Empire of Shadows

On Wednesday, Officer Braden entered Lance's identity information into the archives of Goldport City.

If anyone wanted to inquire about his personal information, they would find a file: the White family.

Lance appeared in this file under the identity of "Steven (formerly known as)," now he is called Lance White.

Furthermore, Officer Braden also helped him apply for a Social Security number and a personal tax ID number. With these two things, Lance was truly a federal citizen.

Even if the President came, he couldn't question the legality of his status as a federal citizen!

"My promise will always be valid for you!" Officer Braden handed Lance a file bag containing some documents, his smile very sincere.

"His promise" meant that if anyone else came to him for help with identity issues, as long as Lance introduced them, he would give them a discount and charge less.

After he announced that he could help people solve their federal identity problems, many people contacted him.

The most generous person promised that as long as he could solve their identity problem, they would be willing to take out four hundred dollars.

Although the Goldport City movement had begun to decline from its peak, this did not mean that people's emotions towards illegal immigrants, including legal immigrants, had improved.

In these roughly two to three weeks, a large number of immigrant shops were attacked, smashed, looted, and burned, resulting in incalculable economic losses.

Among them, the Federal Daily News published a front-page headline last week about the riots in Goldport City. The photo showed five policemen standing behind police cars with their hands on their hips, watching a dozen people with hoods covering their faces running out of a jewelry store.

Jewels and silverware that they had dropped while fleeing were on the ground. The shop owner rushed out with a wound on his forehead, but could only watch these people in despair.

The picture had a strong sense of dynamism, causing a huge impact on the entire federation.

Even now, one still occasionally hears about immigrant shops being robbed.

Fortunately, this time they did not distinguish the shop owners by their place of origin, and some federal citizens also suffered—this is a multi-ethnic and integrated country.

It is difficult to distinguish whether a shop owner is an immigrant based on some racial characteristics.

Some people pick cotton in the fields, while others sit in upscale houses wearing shiny leather shoes and holding goblets.

In addition, many immigrants were attacked, beaten, and robbed, so at this time, illegal immigrants were filled with a desire to have a legal identity!

Officer Braden had already taken on this job. He was extremely familiar with the process, and he estimated that he could earn at least one hundred to two hundred dollars in profit from this deal!

And what he needed to do was to check the archives and then take people to tell those poor people who needed money, hey, this is your long-lost family!

Yes, family, not necessarily children, but also elderly people who are lost.

As for whether they would recognize a stranger as their father for two hundred dollars, or more, or possibly less, it would depend on how much they craved money.

In short, Officer Braden was really going to get rich!

"Thank you for your generosity, Officer Braden."

The latter laughed and patted Lance's arm, "You saying that makes me feel stingy."

"From the bottom of my heart."

After ending the topic, he asked, "Now that you have a federal identity, what do you plan to do next?"

Lance didn't hide his thoughts, because he would still have dealings with Officer Braden later, "I plan to open a company, or maybe many companies."

"Doing what?"

"Doing everything."

Listening to Lance's answer, Officer Braden felt that he might be a little whimsical, but he also felt that maybe Lance did have a good way of doing business.

However, this matter had nothing to do with him. His mind was now full of the information he had recently checked, which said that there were at least 150,000 illegal immigrants in Goldport City.

This market is too damn big!

At the same time, he also changed from a supporter of the president to an opponent of the president, because the president said that he would gradually solve the identity problems of illegal immigrants, which was tantamount to smashing his business, and he had to earn more money as soon as possible.

After ending the conversation, Officer Braden hurriedly went to work for the great cause of making money, while Lance went directly to the City Services Bureau.

Different places have different regulations. As the pearl of federal economic development, Goldport City is also different from other cities in terms of the behavioral planning of government departments.

The City Commercial Services Bureau provides a full range of services for business people planning to settle in Goldport City, including registering company tax numbers, which can be done here.

It has to be said that this is very convenient, and Lance was queuing up when he came.

Every day, gold diggers from all over the world with federal dreams come here. Perhaps they will eventually become representatives of an era, but more of them will become nutrients for this city.

"Sir, what can I do for you?" The lady behind the counter was sweet-looking and spoke nicely, but she was dressed a little conservatively.

Lance's gaze never fell on the curves hidden under her clothes, but stared directly into her eyes, "Looks like I'm lucky today."

"Sorry?" The girl didn't understand what he was trying to express.

"Because I saw an angel in Angel City," Lance said with a smile, and this smile, coupled with his handsome face, made the girl's cheeks turn red all of a sudden.

"You sure know how to talk…" She touched her slightly hot face, "What do you want to do?"

Lance then said, "I want to register a company, but I'm not sure about the process, so…"

"I'll help you!" The girl said these words very firmly, which is the effect of saying a few nice words.

And Lance didn't mind praising her a few more times, "Like an angel!"

She was already very embarrassed, but now it was working hours, and she had to complete her work.

"What kind of company are you planning to set up?"

"To solve problems for people. They can come to me to consult on some things, I provide answers for them, and then charge a fee."

The girl nodded while helping Lance fill in the relevant information on the form.

These forms are actually quite complicated. If no one is guiding you, just filling them out may require finding a lawyer or something.

But the girl helped him solve these problems.

"Do you have a name for the company you are going to establish?"

"Yes, 'Wanli.' By the way, I may open more types of companies in the future. Do I need to continue to register in the future, or can I just add relevant businesses to the business scope?"

The girl didn't expect Lance's question to be so in-depth, but fortunately, this was not a problem for her, "If all your businesses are in the same office location, then one company is enough."

"If you don't work together and are two separate and independent office locations, then it's best to establish a parent company to manage these two companies, and the names should preferably not be the same."

After filling it out for a while, she gave the form to Lance, "This requires your personal information, and we can't determine whether the company name you applied for has already been duplicated. It will take at least three days to find out."

She also specifically explained, "This requires the cooperation of the State Department. You know, the State Department has a lot of work, and they often delay things for a week, but I will call to urge them."

She glanced at Lance's name and kept it in her heart. The girl reached out and pointed to a few blanks on the form, telling him how to fill it out, and Lance filled it out smoothly.

The whole process was very fast, and there was no need to find a lawyer to help.

"You also need a bank account and a company tax ID number. You have to apply for a bank account yourself at the bank, but we can also help you with the tax ID number here."

"Do you need it?"

"Of course," Lance replied, "By the way, what should I call you?"

"Patricia, Patricia Lawrence."

"Nice to meet you, Miss Angel, I'm Lance White."

The girl giggled for a while and shook hands with Lance, "Me too."

She looked very happy, "I have to work…" A little like burying her head in the sand, she touched her burning cheeks, "Sign here, and it's best to leave a phone number so we can contact you."