american tax collector

David smiled and asked calmly, "Why do you think the tax avoidance bill was passed by both the Senate and the House, or are you smarter than those congressmen?"

These words made Mo Ang freeze in his tracks as if he had been electrocuted.

On the surface, it sounded like David was talking about the tax avoidance bill and the congressmen, but in fact, his words meant to point out to him that if I couldn't even protect you, then how could those members of Congress willingly vote for that bill?
Are they fools?

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

After careful consideration, Mo Ang made his choice, and in the following time, he revealed the detailed information of the foundation.

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

Mo Ang didn't say any more words and turned around and left.

Not long after he left, the deputy director who had left before came in again and asked, "How was the talk with Manager Mo Ang, Chief Inspector David?"

Wall Street is his jurisdiction, so he certainly knows what Moang does.

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

But when he saw Mo Ang leaving just now, he seemed to be very disappointed, which inevitably made him curious.

Could it be that Inspector General David was able to take on such a tough task as the Foundation?

"It's OK. By the way, Deputy Director Nahum, as usual, please help me contact 'Dobbi Gump' on Wall Street to lie down here."

Nahum 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 is not the point. The point is that the foundation controlled by this guy belongs to the Rockefeller family, a core member of the Freemasonry group.

Inspector General David just talked to Mo Ang. Is he going to turn around and target the Rockefeller family's fund?

"What's the problem, Chief Nahum?"

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

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

About an hour later, Nahum pushed the door open and 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 about the impeccable foundation system, he calmed down.

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

After bringing the person in, Nahum was very tactful. He turned around and left, closing the door.

"Mr. Dobigamf, do you know why you were called here?"

"Inspector General David, please speak clearly."

"..."

In the following time, David almost used the same method he used to deal with Moang before to deal with Dobiganf.

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 promise you, are you sure you can guarantee my safety?"

"Of course."

"it is good!"

Dobiganf had no choice but to agree, and then told him more details about the foundation he controlled.

About half an hour passed.

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

First it was Moang, and then it was Dobigamf, the Rockefeller family’s top man on Wall Street.

Why do these two top Wall Street managers both look like they have suffered a setback?

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

Before, Nahum was a little bit unconvinced, but now that two major managers seemed to be discouraged, he had to think so.

"Deputy Chief Nahum!"

While 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 Ansaire!"

"Cronin Ansaire!"

Once again Nahum was startled.

Because this Cronins El is not an ordinary person. He is a core member of the Freemasonry group and the head of the Zade family's foundation on Wall Street!

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

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

But Wall Street is under his jurisdiction after all, and not only the Freemasons, but 9% of the foundations of the entire American rich are located here.

If anything goes wrong, the whole country will be in an uproar.

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

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

"Tax inspection?"

Nahum's eyes were full of doubt.

He received word that the three major groups were working hard on the midterm elections in order to regain control of Congress.

At this critical juncture, the most important thing David should do is to deal with the midterm 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, this is very likely. The Freemasons want to run the midterm elections, so the funds will most likely flow out from Wall Street.

David came here ostensibly to check taxes, but in reality he came here to cut off this group of people's campaign funding chain, which is reasonable!
In an instant, Nahum understood the key to the matter.

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

"And I guarantee that this matter will be beneficial to you. As long as I can deal with these people, the tax revenue that comes with it will all belong to your jurisdiction!"

When he heard the previous part, Nahum was still somewhat emotional.

But when he heard that the taxes generated would be borne by him, his mind was instantly filled with joy.

Each of these foundations has tens or hundreds of billions of dollars in funds.

If there really is a way to collect their taxes, what an astronomical figure would it be when added together?
He couldn't imagine!
and many more……

After the ecstasy, Nahum quickly calmed down and asked, "Okay, okay, Inspector General David, I won't ask any more questions that I shouldn't ask, but I want to confirm one thing, do you really have a way to receive the tax payments from these foundations?"

"Don't worry, the Foundation is not invulnerable. I will handle it!"

"Okay, I feel relieved with your words!"

After getting the guarantee, Nahum stopped talking nonsense and left to work for David with beautiful visions!

……

In the blink of an eye, two days passed.

During these two days, except for the Freemasonry Group, David has already got the detailed data of other foundations on Wall Street, such as the Illuminati and the Ansa Group.

In the coming period, as long as David announces a tax investigation on these foundations, he will not only be able to reap a huge amount of tax revenue from them, but most importantly, he will be able to cut off the three major groups from channeling funds into elections 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, please help me make arrangements. I plan to go to Wall Street and hold a press conference there!"

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

……

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

On the streets, crowds of people were surging, and financial elites in neat suits and carrying exquisite briefcases were hurrying past, their steps revealing an unspoken urgency and confidence.

Looking up and around, skyscrapers are lined up one after another, each of which is like a symbol of financial power. The glass curtain walls shine brightly in the sun, reflecting the busy and orderly scene around them.

A huge electronic screen hangs on the outer wall of the building, scrolling through stock market quotes, exchange rate changes and various financial news in real time. Numbers and charts keep jumping, attracting the attention of passers-by and touching the hearts of countless investors.

At this moment, three cars drove in one after another and stopped under the bronze bull statue, the symbol of Wall Street.

The doors of the two cars in front and behind opened, and eight special agents in suits and sunglasses got out first, which instantly alarmed many tourists who came nearby to visit.

"That's... Inspector General David. It's Inspector General David here!"

The tourists thought that it was the politician or dignitary who had arrived, but when they saw the figure getting out of the Cadillac Beast in the middle, they screamed instantly.

Immediately afterwards, these people took out their mobile phones, turned on the cameras and started taking a lot of photos.

“Is this Wall Street?!”

David, who got off the car, was also moved when looking at the surrounding scenery. Although he had been to New York many times, this was his first time setting foot on Wall Street.

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

"Di Modica, the creator of the bronze bull, hoped to bring confidence and hope to the stock market, which was in a slump at the time, through this work. Today, the Wall Street bronze bull has become one of the must-see attractions for tourists from all over the world when they visit New York. People believe that touching the bronze bull can bring good luck and wealth, so you can see so many tourists here now..."

Nahum, who came with him, was explaining everything to David incessantly.

At the same time, across from 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 from the IRS came to Wall Street?"

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

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

Reporters from all the major media outlets were waiting patiently when they suddenly received a phone reminder, which surprised them all.

60 Wall Street is the headquarters building of JP Morgan Bank.

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 safely and accurately reach the hands of the candidate team they support.

While he was busy checking the financial data, his assistant suddenly came to him and said in a panic, "Oh no, Mr. Joshua. David from the IRS has come to Wall Street, and it is said that he will hold a press conference 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, D.C.? When did he come to New York?"

David came to New York quietly this time, so let alone him, the whole world thought that David was still in the IRS headquarters in Washington.

"This... I don't know. Anyway, he has definitely arrived. He is currently at the Wall Street Bronze Bull. Many tourists have already taken photos of him. This is definitely not fake!"

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 something bad.

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

I have to say, Joshua still has some brains.

Now that the midterm elections are in full swing, and David suddenly comes to Wall Street, he can think of only one answer.

That means they are most likely trying to cut off the campaign funds being remitted from here!
But then again, if that's really the case then that's a pretty vicious move.

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

At that time, there will be no other option except defeat!
"Yes."

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

In fact, there was no need to notify them at all. With such important news, the Freemasons, the Ansa Group, and the Illuminati all knew the news first.

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)