socalfunplaces Chapter 376
Chapter 376
On the second day, the investment circle of the Lighthouse Country was flooded with news.
"Madoff Securities Investment Company has fully implemented electronicization."
"Madoff Private Club, a private club that you can only look up to forever."
"A mysterious tycoon invested 100 million US dollars in Madoff to reveal the secrets of the world of the rich."
"Madoff announced his participation in the election for the next chairman of the Federal Reserve."
"Madoff fully acquired Nasdaq."
...
The three words "Madoff" topped the list and were constantly searched.
One by one, whether true or false, the news was touching Madoff.
On this day, Madoff became the most eye-catching news figure in the entire Lighthouse.
As for Fengyun, he was hiding his merits and fame, and he had to visit another person.
IRS headquarters.
Director's office.
"Hello, Director Rick, my name is Fengyun, and I am the agent of Crow All Products. General Cook of the CIA introduced me here." Fengyun introduced himself to the boiled egg head in front of him.
"Okay, Mr. Feng, that bastard Cook has already told me about your deeds.
What I don't understand is, as a black trader intermediary, why are you here in my IRS? Do you have a change of heart and want to pay us taxes?"
Cook had informed him in advance that a person in charge of a black trader intermediary wanted to meet him and hoped that he could spare some time to meet him.
Moreover, Cook repeatedly emphasized that the person he was meeting was an oriental man. Although his words were very tempting, you'd better not believe a word of them.
With Cook's introduction, Director Rick suddenly became particularly interested in Fengyun.
"Oh, my dear Director Rick, I'm here to discuss cooperation. This is a small gift, not a respect."
While speaking, Fengyun placed a check for one million dollars on Rick's desk.
Rick's eyes shrank sharply, and his face suddenly became very cold.
"Mr. Feng, what do you mean? Are you trying to bribe me? Do you want me to help your company evade taxes?"
Every year, the capitalists who want to bribe Rick offer 8,000 if not 10,000, but Rick always refuses them mercilessly.
Sitting in his position, he enjoys more the pleasure that power brings him.
He is a man with aspirations.
"No, no, no, Director, this is not my personal tribute to you, but my donation to our IRS.
For the country's tax revenue, everyone is working hard, they are really too hard, so this little meaning here represents my little gratitude for everyone's work.
It is because everyone works so hard that our citizens can live a happy life today."
After listening to Fengyun's words, Rick smiled.
"Mr. Feng, as far as I know, you are not from our Lighthouse Country, right?"
Rick suddenly felt that Cook's words were right, and this Fengyun was indeed very interesting.
"Mr. Director, it doesn't matter what country I am from. I will be from any country that needs me." Fengyun said without any bottom line.
"You businessmen really have no bottom line." Rick said jokingly.
"Thank you for the compliment. This is the greatest compliment to me."
Shameless people are invincible.
Cook has no experience with such shameless people.
Even the most despicable politicians in Congress seem to have higher moral standards than Fengyun.
"Okay, Mr. Feng, can you tell me why you came to see me? I don't want to waste our precious time on these meaningless arguments? As you can see, I have to deal with a lot of official documents every day."
Rick complained, pointing to the piles of documents on the table.
"Director Rick, I would like to ask, what is the scope of taxation of our IRS?" Fengyun suddenly changed the topic that made Rick a little puzzled.
However, he still answered as a matter of course: "Of course, all the tax residents of the Lighthouse Country will be taxed on their income worldwide."
"Oh." Fengyun nodded.
"But I heard that there are many gang members who don't pay taxes, is that right? My dear director."
When Rick heard Fengyun talk about this topic, he was obviously stunned.
Then he cursed: "Those damn bastards are like ground rats all day long.
They really have a way of concealing their income, just like ground rats hiding all their property in batches, and they are well-organized and ruthless. It is difficult to find evidence of their tax evasion.
There are also Fobole and state police, those who only eat and don't work., they couldn't find much concrete evidence.
More importantly, these damn bastards only like to use cash for transactions, boxes of cash, if they are not caught on the spot, there is no evidence at all..."
Fengyun's words attracted a lot of complaints from Director Rick.
In a word, it's not that their IRS doesn't want to collect taxes from these gangsters, it's just too difficult and hard to collect.
"Director Rick, don't get excited, as long as you think seriously, there are always more ways than difficulties, right? In fact, the purpose of my coming here is to discuss cooperation for this matter.
My organization, Crow All Products, Mr. Rick must have heard of it, right?"
Rick didn't hide it and nodded.
"Yes, I heard from that bastard Cook that you Crow All Products are a mysterious black intermediary. What does this have to do with you?"
"Director Rick, our organization is preparing to develop a new business. If we have mastered the income of these gangsters through our own channels, then can you IRS levy taxes on this part? "
"Of course, paying taxes is an obligation, and it is the duty of every citizen of the Lighthouse Country." Director Rick said without hesitation.
"If, I mean if, if we, Crow All Products, provide you with this kind of income evidence, I wonder what benefits we will get?"
"We, the IRS, will give you a medal of honor."
Feng Yun spread his hands and smiled helplessly: "Mr. Director, we are not three-year-old children, please don't tease us in this way."
Give a medal of honor? Do they need this kind of honor as black intermediaries?
"Then what do you want?"
"Share, no less than 50% of the share, if you still need it, we can collect taxes on your behalf." Feng Yun stated his purpose.
"You, are going to collect taxes from those gangs?" Rick asked in disbelief.
"Yes, Director, you heard it very clearly. The new business that we, Crow All Products, are going to open is to collect taxes on behalf of others."