American Tax Officer

Chapter 609: Chapter 307: Reaching an Agreement
 

“So, BOSS, how did the negotiations go this time? Were they smooth?”

Simmons abruptly shifted the topic.

David shook his head and said, “The three great families are very full of themselves. In their eyes, I’m just a tool that can be used for profit.”

Although the dialogue with the Ansa Group wasn’t exactly pleasant, it did allow him to discern their attitude toward him and get a gauge on their bottom line; the trip was worthwhile after all.@@novelbin@@

“This…”

Hearing this, Nisen Bakesimmons exchanged looks of consternation.

If it had been anyone else, they would have been up in arms already, but since the Ansa Group was so powerful, and David was only a district director, the disparity in their statuses was vast. It wasn’t strange that they didn’t take their director seriously.

“Let’s not talk about this anymore, everyone should rest early. Tomorrow, we’ll head back to Los Angeles.”

…

The next morning, David and his party returned to Los Angeles.

That noon, on Senado Island, a meeting of the Freemasonry was convened once again.

In the conference hall, all the members of The Seven Great Families, who controlled the Federal Reserve, were present. In addition, the Governor of California, Bogwana, the Disney Family, and members from both the political and business sectors had all gathered.

About five minutes later, Henrietta arrived at the main table with the help of a servant and said, “Tell me, how are things going with the White House?”

At that, everyone turned their gaze to a man in the center wearing a coffee-colored suit and glasses. His name was Kudus; he was currently the Deputy Assistant to the President at the White House, also known as the Deputy Chief of Staff.

The Freemasonry had entrusted him with the full responsibility of negotiating a presidential pardon for the Sackler family.

Bearing the scrutiny of so many eyes, Kudus’s face showed a trace of embarrassment, but he still gritted his teeth and said, “After the passage of the W Support Bill, I communicated to the President about this matter, but the President is reluctant to make this decision, I am very sorry, Mr. Henrietta…”

“Kudus, exactly how did you speak to the President? Did you convey our group’s intentions to him?”

Joshua Morgan’s voice carried a tone of questioning, clearly dissatisfied by the failure to persuade the President.

“I have conveyed it completely, and the President is indeed aware that this is the collective intent of our whole group. However, he said that since this involves the Ansa Group and the IRS, two major powers, he dares not act rashly and needs to think it over…”

“And how long does he plan to think it over?”

“This… I don’t know.”

“Useless!”

Listening to Joshua’s cursing, Kudus’s face was full of grievance. Although he was a member of the Freemasonry, at the White House he was just a Deputy Chief of Staff, and didn’t dare to pressure the President into making a decision.

“The W Support Bill has been passed for only three days; expecting the President to make a decision in such a short period isn’t very realistic.”

Rockefeller Family head Prescott did not get angry; he actually found the President’s refusal quite normal. However, his tone shifted as he seemingly recollected something, “Oh right, Joshua, wasn’t it that someone from the Illuminati came to see you last time? They also want to deal with David, they should also contribute, shouldn’t they?”

“They’re wary of David potentially targeting Bitcoin, so they’ve stated they won’t get involved personally, but they can provide us with financial support for the matter.”

Hearing Joshua’s words, many in the room appeared somewhat disappointed.

Although the Illuminati wasn’t as powerful as their Freemasonry, if both forces were to pressure the White House together, the likelihood of the White House caving in would be greater.

Unfortunately, the Illuminati, fearful of making a wrong move, dared not act personally, which meant one less ally for their cause.

“I feel that the White House’s current stance isn’t the most important issue. What’s most crucial is the Ansa Group’s attitude now. With the W Support Bill passed and their acquisition of 100 billion in funds, will they continue to resist us and keep David out of our reach?”

Bennett of the Disney Family raised a point that seemed to awaken the others present.

And Bogwana, reminded of something, looked around at everyone and said, “Oh right, the Ansa Group held a celebration last night in Washington D.C., and they invited David to attend. They definitely had a direct conversation, has anyone received any news from the event?”

“I did get some news…”

Everyone turned their heads to see that it was the deputy director of the FBI, Munoz, who had spoken.

“I have a reliable source. Last night’s banquet was attended by people from the four great families, who had a direct conversation with David. Although I do not know the specifics of the discussion, judging from messages from various channels, the Ansa Group will surely not give up on David, the goose that lays golden eggs, because there is a clause for additional funds following up in the W Support Bill…”

At these words, many faces in the room darkened.

Why had they waited until after the W Support Bill was passed to act against David?

To put it plainly, it was because they feared the Angsa people and didn’t want to openly go against them.

And if those Angsa people were to continue protecting David, it seemed they would be forced to tear off the facade regardless.

“But I think this is not the worst-case scenario for us.”

“Oh? Munoz, what do you mean by that?”

Many in the room were puzzled. If the Ansa Group continued to protect David, that was not the worst-case scenario, then what was?