american tax collector

Chapter 335 The First Day in Office

The next morning, David and his four companions arrived at the door of the General Administration. After gazing at the majestic building for a while, they walked in with excitement.

The Tax Supervision Office is on the tenth floor of the General Administration Building. The entire floor covers an area about half the size of a football field.

At this time, all the staff of the department were in place in the office. They had a slightly serious expression and looked towards the elevator entrance from time to time, as if they were waiting for someone.

"Ding dong!"

As the sound of the elevator door opened, everyone at the scene stood up immediately after seeing a group of four people walking out.

"Inspector General."

"Inspector General."

"..."

Amid the greetings from the crowd, a 40-year-old woman who looked somewhat capable walked through the crowd, came to David, and said, "Inspector General David, I am the administrative assistant of the old inspector general, my name is Hannah."

"Okay Hannah, I'll trouble you to give me more instructions from now on..."

Before he took up the position, Donald had told him in advance that he would retain an assistant who was familiar with the department's business to assist him. Since he had just arrived, he really needed someone who was proficient in departmental affairs to assist him, so he did not refuse.

"You are too kind, Inspector General. If you have any questions, please feel free to call me."

David nodded, turned his head and looked at the dozens of department staff present, and said: "Everyone, I am very happy to come to this department and serve as your boss. As for who I am, I believe everyone is very clear, so I will not introduce myself in detail. I hope that in the next period of time, we can work together happily..."

To be honest, more than 9% of the people present welcomed David's arrival.

The reason is simple. After experiencing many events, David now has various halos and his exposure rate is even no less than that of the president.

So after arriving at their tax supervision department, their supervision department will of course be frequently exposed in the spotlight. As long as they perform well, they can naturally gain a lot of reputation and exposure for themselves, making their career smoother.

In addition, David's ability is definitely the best in the IRS. If he can solve more major cases like he did in Los Angeles, then the people in their department will definitely get a lot of credit.

"Oh, by the way, I also brought a few new colleagues with you this time. I hope that you can help them get familiar with the department's affairs as soon as possible in the coming time."

"Hello everyone, my name is Nissen, I'm from Las Vegas, please take care of me..."

"Hello colleagues, my name is Simmons..."

"My name is Bucky..."

Nissen, Bucky and Simmons have been with David for so long that not only have they become well-known figures in the IRS system, but even ordinary people are very familiar with them.

They even had a nickname for these guys: the 'Three King Kongs' under David!
So these people naturally wouldn't play any game of workplace exclusion. Instead, because they were David's confidants, they were all prepared to curry favor with him by claiming they were familiar with the business.

"Inspector General, then I will show you your office."

Seeing that they were almost familiar with each other, Hannah spoke.

"it is good."

Following Hannah's steps, after passing through the office, David came to an area separated by glass.

In addition to the Office of the Inspector General, there is also the Deputy Inspector General, the Office of the Administrative Assistant, the Secretary's Office, and the director of tax supervision in various regions of the United States in the department.

In the tax inspection department of the IRS, the highest person in charge is the Inspector General, and the next level is the Deputy Inspector General.

It is said that the previous deputy inspector general had personality problems. In order to avoid analytical conflicts with David, who had just taken office, he was transferred to other departments after the old inspector general retired.

So this position is currently vacant.

As for the tax regulatory directors in each region, there are mainly seven.

Among them, three have been transferred according to David's request, which is also to make room for Nissen, Bucky and Simmons.

As for the remaining four supervisors, David had already met them when they were introduced just now.

Of course, to be called a regional director, one must actually hold the position of tax inspector to hold the position concurrently. Otherwise, it would not be an easy task for David to parachute Nissen, Bucky and Simmons over here.

"Inspector General, please come in!"

Hannah pushed open the door of the Inspector General's office with ease.

This office is about the same size as David's office in Los Angeles, but they both have floor-to-ceiling windows. Looking out the windows, you can see the busy scene on Constitution Avenue.

The desk is a mahogany table about three meters long and two meters wide. On the right side of the desk is a desktop Apple computer, and on the right side are some neatly arranged documents.

On the left rear of the table are the IRS flag and the American flag.

"Inspector General, do you need to change the layout here? Or do you have any personal preferences for the office?"

"no need."

David sat in the boss's chair, motioned Hannah to sit down as well, and then said, "Come on, tell me about the department's situation, the tax inspections in various states, and the policies that the previous Inspector General was in charge of..."

Now the Freemasons are plotting to repeal the Black Tax Act, and he must take control of this department as soon as possible so that he can deal with these people with peace of mind.

"..."

After several hours of understanding, David finally grasped some of the operating models and processes of the regulatory authorities, and also understood the main focus of the previous management.

Strictly speaking, the former Inspector General, Deputy Inspector General, and regional directors have performed their duties conscientiously. After the black tax bill was introduced, they also introduced several tax supervision policies for the states, which have achieved certain results.

So after some thought, David decided not to overturn these policies in the short term.

"Gulu gulu..."

While he was thinking, a voice came and ended his thoughts. He looked up and saw Hannah looking a little embarrassed. He looked at his watch and it was already ten past twelve.

David said apologetically, "Sorry, I was a little distracted just now. Go have lunch first. We can talk again in the afternoon...if we have time in the afternoon."

Yesterday, he heard from Obadiah that a high-level meeting would be held today to discuss the abolition of the black tax bill by the Freemasons, so he didn't know whether he would have time in the afternoon.

"Ok."

……

The IRS has its own cafeteria.

Not long after lunch, David received a notice from Obadiah, asking him to go to the conference room on the 13th floor immediately. When he arrived at the conference room, Obadiah, Vertonghen and others were already there.
"Come on David, sit here!"

Donald pointed to a seat next to him, and David sat down with some excitement.

Although he had long since accepted his status as a senior IRS official, the feeling he felt when he sat here and was truly on an equal footing with these bigwigs was still indescribable.

While I was thinking, people had gradually gathered.

Following Obadiah's words, everyone began to have an in-depth discussion on last night's issue, which was about the Freemasons' plan to repeal the black tax bill.

……

A week later.

In the meeting room of the manor on Senado Island on the east coast of New York.

"Tell me, how is it going?"

On the main seat, Henrietta said calmly.

"Mr. Henrietta, under my lobbying, I have reached an agreement with 13 congressmen and 5 senators. They will support us in repealing the black tax bill!"

Joshua was the first to stand up and said this sentence in a way that took credit.

"I have also convinced 9 congressmen and 3 senators, and they also support the repeal of the black tax bill!"

Prescott, the head of the Rockefeller family, also followed suit.

"My side..."

In the following period, the other major families, including some Freemason members, also reported the number of members of parliament they had successfully lobbied.

"If you count it this way... plus our own people... then the votes from both the Senate and the House of Representatives should be enough..."

Henrietta thought about it for a moment, and finally said thoughtfully.

"Yes sir, hehe, this is all thanks to David's own bad luck. He actually broke up with those Ansa people. Otherwise, we might not have much chance of winning!"

Joshua sneered.

"Oh, by the way, what is the attitude of those Ansa people now? Can they lend us a hand?"

Although on the surface, their votes in Congress are enough to repeal the black tax bill.

However, in the history of the U.S. Congress, there are many examples where one side felt it had a sure win but ended up losing when the voting started.

What's more, they have to face David, a ruthless opponent.

Even though many congressmen have been convinced by them, who knows whether these congressmen are confident that they have David in their hands and are deliberately being hypocritical with them.

If this group of people suddenly change sides when the voting starts and they don’t have enough votes, they will be doomed.

Therefore, if the Ansa people could lend them a helping hand, no matter how powerful David was, he would have no choice but to surrender.

Joshua showed a trace of difficulty on his face, and said, "The day after the news of their breakup came out, I sent people to talk to them. At the beginning, those guys were indeed a little tempted, but in the end they seemed to have concerns and only promised not to help David, but to just stand by and watch."

"Is that so... Never mind. As long as they just stand by and watch and nothing unexpected happens, we'll have enough votes!"

"Mr. Henrietta, with all due respect, I think it's a little too early for us to be counting the votes here!"

Everyone turned around and saw that it was Langman who said this.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Langman explained: "You know, if you want to repeal a bill, you have to first pass the legislative proposal, then the committee review, and then the voting stage. The legislative proposal is no problem, but the committee review... As far as I know, there are 13 members of the committee responsible for the black tax bill. As long as David can get more than 7 members here, can we still vote?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Yes, many of them are only thinking about how to get enough votes to repeal this bill, but they ignore the first two steps to repeal a bill.

According to Langman, as long as David can really get over the majority of the members of this committee, then what's the point of them getting over more members?
"Don't worry about this. I am aware of this. I have already talked to most members of the committee responsible for the Black Tax Bill. They will never change their minds!"

"I can guarantee this. The chairman of the Black Tax Bill Committee and I are kind of brothers-in-law. I've talked to him and he knows it will definitely pass!"

Just when many people at the scene were feeling uneasy, the speeches made by Joshua and Prescott stabilized the morale of the troops.

With the affirmation of these two people, Henrietta felt relieved. Then she looked at a man sitting in the middle of the field and asked, "Aveiro, how is the talk with those gang leaders I asked you to find going?"

When the three MPs from Pepys stood up to criticize the black tax bill, many gangsters stood up and created quite a stir.

According to Henrietta's idea, since they are now trying to abolish the black tax bill, they naturally have to encourage the lawless elements across the country to join in and increase their momentum.

"The Black Tax Act has been making those criminals miserable for a long time. Now that they see that we are going to stand up for them, they are naturally eager to get what they want. We have already discussed it. Don't worry, Mr. Henrietta!"

The man called Aveiro said this solemnly.

"Great, any questions everyone?"

"I have another question!"

Everyone turned around and saw that it was Langman who spoke again. He continued, "The abolition of the black tax bill is of great importance. Now that News Corporation is no longer under our control, and the three major media outlets have become David's lackeys, we must have an organization to publicize it. Otherwise, how can we let everyone know about this?"

Henrietta nodded in approval, then her eyes scanned the room, finally landing on a baby-faced man, and said, "Zuckerberg, although your Facebook is a social software, it is also a media channel. As long as you take the lead in publicizing this matter, the three major media outlets will have no choice but to report it. This matter is left to you!"

"Mr. Henrietta, I--"

Zuckerberg, who was named, had a bitter look on his face. The fate of News Corporation was there, and it would be a lie to say that he was not afraid at all.

"What's there to hesitate about? As long as this law is repealed, he will be abolished. How can he retaliate against you?"

"OK then……"

Zuckerberg had no choice but to grit his teeth and agree.

"Is everything okay?"

Seeing that everyone was silent, Henrietta said with a fierce look: "Then we will officially declare war tomorrow!"

(End of this chapter)