American Tax Officer

Chapter 662: Chapter 333: First Day on the Job_2
 

Freemasonry was now plotting to abolish the “Black Tax Bill,” and he needed to gain control of the department soon to rest easy against these people.

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After several hours, David had finally understood some of the operational patterns and processes of the regulatory department and grasped the main focus of the previous management.

Strictly speaking, the previous Chief Inspector, Deputy Chief Inspector, and several regional managers had indeed been diligent and responsible. After the enactment of the “Black Tax Bill,” they had introduced several tax regulatory policies for different states, which had achieved certain effects.

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

“Gurgle gurgle…”

In his thoughts, a sound came that interrupted his thoughts; he looked up to see Hannah looking somewhat embarrassed, as she glanced at her watch—it was already 12:10 PM.

David said apologetically, “Sorry, I was a bit distracted just now. You go ahead and have lunch, and if we have time in the afternoon… we can talk more then.”

Yesterday, Obadiah had mentioned that there was a high-level meeting scheduled today to discuss Freemasonry’s plan to abolish the “Black Tax Bill,” so he wasn’t sure if he would have time in the afternoon.

“Okay.”

…

The Internal Revenue Service had its own dedicated cafeteria.

Not long after lunch, David received a notification from Obadiah, requesting him to come to the conference room on the 13th floor immediately.

When he arrived at the conference room, Obadiah Ville Tonghen and others were already there.

“David, take a seat here,” Donald pointed to a seat next to him, and David sat down with a touch of excitement.

Although he had long assumed the identity of a high-level official of the Internal Revenue Service, sitting here on equal footing with these influential figures gave him an indescribable feeling.

As his thoughts wandered, more people gradually arrived.

Following Obadiah’s cue, everyone started to delve deeply into Freemasonry’s planned abolition of the “Black Tax Bill” discussed last night.

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A week later.

East Coast of New York, Senado Island, in the manor’s conference room.

“Let’s hear it, how are things going?”

Henrietta spoke mildly from the head seat.

“Mr. Henrietta, under my lobbying, I’ve reached an agreement with 13 Congressmen and 5 Senators who will support our move to abolish the ‘Black Tax Bill’!” Joshua was the first to stand and boastfully make this announcement.

“I’ve also persuaded 9 Congressmen and 3 Senators, and they will support the abolition of the ‘Black Tax Bill’ too!” the head of the Rockefeller Family, Prescott, followed.

“From my end…”

Over the next period, the other major families, including some members of Freemasonry, also reported their successful lobbying efforts.

“If we add up all the votes… including our own people… we should have enough votes in both the Senate and House of Representatives…” Henrietta calculated thoughtfully.

“Yes, sir, hehe, and we owe much of this to David sabotaging himself by falling out with the Angsa people; otherwise, our chances of winning wouldn’t have been great!” Joshua sneered.

“Oh right, what kind of attitude do the Angsa people have now? Can they lend us a hand?”

Although on the surface, their votes in Congress were already enough to scrap the Black Tax Bill.

But in the history of the America Congress, there have been many instances where one side thought they had victory in the bag only to have things overturn when it came time to cast the votes.

Moreover, they were facing David, a ruthlessly cunning opponent.

Don’t be fooled by how many congressmen they’ve persuaded now, but who knows if these congressmen are actually under David’s control, feigning agreement with them.

If these people suddenly switch sides when the voting starts, causing them to lose the majority, then it would be game over.

So, if the Angsa people could lend them a hand, no matter how capable David was, he would just have to capitulate.

Joshua showed a hint of difficulty and said, “The day after the news of their fallout was released, I sent someone to talk to them. At first, those guys did seem a bit tempted, but they seemed to have some reservations in the end, and only agreed not to help David, just to stand by.”

“Is that so… Well, as long as they stand by, and nothing unexpected happens, we should have enough votes!”

“Mr. Henrietta, if I may be so bold, I think it’s a bit premature for us to be counting votes now!”

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Langman who had spoken.

Under everyone’s gaze, Langman explained, “You know, to abolish a bill, we first need to go through the legislative proposal, then committee deliberation, before it comes to voting. The legislative proposal is no problem, but the committee deliberation… as far as I know, the committee handling the Black Tax Bill consists of 13 members; if David manipulates more than seven members, then can we still cast our votes?”

At this statement, the expressions of everyone present changed.

Yes, many of them had only thought about how to secure enough votes to abolish the bill, but they had overlooked the first two steps of the process.

According to Langman, if David really did sway the majority of the committee members, then securing even more members would be pointless.

“Don’t worry about that, I’m obviously aware of this point. I have already talked to most of the members responsible for the Black Tax Bill committee, and they will not betray us!”

“I can guarantee this as well. The chairman of the committee handling the Black Tax Bill is somewhat related to me by marriage. I’ve talked to him, and the deliberation will definitely pass!”

Just when many people at the scene were feeling anxious, the statements from Joshua and Prescott steadied the morale.@@novelbin@@

With these assurances, Henrietta felt much more relieved and then turned to a man sitting in the crowd and asked, “Avrilor, how did the talks with those gang leaders you were to meet with go?”

When Congressman Phipps and others stood up to criticize the Black Tax Bill, many gang members had come forward, creating quite a stir.

According to Henrietta’s thinking, since they were now advocating for the repeal of the Black Tax Bill, they naturally wanted to mobilize criminals nationwide to join them in bolstering their cause.

“The Black Tax Bill has indeed caused these criminals a great deal of suffering for a long time. Seeing that we are preparing to stand up for them, they are eagerly on board; everything has been arranged, rest assured Mr. Henrietta!”

The man known as Avrilor declared confidently.

“Good, does anyone else have any concerns?”

“I actually have another question!”

Everyone turned their heads and saw that it was Langman speaking again. He continued, “The repeal of the Black Tax Bill is of great importance. Now that we no longer control News Corporation, and those three major media outlets are playing into David’s hands, we need an organization to spread the word, or how will people know about it?”

Henrietta nodded in agreement, then his gaze swept around the room, finally resting on a baby-faced man, before saying, “Zuckerberg, although your Facebook is a social media platform, it also serves as a media channel. As long as you take the lead in spreading the word, the three major media will have no choice but to report it, the task is yours!”

“Mr. Henrietta, I…”

Zuckerberg, the one being addressed, wore a pained expression; the fate of News Corporation was there for all to see, and it was certainly not unfounded to say he was scared.

“What’s there to hesitate about? Once the bill is repealed, he’s finished. What can he do to retaliate against you?”

“Alright then…”

Zuckerberg reluctantly agreed.

“Are there any more issues?”

Seeing that everyone else remained silent, Henrietta declared sternly, “Then let’s officially ‘declare war’ tomorrow!”