American Tax Officer

Trollope scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "He didn't really do anything, just disappeared for two or three hours right under our noses. What could he possibly have done..."

"If he couldn't do much, then how could..."

"Bang!"

Just as Bellamy was about to say something else, the door was pushed open with a bang, and an inspector rushed in, saying, "Director David, the GCO funds—the director has ordered Lance, the Tax Investigator, to personally take over. Right now, it's going through the unfreezing process..."

Hearing this, Bellamy turned ashen, slumping into his chair weakly and lifelessly.

It seemed that their director, was so afraid that he would try to stall for time or mess things up that he had personally decided to take over the unfreezing work.

That meant the evidence David held in his hand must have had an even greater impact on their director than he had imagined.

Just thinking about the funds entering David's account, and the tax performance that would reach 150 million after, plunged him into darkness about his own life...

...

In the waiting room at Long Beach International Airport.

"All right, since it's unfrozen, you guys make the transfer," said David.

"Okay, I'll transfer it immediately."

David hung up the phone; it was Caroline from GCO who had informed him that the funds had been cleared by the Long Beach Branch.

Next, David went through his contacts, found Director Saxton's number, and dialed: "Director Saxton, the funds are about to be deposited. Be on the lookout, and once it's received, please transfer it over to me."

In the Sand Bay Branch, Saxton was also overjoyed at the news, replying continuously, "Don't worry, Director David, I will transfer it to you at top speed."

"That's good..."

About twenty minutes after ending the call, a tax payment of 79,636,000 US dollars was deposited into the account of the Sand Bay Branch.

Instead of immediately celebrating upon receiving the funds, the Sand Bay Branch gathered the receiving personnel and swiftly transferred sixty percent of it—exactly 56 million US dollars—to the Lake District Sub-Bureau Branch.

This sudden influx of a huge sum shocked everyone at the Lake District Sub-Bureau Branch, and it wasn't until William called David that they understood it was actually a tax payment.

After that, the Lake District Sub-Bureau Branch also deposited the 56 million tax dollars into David's account with the utmost speed.

This deposit raised David's tax performance from 69.11 million US dollars to 1.25 billion, leapfrogging over Los Angeles's Bellamy Hattie and New York's Brown Soros.

Such an unusual movement on the tax performance leaderboard naturally caused shock among many tax inspectors nationwide.

"My God, what's going on with David? How did his tax performance suddenly increase by 56 million?"

"Heavens, what did he do to receive such a huge sum from those criminals? How can there be such a staggering tax performance?"

"We always thought that the chosen one for this 'Deification Project' would be Bellamy or Brown, but who could have imagined that David, who had been trailing those two, would leap ahead just like that? Maybe he is the final boss!"

Most tax inspectors across the nation were unaware of the GCO matter or the freezing of the funds.

They only knew that David had suddenly logged 56 million in tax performance, not only creating the largest instance of black tax since the inception of the black tax law but also potentially delivering a knockout blow to Bellamy and Brown.

In Manhattan, New York, at the Manhattan Branch.

Brown was assigning tasks to his subordinates, planning to widen the tax performance gap further by taking advantage of David's setback from his frozen funds.

But just then, someone pushed open the door to his office. A Deputy Tax Inspector came in and said, "Not good, Brown, David has surpassed you on the tax performance leaderboard."

"Huh?"

Upon hearing this, Brown felt his brain short-circuit.

Weren't David's funds frozen by the Long Beach Branch? How could he have surpassed him?

"Damn it, it really is!"

Kelly had already taken out her phone and opened the tax performance list. When she saw that David was currently ranked first, she almost couldn't believe her eyes.

Brown then came to his senses, stepped next to Kelly, and looked at the screen. Seeing his own name squeezed down to second place, he became infuriated and cursed loudly, "What the hell is going on, can someone fucking tell me?"

"It's impossible for him to have obtained such a sum of tax money in such a short period. The only possibility is that the Long Beach Branch unfroze the funds for him!"

Kelly's words made Brown realize that it might indeed be the case. He immediately picked up his phone and called Bellamy, demanding, "Tell me, Bellamy, has your Long Beach Branch unfrozen David's funds?"

"If you already guessed it, why ask me?"

"You fucking... bastard, didn't we agree beforehand, why would you do this?"

"You think I wanted this? You should probably ask our Director Ducray about this, beep, beep, beep..."

"Damn it!"

Listening to the beeping sound from the phone, Brown swore again, furiously smashing his phone on the ground.

Even though, for now, David's tax performance was only 30 million ahead of him.

It must be noted, he had been pulling out all the stops this evaluation period, and only then had he managed to collect just over 90 million in tax performance.

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