Administration, David was reluctantly relinquished the position of Inspector General of Taxation, which was currently the most suitable for him.

Of course, besides these two pressures, another reason was David's outstanding ability and the immense prestige he had accumulated during this period; otherwise, he wouldn't have abdicated so easily.

"Inspector General Nehmeya, I am new to this position and I would like to ask you many questions. I hope you will not find it inconvenient."

Anyone would feel uncomfortable relinquishing such a high and powerful position, so David didn't see anything wrong with the other party's unusual behavior.

"Although I have stepped down, I hope to see the tax inspection work done even better, so feel free to ask me any questions you may have, don't be shy."

"Thank you very much then..."

Seeing the two chatting so happily, Obadiah, Donald, and the others secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

They were genuinely worried that Nehemiah might be upset about losing his position and retaliate against David, which would put them in an awkward position as well. Fortunately, the old inspector general was sensible.

"Director Obadiah, Advisor Vertonghen, you've arrived too!"

As they were talking, a voice came from behind them. When they turned around, they saw that the person was none other than White House Chief of Staff Wilder.

"Chief of Staff Wilder, you've arrived too."

Obadiah and Vertonghen also greeted each other in unison.

"yes."

Wilder agreed, then turned his gaze to David, smiling as he said, "Isn't it because the President is on a state visit abroad that he sent me as his representative? David, on behalf of the President, I welcome you to Washington, D.C.!"

"Please thank the President for me, and of course, Chief of Staff Wilder for coming tonight."

"You've made such a significant contribution to our country's tax revenue; it's only right, it's only right..."

As the White House Chief of Staff, he is essentially the incarnation of the president, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that he is second only to the president.

However, in the ensuing conversation, Wilder was unusually polite to David, which made Obadiah, Vertonghen, and others, who had never received such treatment, somewhat frustrated.

But soon after, Wilder revealed the truth, and everyone suddenly realized the truth.

It turns out that although the aid bill was in line with the White House's policy and passed smoothly, the president lost a lot of support because most people were anti-war.

Therefore, the White House wanted to introduce a beneficial bill or policy to regain public support.

This beneficial legislation naturally aims to bring tangible benefits to citizens.

But this requires money, and it's by no means a small amount!

Given the current state of affairs in the United States, the treasury certainly cannot afford to support such a large sum of money for this bill, so naturally, they can only rely on David, the money-making expert.

That's why Wilder was so polite to David.

"I've only just taken office, and in the short term, my focus will definitely be on familiarizing myself with the work. I'm afraid there won't be much progress in terms of taxation and funding. I hope Chief of Staff Wilder can understand..."

David wasn't trying to shirk responsibility; firstly, he had only just taken office and it would be difficult to get started on tax work without being familiar with the department's operations.

Another issue is that the additional funding agreed upon with the Ansar Group is still several hundred billion short. He definitely needs to secure this funding first to avoid the Ansar people accusing him of breaking the contract.

"Of course, we only have this idea at the moment. There are still many details that need to be perfected. Let's take our time and not rush!"

Although the White House has recently lost a lot of support, there are still two years until the election year. As long as the support rate is raised before the election year, it will be fine. So Wilder is not in a hurry.

Seeing that David slightly indicated his agreement, Wilder was also quite sensible and immediately left, saying he needed to go aside and chat with some old friends.

Over time, more and more people arrived at the scene.

When he attended the Ansar Group's celebration banquet last time, the key members of the Ansar Group also came to the scene to congratulate David. Their words even implied that they considered him one of their own, which made him feel uneasy.

About half an hour later.

At this moment, Simmons came to his side and reminded him, "Boss, the people from the four major families have arrived, but they came down from upstairs, so they should have been here for a while."

Upon hearing this, David's eyes narrowed into slits.

The people from the four major families arrived here long ago, so why did they wait until so long after the banquet started before showing up?

They simply think they have a superior status, that's why they put on airs.

This wasn't David judging others by his own petty standards; it was because he had previously clashed with these powerful families and had seen the inherent arrogance within them.

Of course, based on his understanding of Sean, the Kennedy family is definitely not like that. As for why they have only appeared now along with the other major families, there must be another reason.

As soon as the four families appeared, people at the scene immediately came forward to greet them. Even White House Chief of Staff Wilder did not dare to be presumptuous and took the initiative to go up and have a chat with them.

After some hesitation, David adjusted his posture and greeted them with a smile.

When the four major families saw him approaching, they pretended to have discovered something, said goodbye to the person they were talking to, and also came to greet him.

"Welcome to Washington, D.C., Inspector General David!"

"Chief Inspector David, now that you've taken up your post in Washington, we'll likely be dealing with each other frequently. I hope you'll take good care of me."

"..."

"Gentlemen, thank you for coming tonight."

Reiji, Jep, and Cyril spoke in turn, while Sean remained silent, and David gave a polite reply.

"We're all old acquaintances, so there's no need for such formalities. Chief Inspector David, you have a lot of people to entertain today. Since we're already here, we won't bother you any longer."

Rezhe chuckled and then left with Cyril Jep, leaving Sean still standing there.

"Let's talk over at the bar."

"it is good."

David followed Sean to the bar.

Tonight's dinner party is a rare social opportunity for all the attendees, so they won't be foolish enough to come and drink. Therefore, apart from the two people who have arrived and the bartender, there is really no one else at the bar.

"Give me a whiskey, less ice."

"Me too."

The two men each gave the bartender a few instructions and then sat down on the high stools.

Sean seemed to have something he couldn't say, and didn't speak immediately. David guessed that he had something to say, but didn't rush to ask.

Seven or eight minutes later, two glasses of mixed drinks were served.

Sean picked it up, shook it, and took a big gulp. With the help of the alcohol, he slowly spoke, "When you came to me asking to deal with News Corporation and asked me to provide financial support, to be honest, I didn't think you could handle it in a short time, and the three major families thought so too."

"Because this is, after all, a propaganda agency that they value highly. Even if you can find something to hold against them, they will definitely try their best to save them. But what we didn't expect was that you once again greatly surprised everyone. Under your planning, the founder Murdoch was disgraced and forced to step down, and News Corporation almost fell apart. In the end, we got the benefit."

"However, after this battle, you've now been promoted to the IRS's decision-making circle, and the three major families are getting a little uneasy. They're increasingly afraid of losing control of you and nurturing a tiger that will eventually become a threat. That's why this banquet is being held tonight!"

David had already guessed this, so he wasn't too surprised. He then asked, "So, besides wanting to announce to everyone that I'm someone they've supported, what other motives do they have for holding this dinner tonight?"

Sean didn't speak, but took out three photos from his pocket and placed them on the table. He then took a swig of wine before saying, "The three major families want you to choose one of them and get married in front of all of them. Then you will be a part of this group, and the group will do its best to help you control the IRS, this behemoth."

(End of this chapter)