My portable world of mixed farmers

Chapter 287 Tang Lin's plot

"Boss, where are you? The tax bureau came to the company today and said you were evading taxes. If you can't find you, the public security bureau will issue a warrant to hunt you down." Dong Shanhe heard a call from Xu Yourong before he woke up early in the morning. Telephone.

Dong Shanhe, who was drowsy from sleep, sat up directly, "Xu Yourong? What's going on? How come the tax bureau came to investigate me?" Dong Shanhe didn't quite understand.

Xu Yourong on the other end of the phone was also sweating profusely, "Boss, I don't know what's going on, anyway, they came directly after eight o'clock in the morning, I've seen their work ID, it's true Staff of the Municipal Taxation Bureau."

"Okay, okay, I understand, I will go back in two days, and besides, how can they have such great power to let the police issue a warrant to hunt me down."

However, Dong Shanhe also understands that there are invisible black hands urging the progress of these things.

"Tang Lin, don't know if it's you? If it's you, I really want to look up to you." Dong Shanhe felt that if Tang Lin was really instigating this matter, his opinion of him would really need to improve. few.

Originally, Dong Shanhe always thought that those second-generation officials and rich second-generations were social scum, and they got to where they are now by relying entirely on the influence of their ancestors.

In fact, it is not the case. There are many second-generation officials whose abilities are much stronger than ordinary people.

Whether it's tactics, or network experience?The rich second generation and the second generation official are much, much taller than ordinary people.

Dong Shanhe also admired Tang Lin's combo boxing. It was completely an upright conspiracy, because Dong Shanhe himself was involved in tax evasion.

But the society is like this. How many people who buy and sell jewelry and antiques trade in private to file taxes?No, anyway, according to Dong Shanhe's own knowledge, he has never seen anyone who traded antiques in private to file taxes.

All things are gray transactions in the dark, it's okay not to check, once checked, one will be sure.

This matter made Dong Shanhe feel very difficult, because there were so many companies at the beginning. If it was one person and one company, Dong Shanhe could still cover up this matter, but more than a dozen companies nearly twenty In this company, it is absolutely impossible for Dong Shanhe to shut up everyone, especially Shi Jilong, who he drove away.

"Are you really asking Uncle Wang Liu?" After thinking about it, Dong Shanhe felt that if it really continued like this, even if he wiped out Tang Lin, those government units would continue to investigate him.

"It seems that we really need Uncle Wang Liu to come forward to suppress this matter." If this matter is not suppressed, even if Dong Shanhe goes to the United States, his reputation in China will be stinky. Also how to mix in the country.

After hanging up the phone, Dong Shanhe lay alone on the bed thinking about how to deal with things next.

Facing such a massive conspiracy, Dong Shanhe felt a little powerless.

"I'll check to see if Tang Lin has committed any illegal acts at night. If there is, I might move back to another game. If not, then I really can only rely on Uncle Wang Liu to settle the matter."

Thinking of this, Dong Shanhe is sure that this is the only way. Tang Lin bullies himself because he thinks he has no background. If he can find a friend to stand up for him, he may not dare to act so boldly.

Just as Dong Shanhe was thinking about things, Zhang Qiang called.

"Mr. Dong, the matter has been investigated almost. This matter was indeed done by Zhang Qiang. I will send the details of the matter to your email in a while." Zhang Qiang hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Dong Shanhe hung up the phone, got off the bed, walked to the computer, turned on his computer, and boarded the penguin.

After opening the mailbox, Dong Shanhe saw the latest email sent to him by Zhang Qiang.

Dong Shanhe downloaded a word document and opened it to see what happened.

The word document contains all of Tang Lin's experiences from the beginning to the present. From the time he found a deputy mayor of City H through his connections, and the recordings of several conversations with him, Dong Shanhe heard everything clearly.

"It seems that it is easy to find a professional person, and the value of this 100 million flowers." If it were Dong Shanhe himself, he would never find the picture of Tang Lin eating and communicating with some people, let alone the phone number where he was making calls with others recording.

"Your mother is crazy, how did I provoke you? You treat me like this?" Dong Shanhe really didn't understand at all before, why Tang Lin treated him like this, after reading the email sent by Zhang Qiang, Dong Shanhe Only then did I understand.

Money touches people's hearts. This sentence is not false at all. In Tang Lin's eyes, he is a beggar with a golden rice bowl, just like a child walking in the downtown with gold in his arms. The gold is stolen and occupied.

"Zhang Qiang, are all the materials in the email? Is there anything else?" Dong Shanhe called Zhang Qiang after reading the email.

"Mr. Dong is gone, so I sent all these materials to you." Zhang Qiang on the other end of the phone answered crisply.

"Okay, let's do it like this. Thanks to you this time, the 100 million I gave you is worth it." Dong Shanhe is very glad that it was Tang Lin who did it to him this time, and he can only be regarded as an ordinary second official. In the second generation in China, he can only be regarded as the third grade.

Thinking of this, Dong Shanhe couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, even if the danger of the space is exposed, he will kill the Quartet, let everyone understand that it will never be easy to mess with himself, and let them understand that even death can kill everyone. All the people were dragged to be buried together.

"Xiao He, where are you? Your father was in a car accident." Before Dong Shanhe could sort everything out, he received a call from his mother.

"Mom, don't worry, I'll go back right away." Dong Shanhe hung up the phone and hurried out.

"It seems that I really want to teach you a lesson that you will never forget." Dong Shanhe knew that this should be another trick of Tang Lin.

Regardless of whether it is white or black, I will use it with you to let you understand that if you don't put down the gold honestly, you will have no life.

(End of this chapter)