American tax officials

Chapter 84 You Have No Choice!

"We don't know either..."

This problem has been troubling Jerome and Broad since they were detained yesterday.

Even now, they still can't understand how David knew so many of their secrets.

Elvis frowned, about to reprimand him again.

But then, an IRS employee walked in and said, "Mr. Elvis, our Tax Chief David is here!"

Elvis glared at the two of them, then walked out.

Fourth floor, Tax Chief's office.

Hearing the knock, David said to the person outside, "Come in."

Elvis walked in, extending his hand and introducing himself with a friendly expression: "Chief Tax Officer David, I'm the CIA's Bear Country station manager!"

[Name: Elvis Rijeka]

[Occupation: CIA China Site Supervisor.]

Monthly income: $15000 USD; Illegal income: $73000 USD.

[Income details: On December 3, a subordinate confiscated a batch of embezzled funds, but 20,000 yuan was withheld when the funds were turned in to the treasury. On December 7, a subordinate turned in another batch of embezzled funds, but 20,000 yuan was withheld when the funds were turned in to the treasury...]

[More details: ...]

Tax payable: US$18250.

"The CIA guys are all cut from the same cloth..."

After secretly scrutinizing Elvis's dirty dealings, David felt a slight disdain, but outwardly pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Hello, Manager Elvis, I'm David!"

"Chief Tax Officer David, I have a clear understanding of what happened. It was indeed my subordinates' fault. I apologize to your IRS on their behalf..."

Compared to Jerome's arrogant attitude yesterday, Elvis's attitude now seems quite sincere.

Of course, this is also because David has their Achilles' heel.

Otherwise, someone as cunning and experienced as the other party in such a high position would never lower themselves to such a low position.

However, William had already instructed him yesterday to make the CIA clearly understand who the number one law enforcement agency in the United States is!

So David certainly wouldn't let the matter rest just because of an apology from the other party.

"Director Elvis, I believe you are aware of the tax evasion law, yet your subordinates brazenly came to me yesterday and threatened to give us taxpayers' information. If they are not severely punished, how will our tax bureau explain itself to the taxpayers? Where will we put our face?"

Elvis was speechless upon hearing this.

If you hadn't told me and I hadn't told you, how the hell would this have gotten out?

We'd rather no one know about something this embarrassing!

Although he thought this to himself, he was now at the mercy of others and couldn't make a scene. He could only ask in a calm tone, "Tax Secretary David, this is just a misunderstanding. There's no need for severe punishment. We are all law enforcement agencies in the United States. Let's make a big deal out of it and let it go."

David pretended to ponder for a moment, then replied, "There are ways to make a big problem small and a small problem disappear!"

Elvis's expression shifted, and he asked, "Tax Chief David, please speak plainly!"

"First, I need your CIA to use its channels and resources to conduct a detailed investigation of all criminals and lawbreakers in Las Vegas, and then give me that information!"

"Second, have your men hand over the taxes on your illegal gains according to the rates stipulated in the Black Tax Act!"

Although their Lake District has its own intelligence department, now that such a powerful intelligence agency as the CIA has fallen into their hands, they might as well make use of this resource!

Upon hearing this, Elvis frowned.

The first one is fine; it's just about using the CIA's resources, so it's harmless.

However, the second point is a bit hard to accept.

Paying taxes to the IRS means that the documents have been filed.

David can use this information to punish them whenever he wants.

This was like a fishbone stuck in his throat for him.

Gathering his thoughts, Elvis replied, "Tax Chief David, the first point is fine, but as for the second point... I think we should forget about it and give them a chance!"

David crossed his arms and replied, "Manager Elvis, these are my conditions. Whether you agree or not is up to you!"

Elvis's brow furrowed further, and after a full minute of contemplation, he spoke up: "Could I speak with your chief?"

David picked up the phone on the desk, dialed William's number, and said, "Director, CIA Chief Elvis is in my office. He says he wants to speak with you."

"Give him the phone!"

David handed the phone over, and Elvis answered it, saying, "Hello, Chief William..."

"Hello, Supervisor Elvis, I'm not in the station right now. For that case you're handling, talk to Tax Chief David; he'll make the decisions!"

The voice on the other end of the phone made Elvis fall silent for a long time. In the end, he could only reply with "Okay" and hand the phone back.

"How's it going, Manager Elvis? You know the tax bill has only been in effect for a little over a month, and the Washington headquarters has set up a performance review period to push us forward, so we're really pressed for time!"

Elvis knew the other person was forcing him to make a decision. After a 30-second silence, he gritted his teeth and replied, "Fine, I'll do as you say!"

David grinned triumphantly, dialed another number, and said, "Bring Agents Broad and Jerome to my office, and prepare two files for filing!"

10 minute later.

The office door was pushed open, and Nison walked in with Jerome Broad.

When Jerome Broad saw his boss's dark expression, he sensed something was wrong.

"Pay your damn taxes, and fill out all your damn personal information!"

Upon hearing this, Jerome and Broad's expressions changed drastically.

Brod hurriedly pressed, "Manager, this...we can't do that!"

"Yes, supervisor..."

Jerome realized what was happening and echoed his sentiment.

Once the taxes are paid and the documents are filed, the financial loss is a minor issue; the real problem is that they'll be like cattle with nose rings, forever being led by the nose by the IRS.

And that's not even the worst part.

The worst part is that they are the only two people in the entire CIA system who are tied to the IRS. Aren't they going to be laughed at by their colleagues?

"Just fill it out when I tell you to, you bastard!"

Seeing Elvis's fury, the two dared not argue. After a 30-second silence, Brod gave Jerome a murderous look before finally picking up his pen.

At this moment, Jerome was utterly despondent, but he too picked up a pen.

Under Nissen's guidance, the two quickly completed the form filling. Nissen looked at David and said, "No problem!"

David nodded and said to Elvis, "Manager Elvis, you and your subordinates can leave, but the taxes and documents need to be sent to us as soon as possible!"

Although Elvis was also involved in tax evasion.

However, firstly, he hadn't provoked David, and secondly, David held a certain position within the CIA. So, after much consideration, David decided to let it go and leave him alone.

After all, the amount of tax he needs to pay is less than $2, so it's not worth offending him over such a small amount!

Elvis didn't answer, but stood up and left with brisk steps, as if he didn't want to stay there for even a moment longer.

Jerome and Broad followed after a moment's hesitation.

"Haha, David, you're really something! You've got the CIA guys completely under your thumb!"

Seeing the three leave, Nissen couldn't help but laugh.

But then, as if remembering something, he said with a hint of regret, "What a pity, this matter has been downplayed. If it could have been made public, our IRS would have been so impressive!"

"I'd like to, but while it might seem impressive to make this public, it also has many drawbacks!"

David was well aware of the sensational impact that would be if word got out that a senior CIA agent had been arrested by the IRS on suspicion of tax evasion.

However, we are currently in a period of strict crackdown on the black tax law.

Falling out with the CIA during this period would be very detrimental to tax work.

Furthermore, neither he nor William wanted to receive "special attention" from the CIA because of this.

So the best outcome is that we've taught them a lesson while leaving them with no choice but to swallow their anger.

This is the fourth update today, totaling 4 words. I'll keep working hard tomorrow!!!

(End of this chapter)