"Don't tell me that you don't have these things. I'm just asking you to seize the time to relocate. I'm not asking you to close down your business. If what you said will really cause turmoil in the company, I believe 'someone' will deal with it!"< br>
When he mentioned the word 'someone', David deliberately emphasized his tone.
Everyone present was a veteran in the business world, so they naturally understood what these two words meant.
David is telling them that if they can't solve the so-called company turmoil problem, the capitals that have recently acquired their company's shares will be responsible for helping them solve it!
But they were originally very wary of the capital that recently acquired their company, so how could they accept the current approach of luring wolves into the house?
"Inspector General David, this is our company, so I don't have to worry about some outsiders!"
"Then just do what I say honestly!"
David He reprimanded and continued to say coldly: "Since this is what I have said, I will make it clear that I will give you three days at most. No matter what method you use, I will register you overseas to avoid tax. All the companies in Paradise have moved back, otherwise, don’t blame me for taking coercive measures!”
After saying that, the atmosphere at the scene fell into a deathly tranquility.
At this moment, everyone was extremely angry at David's words, but fortunately, their reason restrained them, preventing them from daring to speak out any harsh words.
"Okay, you can go, remember what I said, it's only three days!"
Gates stared at David for three seconds, and his Adam's apple squirmed for a while, but it still didn't work. What can I say? In the end, I stood up and walked out.
As soon as they saw him leaving, everyone followed him and left.
“Look, Gates and the others are coming out!”
“What on earth did they talk about at the IRS, and why do they all look so dark?”
"Although I don't know what they talked about, I think it must not be a good thing for them!"
I saw Gates and others walking out.
While curious, the reporters stationed here also picked up microphones and stepped forward to ask questions.
But right now, these people were so angry with David that they were half-dead, and they had to think about how to deal with the relocation next. They had no intention of accepting interviews, so they left one by one under the escort of their own bodyguards. .
……
Capitol Hill Hotel.
At this time, Gates, Jeff and others have gathered in a suite here and are discussing the next response.
"Haha, which one of our companies here is not in the hundreds of billions and trillions level; it is so large that he said it would only take three days to move back."
"Huh, look. His domineering look just now made people think he was the current president of the United States!”
“I won’t move, let’s see what he can do to me!”
"..."
The issue of the Remote Tax Avoidance Act will deprive them of the means to avoid overseas taxes in the future, which can be said to be a heavy loss.
But now, they just want to delay paying the tax for a few more days. David is not willing to do this. It is strange that they are not angry.
"Gates, what do you think?"
Jeff did not complain like others, but looked at the all-powerful former richest man.
Gates dragged his chin and said in a deep voice: "Looking at this bastard's tone, it's not a joke. If we can't transfer the account back according to the time he agreed, with his character, it's hard to guarantee that he will do something... ”
After saying these words, the place became even quieter, and even those who had complained before were silent for a while.
Calm down and think about it, David is now someone who even the Freemasons, Angsa Group, and Illuminati behind them dare to rub on the ground.
If they dare not do what this bastard says, let alone expect the group behind them to be able to protect them.
“But...”
Jeff was about to say something, but suddenly the cell phone in his pocket rang, and besides him, the ringtones in the hands of many people present also rang at almost the same time.
Everyone looked at each other, then stopped talking in a tacit understanding and answered the phone.
“What! People from the Ministry of Commerce are here at our headquarters?”
“People from the Ministry of Land and Resources are here, what do they want to do!”
“Damn it, immigration What does the management office want to do! ”
"..."
In the suite room, voices of surprise and abuse came one after another.
A few minutes later, everyone gradually put down their phones, but their faces looked extremely ugly.
Gates looked at Jeff and asked: "What's going on over there?"
"People from the Immigration Administration, the Ministry of Commerce, and the Ministry of Land and Resources all came to our headquarters. He said that he would negotiate with us about relocation, and that all the group’s businesses would not be able to operate until the registered place was moved back.”
"Same here..."
"Me too."
"Same."
Everyone gave the same answer.
Gates shook his head, stood up, buttoned up his suit, and walked towards the door.
"Where are you going?"
Jeff was a little confused and quickly stopped him.
“Go back to the headquarters to deal with the relocation matter.”
“Do you really want to move the registration place back within three days as he requested?”
“Do you think, Do we have a choice now?”
"This..."
Gates's words left everyone present speechless.
Yes, people from several major departments have gone directly to their headquarters, and they have been forced to stop operating until their accounts have been transferred back. So what else can they do?
We can’t really go out of business and keep going, right?
The losses will only be more severe!
Thinking of this, everyone present had nothing to discuss, and they all left after Gates left.
Three days flew by.
After careful consideration, the heads of major companies still did not dare to confront the IRS.
In the end, major giant companies registered overseas moved back to their home countries as quickly as possible.
Seeing this result, the IRS, both Obadiah and Dewell, breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that these giants are quite sensible.
Now that they have chosen to move back, let’s be patient and see what happens to their taxes next.
……
A week later, in the IRS conference room.
Obadiah Donald David and other high-level officials were present. The atmosphere was a little quiet. From time to time, someone looked outside the door, as if waiting for someone to sit down.
finally.
Ten minutes later, a person walked in holding a report. The person who came was none other than Candona, the head of economic and taxation.
"Director, everyone, after the major companies moved back, a preliminary report came out. The extra tax revenue increased by the foreign tax avoidance bill was 563.332 billion U.S. dollars."
Hearing from Cantona At these words, everyone present's eyes lit up.
The current tax amount of the bill is almost in line with their previous expectations.
"Wait a minute Candona, are you sure this data is accurate?"
Donald knew the nature of those companies, so he asked this question.
"This... data is reported by major giant companies, and we also have special auditors to check the accounts, so there should not be a big discrepancy!"
Although Candona said No problem, but there was still a hint of uncertainty in his words.
Even if the off-site tax avoidance bill is promulgated, the legal departments and tax departments of major giant companies are not vegetarians. There is still the possibility of taking advantage of loopholes. How can he guarantee it?
"Director, although our people have already investigated, I don't think these capitalists are so honest. How about...we send an investigation team from the headquarters to investigate again in places in Silicon Valley?"
Donald suggested.
Silicon Valley’s economy is too big. Naturally, the IRS has to confirm that there are no problems. They cannot let these capitalists play with it.
“Okay!”
Obadiah nodded, then looked at David: “Inspector General David, do you have anything to add?”
"It is safer to send out an investigation team to confirm again."
To be honest, David is not confident about these capitalists. The best thing to confirm is to confirm again.
"Okay, this matter is settled. By the way, how is Wall Street?"
"Everything is going on normally, but now the mid-term elections are becoming more urgent. Now, I can only control matters on Wall Street remotely. Next, I will focus on the election.”
“Yes, the reason why the three major groups did not focus on the foundation and relocation matters. The reason for the persistence is to take back control of Congress through the mid-term elections. In that case, they have the possibility of taking everything back, so we can't let them succeed. You have to worry about this next thing. If you need anything, let me know. Us.”
"Understood Director."
......
After the meeting, David returned to the office, called Keppel, and asked: "Are you ready for the mid-term elections?" Now, where should I start?”
Keppell placed a document in front of David, opened it and pointed at it and said: “This is the situation of the New York State Senate candidates. At present, The two senators with the highest support in New York are Longman, who is not only a current senator but also a member of the Freemasonry, and the other is former Nevada Governor Stevenson... …”
“Stevenson…”
Hearing this name, David not only remembered the series of events in which he led a team to kill the opponent's son, but also later single-handedly removed him from power.
After that, I heard that he had arrived in New York State to run for election as a senator. But there were too many things going on later, and David didn't have time to pay too much attention to him.
“According to CIA and NSA data, given the negative news about the former governor in Nevada, it was originally difficult for him to win too high a support rate, but his team later changed their strategy , focusing on the support of the victims of the black tax bill, those criminals, and relying on the support of criminals across the state of New York, this increased the support rate."
"So that's it... So what do I need to do?”
“According to information, several major criminal bosses in New York State have reached an agreement with him to help him win over the votes of criminals across the state, and at the same time provide him with a sum of money. Political donations, as long as we can get hold of this information, we can ruin his campaign aspirations this time!”
"Is that so...Okay, then help me arrange the itinerary. I will go to New York in two days!"
David said after thinking for a while.
In fact, he had already mastered the black information about Stevenson back in Nevada, but the black information at that time was no longer suitable to be used against the current Stevenson.
If you want to destroy Stevenson, who is now running for the Senate, you really need to use black materials related to this campaign.
……
Two days later, an underground bank somewhere in New York.
While the accountant and a large number of staff were busy counting the banknotes, a sudden loud explosion startled everyone.
“Raise your hands, put your hands where I can see!!”
Before these people could react, countless armed men with live ammunition rushed in.
Seeing such a battle, the on-site security personnel who came to their senses were ready to draw their guns and fight back. But when they saw the IRS logo on these armed men, they immediately gave up the idea and His hands were raised high.
At the same time, there were several cars parked on a road about fifty meters outside the bank, and in a Cadillac Beast in the middle, David and Munson Jerry Lalin were sitting.
“It’s safe inside.”
Listening to Munson’s report, David, who was wearing sunglasses, put down his crossed legs, got out of the car, and walked in the opposite direction of the bank.
After entering, David glanced around the scene and stopped when he glanced at a man lying on the ground, half scared to death.
Then he walked forward, helped the man up, patted the dust on his suit, and said with a peaceful face: "Are you the supervisor here?"
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"I am, please come to us...do you have anything to do?"
"The IRS came to you for one thing only, that is taxation, but we will deal with this later. Talk, I want to get some other information from you first.”
“What information?”
David did not speak, but took out a note from his pocket and handed it over. He said in his hand: "I want all the business information about these people here!"
The man picked up the note and looked at it, then shook his head like a rattle and replied: "I'm sorry, This involves the privacy of our customers and I cannot disclose it to you!”
"Fake Squid..."
Munson was about to come up and teach him a lesson, but David stopped him with his hand.
David still looked at the man peacefully and said: "You earn US$150,000 a month and the tax payable is US$42,000. In other words, after the black tax bill is introduced, your monthly income will be US$42,000." You have evaded $42,000 in taxes every month, do you know what this means?”
The man’s eyes widened, obviously surprised that David knew so clearly about his financial income. .
But soon, he retorted: "According to the terms of your Internal Revenue Service's black tax bill, if you are suspected of tax evasion regulations in the bill, you can only pay the full amount and pay more fines, so that's okay, right?" (End of Chapter)< br>