United states tax collector

David smiled and asked calmly: "Why do you think the tax avoidance bill can pass the Senate and the House, or are you smarter than those congressmen?"

This made Mo Ang freeze as if he was electrocuted.

On the surface, David was talking about the tax avoidance bill and the congressmen, but in fact, the meaning of his words was to point out to him that if I can't even protect you, how could those congressmen before vote for the bill willingly?

Are they fools?

"Okay, I'm willing to cooperate with you!"

After careful consideration, Mo Ang made a choice, and in the following time, he shook out the detailed information of the foundation.

"Okay, then you go back first and send me a copy of these documents and information."

Mo Ang didn't say much, turned around and left.

Not long after he left, the deputy director who had left before came in again and asked, "How was it, Inspector General David, how was the talk with Manager Moang?"

Wall Street was his jurisdiction, so he certainly knew what Moang did.

When he first heard that David was looking for Moang, he was also shocked. After all, the foundation was protected by various laws and was definitely a tough nut to crack.

But just now, when he saw the way Moang left, he seemed to have eaten a lot of deflation, which inevitably made him curious.

Could it be that Inspector General David had even managed to gnaw on such a tough bone as the Foundation?

"It's okay, by the way, Deputy Director Neham, as usual, please help me contact 'Dobigamf' on Wall Street to come and lie here."

Neham was shocked again when he heard this.

Of course he knew Dobigamf, who was also the manager of a foundation on Wall Street.

But this was not the key point. The key point was that the foundation controlled by this guy was a foundation of the Rockefeller family, a core member of the Freemasonry Group.

Inspector General David just talked to Mo Ang. Would he turn around and start to attack the Rockefeller family's fund?

"Any questions, Director Neham?"

"No... No, I'll go and notify him right away!"

Neham didn't dare to ask any more questions, and turned around and left to take care of it.

About an hour later, Neham walked in with a middle-aged man in a suit.

Like Mo Ang before, the foundation manager named Dobiganf was also shocked when he saw David for the first time because he was not notified in advance.

But when he thought of the impeccable foundation system, he settled down.

"Okay, you talk first, I have something else to do..."

After Neham brought the person in, he was very tactful, turned around and left and closed the door.

"Mr. Dobiganf, do you know why I called you here?"

"Inspector General David, please tell me."

"..."

In the following time, David almost used the same method to deal with Dobiganf as he did with Mo Ang before.

After hearing that so much data about his foundation had been revealed, Dobiganf was already sweating profusely. After weighing the pros and cons, he gritted his teeth and said, "If I agree to you, are you sure you can guarantee my safety?"

"Of course."

"Okay!"

Dobiganf could only agree, and then he told more details about the foundation he controlled.

About half an hour later.

The door of the office was opened, and Dobiganf walked out like a wilted eggplant, and Nahum, who had been waiting on the side, showed a trace of shock on his face.

First it was Moang before, and then it was Dobiganf, the head of the Rockefeller family on Wall Street.

These two top managers on Wall Street, why do they seem to be defeated?

Could it be that David really took over these two major foundations?

Nahum was a little bit unconvinced before, but now that two major managers have wilted, he has to think so.

"Deputy Director Nahum!"

Just as he was still thinking, David came out of the office. Nahum could only put aside his thoughts and replied: "What's wrong, Inspector General David."

"I'd like to trouble you to invite someone over."

"Who?"

"Cronin Ansel!"

"Cronin Ansel!"

Nehm was shocked again.

Because this Cronin Ansel is not an ordinary person. He is a core member of the Freemason Group and the head of the Zade family's foundation on Wall Street!

Nehm put away his thoughts, took David into the office, closed the door and asked carefully: "Inspector General David, although it is very offensive, I must ask you, what are you looking for these people for?"

He knew that what David was going to do was not ordinary, and David did not tell him in detail, and it was obviously inconvenient to disclose.

But Wall Street is under his jurisdiction after all, and not only the Freemasons, but also 90% of the foundations of the rich people in the United States are placed here.

Once something goes wrong, it will be a national uproar.

So even though he knew that what David was going to do was not convenient to disclose, Nahum couldn't help but ask.

"It's nothing, just a tax audit!"

"Tax audit?"

Nahum's eyes were full of doubts.

He heard that the three major groups were working hard on the midterm elections to regain control of Congress.

At this critical juncture, the most important thing David should do is also the mid-term elections. Why would he come to Wall Street to investigate the foundation's tax issues?

Unless... the foundation is involved in the midterm elections!

If you think about it carefully, it is very possible. If the Freemasonry group wants to run the mid-term elections, there is a high probability that the funds will flow out of Wall Street.

On the surface, David is doing this to check taxes, but in fact, he is trying to cut off the campaign funding chain of this group of people. This is also reasonable!

In an instant, Nahum figured out the key to the matter.

"Don't ask any more questions, Deputy Director Nahum. This matter is very important to our IRS. Just do as I say!"

"And I promise, this matter will be good for you. As long as I can deal with these people, the tax results that come with it will all belong to your jurisdiction!"

Nahum was still somewhat emotional when he heard the news.

But after hearing at the end that the taxes generated would be attributed to him, his brain was instantly occupied with joy.

None of these foundations have tens of billions of funds.

If there was really a way to collect their taxes, what kind of astronomical figure would it add up to?

He couldn't imagine it!

etc……

After the ecstasy, Nahum quickly calmed down and asked: "Okay, Inspector General David, I won't ask more questions than I should, but I want to confirm, is there really a way for you to receive taxes from these foundations? "

"Don't worry, the foundation is not impeccable. I will take care of it!"

"Okay, with your words, I'll feel relieved!"

After receiving the guarantee, Nahum stopped talking nonsense and left to work for David with a beautiful vision!

…

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

In the past two days, in addition to the Freemasonry Group, the detailed data of other Wall Street foundations such as the Illuminati and the Angsa Group have all been in David's hands.

In the coming time, as long as David announces a tax investigation on these foundations, he will not only be able to collect a huge amount of tax revenue from them, but most importantly, he will also be able to cut off the three major groups from inflowing funds into the campaign through these foundations!

By then, people from the three major groups will go crazy!

Thinking of this, David smiled. Then he walked out of the office, found Nahum, and said, "Deputy Director Nahum, help me make arrangements. I'm going to go to Wall Street and hold a meeting there." Press conference!”

"Hold a press conference on Wall Street...Okay, I'll arrange it right away!"

…

Wall Street, this narrow street in Manhattan, New York City, is not only the heart of global finance, but also the epitome of the intertwining of dreams and ambitions.

On the streets, crowds of people surged, and financial elites dressed in crisp suits and carrying exquisite briefcases hurried past. Their steps revealed a self-evident urgency and confidence.

Looking up and looking around, there are rows of skyscrapers, each like a symbol of financial power. The glass curtain walls shine dazzlingly in the sun, reflecting the busy and orderly scene around them.

A huge electronic screen is hung on the outer wall of the building, scrolling real-time stock market conditions, exchange rate changes and various financial news. Numbers and charts are constantly jumping, attracting the attention of passers-by and tugging at the heartstrings of countless investors.

At this moment, three cars drove in here one after another and stopped under the statue of the Bronze Bull, a symbol of Wall Street.

The doors of the two cars at the front and back opened, and eight special service agents in suits and sunglasses walked out first, which instantly alarmed many nearby tourists who came here.

"That's... Inspector General David, Inspector General David is here!"

These tourists thought that the politician or powerful person had arrived, but when they saw the figure getting out of the Cadillac Beast in the middle, they screamed instantly.

Immediately afterwards, these people immediately took out their mobile phones, turned on the camera and started taking pictures.

“Is this Wall Street?!”

David, who got off the car here, was filled with emotion when he looked at the surrounding scene. Although he had been to New York many times, this was the first time he stepped into Wall Street.

"Inspector General David, this is the landmark item of Wall Street, the 'Copper Bull.' The Wall Street Copper Bull is a symbol of "strength and courage." Its existence means that as long as the Copper Bull exists, the stock market will always remain a "bull" market."

"The creator of the Copper Bull, Di Modica, hoped that through this work, he could bring confidence and hope to the stock market that was at a trough at that time. Today, the Wall Street Copper Bull has become one of the must-visit attractions for tourists around the world in New York. People believe that touch The copper bull can bring good luck and wealth, so you can see so many tourists here now..."

Nahum, who came with him, was explaining to David nonstop.

At the same time, on the other side of the New York Stock Exchange, a large number of media had arrived and were waiting because they had received news from the Manhattan branch.

"What, you said Inspector General David of the IRS went to Wall Street?"

"Isn't Inspector General David in Washington? When did he come to New York and enter Wall Street?"

"Now that David is here, is he the 'protagonist' of this press conference...?"

Reporters from major media were still waiting patiently, but suddenly they received a phone call reminder, which surprised them all.

60 Wall Street, where the headquarters of J.P. Morgan Bank is located.

In order to win this midterm election, Joshua has been stationed here these days to ensure that every penny of the group's funds can reach the candidates they support safely and accurately.

Just as he was busy checking the financial data, his assistant suddenly came to him and said in a panic: "Oh no, Mr. Joshua, IRS David has arrived on Wall Street, and it is said that a press conference will be held here soon."

"What did you say!"

Joshua was also a little pale when he heard this, and then he stood up suddenly and asked: "How is this possible, isn't he in Washington, when did he come to New York?"

David came to New York quietly this time, so don't talk about him, the whole world thinks David is still in the IRS headquarters in Washington.

"This... I don't know, anyway, he has indeed arrived, and is currently at the Wall Street bronze bull. Many tourists have taken pictures of him, which is absolutely true!"

After getting confirmation again, Joshua sat down with a gloomy face.

Regardless of when David came to New York, since this bastard has already come and is holding a press conference here openly, it must be bad news.

After thinking for a few minutes, Joshua suddenly said: "Notify everyone to clear all the data of the funds immediately. In addition, from now on, all our funds will be stopped and no more foreign exchange will be allowed!"

I have to say that Joshua still has a brain.

The midterm elections are in full swing now, and David suddenly ran to Wall Street. He can think of only one answer.

That is, it is very likely that he wants to cut off the campaign funds remitted from here!

But then again, if this is the case, the move is really a bit vicious.

The most important thing in the midterm elections is funds. Once the funding chain is cut off, the candidates he supports will be unable to move forward in a minute.

At that time, there will be nothing else except defeat!

"Yes."

After the assistant left, Joshua immediately picked up the phone and notified the people inside the group.

In fact, they didn't need to be notified at all. Such heavy news, whether it was the Freemasons, the Ansa Group, or the Illuminati, all knew the news at the first time.

And soon after they learned the news, they guessed that David wanted to cut off their mid-term campaign funds, and they all became worried about it. (End of this chapter)