blackstone code

Chapter 52 No matter what the choice is, how many options are there, always choose one, and then accept the result
The director of the federal tax office in Sabine has a very obscure name called Johnson.

Johnson does not have a prominent background. In the past when people believed that ideals could be realized as long as they worked hard, as long as they dared to work hard, as long as they had the courage and a little luck, it was not difficult to stand out from the crowd.

But today, if nothing else, the head of the tax bureau in a second-tier city is the end for Johnson.

All he has to think about now is how to keep his top-spec pension and make his last few years less painful.

Many people think that the head of the Federal Tax Service, although he is only the head of a small city, should also be the kind of secret rich with lots of savings and real estate, but he is not.

The lives of the vast majority of federal officials who can do this are more shabby than people imagined... On the contrary, those real grassroots staff, front-line personnel, their income is more complicated.

A grassroots administrator who sits in the office all day and has been included in the inspection list of the Ministry of Supervision, where can he get some black income?

However, there are still various donations and social benefits that should be made, and these are all legal income.

The high salaries and top social insurance that the federal government gives them is to prevent them from being negatively affected at work and becoming the minions of some people.

Of course, this does not necessarily mean that Johnson is a poor man, and sometimes poverty is not only a description of wealth, but also a description of power.

In short, he is a man who is better than the other, and it will be better if he can keep his pension.

At this time, he was very troubled. The joint operation of the FBI and the IRS ended in failure, which also meant that he could not quickly calm down the current situation. It won't be too good either.

Now he regrets the indulgence he gave Michael, precisely because he is about to retire, and he does not want to offend others, and gradually develops the shortcomings of these people.

Just as he was scratching his head, the phone rang, and he frowned. From the signal light, he could tell that it was an outside line. Since it could pass through the secretary, it was definitely necessary to answer it.

He took a few deep breaths, calmed the fluctuations in his heart, and then picked up the phone...

A little later, Commissioner Johnson and the old woman at home ventilated, and there was an entertainment in the evening, so he didn't have dinner at home.

He lives with his children in a community next to Michael. The environment is slightly worse than that of Michael's community, mainly referring to the greening and the overall facilities of the community, but it is better than the bigger house, which can accommodate more people. .

While thinking about these annoying things, he drove to the warehouse area far away from the city center, and stopped on the roadside not far from the warehouse area.

Ten meters away from him, there was a barbecue shop. The barbecue shop only served three kinds of things, patties made of ground beef, whole-wheat meal packs and some fresh vegetables.

There is no raw cut beef here, and people on this side of the warehouse can't afford it. Most of them are patties made from the ground beef that Lynch and Katherine ate when they lived together before.

The patty had other things added to it, like whole wheat kernels, some chopped nuts that were about to expire, and some less valuable stuff.

Just after dinner, the barbecue shop was still full of people, 98 points a piece of barbecue patties, plus a vegetable, the meal package is free of charge, unlimited supply, this solves the nutritional supplements that the blue straps need after heavy labor .

Almost all the blue straps in the warehouse area have dinner here, which also makes this barbecue restaurant without a signboard very famous in this neighborhood.

Johnson is not used to the environment here, the sour smell of sweat is everywhere, and some other smells that he can't tell. After all, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the coolie will definitely not be fragrant after working all day. of.

He looked around, and the blue suspenders also deliberately kept a distance from him. Everyone could see that the suit he was wearing was not cheap, and he didn't want to lose ten days and a half or more of his salary because of his carelessness. .

Soon, he saw Lynch, Lynch also beckoned to him, and asked the boss for another meat pie and a meal package.

"Is this the dinner you were talking about?" Commissioner Johnson didn't look very good when he sat down. Lynch called him out to talk about the recent events, and he faintly realized something.

Originally, he didn't really want any compromise with Lynch. Michael was treated so badly, and the tax bureau didn't look good, but now the pressure is really too great, he can only choose the least he doesn't want The option you choose may be a manifestation of maturity.

Although he chose maturity, he could still retain his attitude towards Lynch, and there was no conflict between the two.

Lynch shrugged, shredded the meal package in his hand without any hesitation, used it to wipe some of the meat sauce on the plate, then stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it a few times before swallowing it.

He rubbed his fingers, let some crumbs fall on the table, picked up a knife and fork and ate a piece of minced meat patty, and said with a smile, "It's not as bad as you think, you can try it."

At this moment, the proprietress, a woman in her forties, rudely threw a plate on the table, and a small basket of lunch bags.

Director Johnson silently glanced at the proprietress who turned around directly, then glanced at Lynch again, and finally gritted his teeth and shredded a meal bag like Lynch.

When the gravy and sauce buns were eaten by him, it was not as hard to swallow as he imagined. These aromas and the tough texture of the whole-wheat buns gave the food another unexpected taste. .

He raised his eyebrows, picked up a knife and fork and cut a piece of meatloaf into his mouth. It may not be as good as those nine-yuan or 39-yuan steaks, but it is quite tender and juicy, and even has more flavor. Variations are not unacceptable food either.

The two chatted while eating, surrounded by noisy voices. It wasn't because someone walked by them. Even if their voices were louder, it would be difficult for others to hear them clearly.

"I called you with sincerity. From the beginning, I was just a victim, if you knew what happened to these things."

Lynch's remarks made Commissioner Johnson nod and say yes, he did understand that Michael wanted to take Fox as a promotion for a good political achievement, thus involving Lynch, no matter whether Lynch was It's not illegal, at least he's innocent so far, but Michael keeps pestering him.

He nodded, and he had the basis for continuing the conversation. While eating, Lynch continued to say, "You know, I'm timid and afraid of things. A reporter suggested that I sue you, but I gave up and treated hatred with hatred. Not the best choice, I chose tolerance..."

Johnson looked at this shameless guy who was still waiting for his reaction, and forced a smile against his will, "Yes, you are very generous."

A satisfied smile appeared on Lynch's face, "Yes, I am a generous person. I used to be, and I am now. I don't want to care about some problems between us because of Michael, and I actively want to solve them. There is a proposal, I don't know if you are interested."

Director Johnson ate the meat patty quickly and ended the bad dinner. He glanced at the napkin that had some stains on the table, and finally took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of his mouth, "You said..."

"As far as I know, there are other people in Sabine City who are laundering money. These people's methods may be..." A helpless smile flashed on Lynch's face, "...Stupid, you should probably aim at on them."

Commissioner Johnson frowned slightly, "Even if I catch them all, it won't be able to calm down the current situation."

Lynch also almost finished dinner. He picked up the last meal bag, wiped off the gravy and sauce on the plate, and stuffed it into his mouth. The poor life made him grateful for every food.

While puffing his cheeks, he said, "This is just a matter between Michael and me, it's a personal feud, and it shouldn't rise to the level of public attention. You have excellent results in your hands, and people with such a foundation will be patient. Listen to your explanation, all of this has nothing to do with the tax bureau, and with the case of little Michael, maybe Michael is just avenging private revenge..." He said here and smiled, his hands were naturally crossed, his thumbs were placed on his chin, looking at Looking at Commissioner Johnson, he believed that the old man knew what he was talking about.

In the first dozen or so seconds, Director Johnson still had a thoughtful look on his face, and there was still a hint of impatience, but soon his expression began to change, and he understood what Lynch meant.

He knew that Michael's son had been in the police station for a burglary, had reportedly pleaded guilty and started serving an early sentence, and if reversed the causality and timing of things, see what Michael did to Lynch as his own Recover little Michael's impending imprisonment, and the whole thing will change.

To put it simply, little Michael first stole Lynch's ring, and Lynch also called the police. Michael knew about this and wanted to smooth it out, so he had a personal conflict with Lynch. The conflict, what he did to beat Lynch later and who he was, has nothing to do with whether the tax office or even other federal departments have too much enforcement power. This is an isolated incident, and his purpose does not need anyone to explain everyone. Guess He must have wanted Lynch to drop the case.

A government official knew the law and violated the law, and in order to cover up the crime of his child, he tried to silence the plaintiff through violent coercion...

Seeing the gradual change in Director Johnson's face, Lynch knew that Director Johnson had figured it out, and he reminded softly, "This is murder!"

In an instant, Director Johnson's mind was confused. That's right, he really hated Michael now. This gossip made him disgraced and threatened his later life, but should he be so cruel?
He knows that everything is fake, but sometimes the people don't know, and with the help of people who care about it, as a victim, Lynch's rhetoric is the most recognized by the people. He has stood up and cooperated with him. The determination of the federal government to quell public opinion, Michael will inevitably become the target of thousands of people.

It's just... will it be too ruthless and use the future of a person or even a family as a bargaining chip?
Looking at the hesitant Commissioner Johnson, Lynch said in a low voice, "You are a good man, sir, but you should also know the seriousness of the matter. On the one hand, one family is full of bad deeds, making you and the citizens of Sabine hurt. The head of the investigative team with the brain, on the side of the many law enforcement agencies and the criminals who are celebrating. Sometimes we do have a hard time making a decision, but we have to make a decision..."

"One, or all, it's not that hard!"

(End of this chapter)