Blackstone Code

Early the next morning, Michael went out early without even eating breakfast.

He has more or less connections with Sabine City, at least that's what he thinks.

He went directly to the Federal Tax Office in Sabine City, which was not a "restricted area" and no one was allowed to enter.

On the contrary, both individuals and companies are allowed to go directly to the counter to fill out tax returns or inquire about tax returns.

After all, not everyone can clearly understand that "gifts between friends" also have to pay taxes!

Michael came early and found a seat to sit down. He was not here to file taxes, let alone for consultation.

There have been some detailed changes to federal tax laws over the past twelve years, but basically the changes have not been significant.

This is nothing to an old investigator. He is here to wait for his former subordinates.

Michael admits that he may be a bit brutal when it comes to handling matters, but he is still very good to his teammates.

At around 9:40 in the morning, investigators began to enter the office building one after another.

Some glanced at Michael and looked away.

Twelve years has been too long, many newbies have come here, and many people have long forgotten about him.

Just after ten o'clock, Michael suddenly stood up and saw two investigators who had been following him.

They were now wearing decent formal attire, carrying a calfskin briefcase in one hand, and coffee worth five yuan from a chain brand outside the door in the other hand, and walked in while chatting.

"Hi!", he called their names, and the two people stopped.

Their eyes met, and it took them a moment to recognize Michael!

"Oh my god, it's you!" The two of them rushed up to each other and hugged each other.

"When did you come back?"

There was also a smile on Michael's face, "Yesterday."

"This is not the place to talk. Come to my office..."

The three of them walked into the office of one of them under the gaze of others.

A very grand office, just like the clothes they wear, they are decent, luxurious and not low-key at all.

The office furniture made of expensive wood shows that the Federal Taxation Bureau is a very profitable department. Michael sat on the sofa. The owner of the office asked the secretary to bring a cup of good coffee, and the three of them sat together.

"You..." This is the captain's office. Michael looked at the two of them with some unspeakable emotions in his heart.

Not strong, indifferent, but present.

Both of them smiled and nodded, "After you left, a new boss came. You know, at that time we both left because of you and Johnson, so..."

Michael nodded awkwardly. At that time, he was not only brutal to the outside world, but also had a tough style within the tax bureau.

Toughness is a relatively implicit description. To put it more bluntly, one often offends people.

And Johnson valued him very much. After all, for those in charge, his rough and savage style was not a problem, but was Michael's advantage——

From the perspective of controlling the office politics of subordinates, a subordinate who keeps committing crimes is more likely to be caught.

And this is indeed the case. Michael went too far, so Johnson suspended him temporarily, and he immediately became much more honest.

He was actually a ferocious wolfdog held in Johnson's hands, but he never knew it.

Johnson relied on him to make a lot of mistakes. If he didn't have a big backer behind him, and if he wasn't too old, he might not be able to climb up.

But no matter what, he left, Johnson was also transferred, and Michael's men lost their two biggest backers.

This is a devastating blow to them.

It happened that the new director took office at this time, and it was more in his interest to promote Michael's subordinates than to use those "inherited and orderly" investigators.

These people have no one to rely on and can only rely on him.

Now three of Michael's people have become captain-level investigators and have their own independent offices.

Another person has become an assistant director, and it is said that the current director values ​​them very much.

Listening to the two men talking about the changes in the tax bureau over the years, Michael was very emotional.

He is much more mature than before he entered. In fact, his maturity has nothing to do with his age.

He would be in his thirties then, wouldn't he be immature?

"...So, what are your plans now?"

Michael rubbed his face, he was embarrassed, but... sometimes no matter how strong and stubborn you were in the past.

After recognizing the power and cruelty of reality, now you must bow to reality.

"I haven't found a suitable job yet, but I already have a plan. Is there any informant fee here now?"

The other two people looked at each other, one of them was silent, and the other said, "Yes, but not much."

"And this money is basically public now, and you have to go through a process before it can be approved."

In the past, Michael had many informants. It cost money to buy information from informants or to keep these people to inquire about information.

At that time, Johnson was very indulgent. He would spend two hundred to five hundred dollars every month to maintain relationships and contact with informants.

He wanted to ask for an informant fee, not because he wanted to be lazy, but because he was really short of money.

No matter what he wants to do, he must first have the capital, including working as a construction team. He also has to buy various equipment and personal supplies, and it also costs money to find manpower.

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He now has about thirty yuan in total, which is not enough to support him in doing other things.

He didn't speak, but one of them took the initiative and said, "In this case, I will help you apply for the funding of an informant, which is about three hundred yuan per month."

"But the money probably won't last long because...you know, now the rules have changed and everything has to be done by the rules."

"Unless you can produce some valid evidence, if you know who is evading taxes, detailed evidence will do."

"According to the regulations, you can get part of it as a bonus!"

What else could Michael say at this time besides saying thank you?

At this point one of them got up to leave. He had to go back to his office.

The other person asked Michael to sit here for a while while he went to fill in the funding form.

When Michael was alone in the room, he was desperate.

He felt how proud he was in the past, but how humble he was now!

But this is the reality, what little Michael said is right, no matter what great plans he has, he has to stand up first.

Three hundred dollars may not be much, but it's better than nothing.

About twenty minutes later, the man came back with an envelope. He handed the envelope to Michael, "There are three hundred yuan in it. I will try my best to help you maintain it. You can come and get the money on the seventh of every month. If If it’s the weekend, come in advance.”

Michael took the envelope, and after a brief silence, he hugged the other person, "I can't find words to thank you for helping me!"

The man also smiled and responded, "You've helped me a lot in the past, so you're welcome. Just think of me as repaying your favor."

Michael knew there was no reason or need to stay any longer, and he couldn't stay any longer. After leaving his contact information, he left the tax bureau.

The person behind him watched his back disappear behind the slowly closing door, shaking his head slightly.

He used to be such a proud person, and sometimes he wouldn't even give Johnson face.

But look now, he looks like a stray dog.

The news that Michael returned to Sabine City did not spread on a large scale. He was not a celebrity, and not many people paid attention to him.

After getting the money, Michael walked around Sabine for two days.

The city of Sabine at this time was completely different from when he left. It had changed a lot and almost all of them were unfamiliar buildings.

He tried to find a job!

But it is a pity that he is not required to do any job he wants to do——

Federalists have a very strange characteristic. They like to write letters of recommendation.

When an employee leaves a company, if he performs well, the company will write him a recommendation letter to recommend him to the next company he applies for.

If you don't perform well, you won't have this recommendation letter.

Without a letter of recommendation, more detailed personal information is required.

After all, interviewers cannot recruit everyone in the company, they have to select the right talents.

The better the position, the higher the salary, and the stricter the review.

They may even call the applicant's previous company to inquire about the applicant's performance.

Some labor positions, such as manual workers, are relatively loose.

But manual workers in Sabine do not earn much.

Heavy manual laborers in the Sabin City area can earn about 380 yuan a month.

This place cannot be compared with Bupen or southern cities. This is just a small city in the southwest.

The minimum wage in Sabine City is 380 yuan per hour. Basically, the factory workers here are not satisfied with their jobs, so the wages are not high.

It's a bit late for him to enter the factory now. He is forty-seven or eighteen years old. Even if he really goes to work, he may not be able to succeed.

The physical strength and strength are not as good as those of young people. It is better to hire an immigrant than to hire such old bones.

It’s cheap and can endure hardships.

He also went to a law firm to give it a try, but the other party had no interest in prisoners with criminal records or federal prison sentences.

In the end, it seemed that the only option was to start a business.

Michael, who had been walking around outside for another day, seemed to have some ideas. There were more and more cars now, but there were not many places to wash them.

With a wooden bucket and a bucket of water, a rag, and some cleaning agent, you can earn ten yuan in ten minutes.

This is a good business. If we wash ten cars a day, we can earn 900 yuan a month for car washing.

After excluding the cost, he can at least save six to seven hundred yuan.

Coupled with the informant's income, as long as he can survive for a year, he can get the start-up capital to do other things, such as opening a pizza shop with his son.

This is a good idea he came up with in the past two days.

After dinner, he ate something casually before going back. He didn't want Jane to quarrel with his son because of him.

As he approached his house, his raised foot suddenly stopped in mid-air, and then slowly fell down.

Outside his house, there were several cars parked, and some guys in coats and caps were smoking on the roadside.

At first glance, these people don’t look like fucking good people!