American Tax Officer

But he didn't find it strange.

The Camora Family, originated from a mafia family on the island of Sicily in Italy, and their father, Old Camorra, had crossed the ocean to Los Angeles last century to make a living. With his ruthless methods and exceptional intellect, he gradually became the underground emperor of Los Angeles.

As time entered the twenty-first century, the Camora Family knew that they couldn't survive on traditional violence and bloodshed alone, and gradually began to legitimize their operations.

In fact, they indeed succeeded. Just take the three siblings, for example; they all now have the status of celebrities in the public eye.

However, no matter how successful their legitimization or how reputable their status, the fact remained that they were steeped in darkness, and beneath that gleaming facade lurked drug trafficking, violence, murder, and all sorts of filthy deeds.

In Director David's jurisdiction, the Western Suburb, the Rodrigozki Group originally had a cooperative relationship with the Camora Family.

By destroying this group and punishing the drug dealers big and small in his jurisdiction, David indirectly affected the interests of the Camora Family.

Therefore, it was normal for them to harbor hatred towards him.

But David felt that these three should actually be grateful that their stronghold wasn't in the Western Suburbs. Otherwise, when he first took office, he wouldn't have targeted the Rodrigozki but would have gone after the so-called Camora Family instead!

The atmosphere at the event had become tense the moment David entered, and at this point, as the host, Senator Phipps naturally couldn't sit still. He immediately came forward and clicked his tongue, saying, "My, my, I didn't expect our renowned Director David to have time to come here today. Your presence really adds luster to my banquet!"

[Name: Phipps Pempe.]
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[Profession: Congressman of America.]

[Income: Sixteen Thousand US Dollars, illegal income: Six Hundred Thousand US Dollars.]

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[Tax due: Two Hundred and Thirty-Seven Thousand and Six Hundred US Dollars.]

After perusing through Phipps's profile without changing his expression, David sneered and said, "Senator Phipps, your banquet is quite the grand affair, with many supporters indeed."

"Hahahaha."

Phipps became smug. After all, he was a Congressman, a man of high status and influence. Who in the political and business circles of Los Angeles would dare not to give him face?

Moreover, the guests who came today were not just showing face; the introduction of the black tax law had actually affected not only the real criminals but also the officials.

After all, crows everywhere are equally black; which official would dare say they haven't taken some under-the-table money?

And once they've taken it, they have to watch out for the IRS. The key issue is not just being targeted by the IRS and paying taxes, but also being recorded in the IRS's database, which amounts to putting oneself in the hands of the IRS.

So, to be honest, the reason these officials came here today was not only to show respect to Congressman Phipps but also in the hope that he could push in Congress to see if this law could be repealed.

Even if the law couldn't be repealed, cutting out some of the provisions, like excluding bribery from taxable income, would be excellent for them.

"Just not sure how much will be left after today."

Phipps, who was feeling proud, was startled by these words and was just about to ask David what he meant when he realized David had already walked over to Deputy Mayor Florenzo not far away. Phipps frowned and watched.

Over there, Deputy Mayor Florenzo of the City of Los Angeles City Hall felt a sudden unease in his heart as he saw David walking toward him.

"Deputy Mayor Florenzo."

"Director David."

Seeing that David had approached, Florenzo had no choice but to gather his thoughts and extend his hand.

"Deputy Mayor Florenzo..."

David waved him over, motioning for him to lean in his ear, which, though somewhat dissatisfied, Florenzo did.

Soon, David's whisper entered Florenzo's ear, and his face changed dramatically. He abruptly looked up at David and said with a hint of unease, "What do you want?"

"Deputy Mayor Florenzo, is this banquet important to you?"

After a pause, Florenzo replied, "Not particularly."

"Then what are you still doing here?"

Now, Florenzo understood what David meant. After an internal struggle, he chose not to utter any words of rebuttal. Instead, he walked over to Phipps and said, "I apologize, Congressman Phipps, I have an urgent matter to deal with, so I must leave."

Doing so might displease Phipps, but Florenzo's weakness was now in David's grasp, and since David had indeed sent other deputy mayors to prison, Florenzo didn't dare to take the risk.

After these words, Phipps was stunned. It took him a while to pull a face and say, "Deputy Mayor Florenzo, the banquet has just begun..."

"I'm truly sorry, but it is an emergency, goodbye!"

With that, Florenzo didn't linger any further and turned to leave, leaving Phipps standing there with a darkened face.

But soon, Phipps thought of something and suddenly looked up in David's direction. It was after David had spoken with Florenzo that the deputy mayor suddenly excused himself and left.

Could it be... he was threatened by David?

As he was speculating about this possibility, he saw David step towards the Chief of the Los Angeles Police Department, Hanson.

And shortly after they talked, Hanson also approached him with a grim face, causing Phipps's heart to skip a beat.