United states tax collector

"Don't refuse in a hurry. There is another policy in our black tax bill that you may not be aware of. For those who cooperate with us and contribute..."

David spoke out about the tax relief policy.

After hearing this, Atli was indeed moved immediately.

As an accountant, he is best at calculating accounts. If this tax exemption policy is lifelong, he can indeed save a lot of money every month.

But when he thought of handing over the ledger and seeing his boss Lin Qi's furious look, he shuddered in his heart.

Finally, he made a decision, gritted his teeth and refused: "Sorry, I can't do this, it will cause me to lose my job!"

David's face darkened and he said: "To tell you the truth, we can investigate your details clearly. The same goes for your boss. I only need this account book as a supplement. I hope you can cooperate. This will be good for everyone." !”

Atlee remained unmoved.

"If you are unwilling to cooperate, then come with us!"

David stood up, and so did Nissen beside him. The two of them stared at him unkindly.

Seeing this, Atli became anxious and asked with a guarded look: "What do you mean, I have agreed to pay taxes, what do you want to do?"

“According to black tax laws and regulations, the IRS has the right to arrest and try any criminal who evades taxes!”

Atli continued to argue: "But I have already agreed to pay taxes. Why are I evading taxes?"

"It has been more than a month since the Black Tax Act was introduced. As an accountant, you know about the Black Tax Act, but within this month, you have not taken the initiative to come to our IRS to file a declaration. Isn't this tax evasion?"

According to the regulations of the Black Tax Act, since the bill was passed by Congress, all criminals must take the initiative to declare to the IRS.

If you do not declare it proactively, it can be treated as tax evasion!

Of course, regulations are regulations. Most lawbreakers are illiterate and naturally won't pay attention to Congress or bills.

In this regard, the IRS will not pursue it too seriously. After all, it is just for money. As long as you are willing to pay taxes after they come to your door, everything else is easy to talk about.

But now, Atli is unwilling to cooperate, so David will naturally not be polite.

First, charge him with tax evasion to scare him. If that doesn't work, he will be detained at worst.

Anyway, the tax of more than 60,000 yuan is not very popular with David now.

"I have agreed to pay taxes, you...you can't charge me with tax evasion so randomly!"

Atli was a little panicked.

Why is everyone afraid of IRS inspectors?

It is because these people have so much power. Not only can they freeze personal accounts at will, but they also have the same law enforcement and arrest powers as the FBI.

If the other party insisted that he did not take the initiative to pay taxes in accordance with the regulations after the bill was introduced, then he would really be unable to defend himself.

"Let's go!"

Nissen didn't care about anything, he just wanted to drive Atli out.

Seeing that he was really about to take action, Atli couldn't hold it anymore and said in a slightly surrendered tone: "If I hand over the account book to you, how will I explain to my boss?"

The IRS has always punished tax evaders severely, and he really didn't want to be charged with this crime.

"With your ability, would you starve to death if you changed your boss?"

"..."

Atli was speechless.

But no matter what, it is better to be unemployed than to be charged with tax evasion and sent to jail. He reluctantly replied: "Okay, I will give you the account book, you won't trouble me anymore, right?"

"Of course, I have no enmity with you!"

Seeing David's shameless look, Atli felt extremely depressed and stopped talking nonsense. He turned around and walked into one of the rooms.

It seemed like 20 minutes passed.

He walked out, still holding a stack of newly printed information in his hand, and handed it to David: "This is what you want!"

David took it and looked at it, and after making sure there was nothing wrong with it, he stretched out his hand and said, "Thank you for your cooperation!"

Although he was extremely reluctant, Atli still forced himself to shake hands with David, and finally watched David and David leave with murderous eyes.

"Where are we going now?"

Nissen asked while buckling his seat belt after getting in the car.

"Chinatown!"

"OK!"

…

Chinatown, as the largest overseas Chinese community, exists in basically every major city in the United States.

Chinatown in Las Vegas is located on Spring Hill Avenue in the main street.

40 minutes had passed since the two arrived at the childhood home.

Parking the car, the two of them walked in.

On both sides of the street, bright signboards and lanterns were hung high. Some ancient buildings still maintained the traditional Chinese architectural style. Every brick and tile seemed to carry a long history.

The tempting aroma of food wafts from Chinese restaurants, including steamed buns, steamed buns, stir-fries, stews, and all kinds of Chinese food flavors mixed together, making people instantly feel like they are in China thousands of miles away.

In the streets and alleys, people converse in various dialects, including Cantonese, Mandarin, Hokkien, Teochew, etc. The interweaving of these dialects forms the unique language style of Chinatown.

It also made David feel like he was at home since his rebirth!

"What's wrong? Is this your first time here?"

Seeing David looking at the surrounding scene in a daze, Nissen on the side couldn't help but ask.

"Not really, let's go!"

Putting away his thoughts, David walked forward.

At the same time, in the central area of ​​Chinatown, there was a shop called ‘Luoyang Tea House’.

"Mr. Li, we have investigated and know very well what kind of business you are doing, so let's make a long story short. In accordance with the regulations of the Black Tax Act, pay the tax to our IRS, and we will turn around and leave without disturbing you. you!"

In the tea room, an old man with a goatee was sipping tea leisurely.

Directly opposite him, a man and a woman stared at him sharply. The words just now were said by the man among them.

"Really? Then what kind of business do you think I do?"

The old man with the goatee was still calm and calm, and he took a sip of tea unhurriedly.

"Hmph, isn't it just reselling antiques? Do you think you can hide it from the eyes of our IRS?"

The man snorted coldly.

The old man with the goatee shook his head and replied: "Two inspectors, I am just a teahouse owner, not an antique reseller. I think you have found the wrong person!"

Upon hearing this, the man and woman's expressions darkened, and then they turned to look at each other.

Yes, they did know the true identity of the old man in front of them.

But they only knew his identity. As for the antiques they resold and who they sold them to, they were not very clear about this information.

In other words, there is no very practical evidence.

As for why you dare to come to the door without substantive evidence?

Nowadays, the black tax bill and assessment period are constantly motivating inspectors across the country. How can inspectors have time to collect evidence for each case one by one?

Usually, they come to the door first, and then use the name of the IRS to threaten them. As for how much they can receive, it basically depends on luck.