The daily life of American TV agents

Chapter 411 Crime Tax

Los Angeles is the second largest city in the United States. Although it is second, in some respects, it is even a little stronger than New York, which ranks first.

After all, New York's No. [-] ranking is more due to the fact that Wall Street vampires use financial leverage to plunder the wealth of the world, while Los Angeles, at least its technology companies and film and television industries are much more reliable, so it is a matter of course that it has become an important tax source for the United States. one.

Of course, such a large place has a corresponding decent tax agency, and the Los Angeles Taxation Bureau manages it in a unified way, but not everyone will pay taxes obediently.

For example, the Los Angeles bankers who have not paid a penny of tax before, who follow the example of Wall Street financiers, need the special operations team under Ron to arm them to collect taxes.

Anyway, this part of the income, if it is not collected by Ron's powerful armament, is basically equivalent to nothing, so it can earn a little bit. It is probably out of such considerations that the financial executives gave Ron [-]% of the special operations team. revenue share.

But although there are many thorns, there are only a few thorns that can be easily handled by Ron. Those big companies often have their own lobby groups, and their influence in the government is not weaker than that of a federal employee like Ron.

Even, even though Ron is now a member of Tesla's board of directors, he still has no influence on the company's decision-making, because almost all shareholders of the entire board of directors, except for Ron himself, are indirectly held by Musk. Supported investment companies.

So... yes, the result is that Ron can't even collect Tesla's taxes!

You may not believe it, but besides the taxes contributed by the bankers, the biggest source of funding for Ron's special operations team is the drug tax collected from Uncle Fried Chicken!
Of course, this kind of situation is not unique to Los Angeles, and the establishment of special operations teams like Ron is not unique in Los Angeles, but coincidentally, the bulk of their tax revenue is invariably the same. Vibrant social organization.

Even in some places, such as Chicago, the taxes collected by the special operations team from the gangs are even higher than the taxes collected by the tax bureau!
The reason is very simple. There are many ways for large enterprises not to pay taxes, and even the top rich people who own these enterprises do not pay a penny. Most of the taxes are almost entirely borne by small and medium-sized enterprises and the middle class. Therefore, in some economic conditions that are not particularly In a good area, or an area with a relatively developed criminal industry, it is normal that the tax revenue they create is not as good as the tax revenue from crime.

Ridiculous, right?But this is America.

So, in fact, even without this incident, Ron has been considering the idea of ​​collecting crime taxes in Los Angeles. This time, he just announced it by the way through this incident.

He has a big game in mind, but he has to take it step by step. The first step is to renegotiate with Uncle Fried Chicken, one of the role models of the underworld in Los Angeles.

"You may like to know that the gangsters in Los Angeles are now discussing how to get rid of you? I didn't expect you to be sitting in my shop eating fried chicken."

Uncle Fried Chicken finished his work at the counter, wiped his hands with a paper towel, and sat across from Ron.

From his kind smile and clean and tidy suit, no matter how you look at it, he looks like a serious businessman selling fried chicken. No matter what, he can't be connected with the largest drug dealer in the United States, but even though he smiles like a harmless human being Like the uncle next door, the coldness in his tone and eyes still revealed a sense of danger.

The threat is self-evident.

"That only shows that they are a group of short-sighted guys, but I believe you are different from their scumbags. There is no reason why you can't see that this is also an opportunity, an opportunity to bring illegal income into the sun." Ron said carelessly. Wiping his mouth with a napkin, he didn't pay attention to the threats in Uncle Fried Chicken's words.

"What? Don't you think it's better for us to pay the tax to the whole underworld?" Uncle Fried Chicken took out his mobile phone from his pocket: "Believe it or not, I will send a message to tell them that you are in my shop, and it will take less than 20 minutes. At least five groups of people will rush into the store and beat you into a sieve with random guns."

"Then they can try it. I guarantee that before they have time to enter the store, they will be broken, their limbs will be poured with cement, and they will be thrown into Los Angeles Bay."

Ron stood up and waved his hand from the window. Uncle Fried Chicken looked in that direction. A man and a woman set up a heavy machine gun on the roof of the opposite building, and the muzzle of the gun was facing this direction.

Negotiating with a big drug lord like Uncle Fried Chicken, Ron will never be able to pin his safety on the other party's keeping promises or kindness. Every intersection in the nearby streets is controlled by Ron's men. It is said that it is to deal with a few gangsters, even if it is to lead them to attack the White House, it is not too difficult to hijack the president.

Even the fried chicken that Ron just ate in front of the fried chicken book was not just bought from the store, but arranged for someone to bury it in the portable space one day in advance, so that when no one noticed him , out of a temporary package.

Again, you can never be too careful when negotiating with a sinister, cunning, and scheming drug lord like Uncle Fried Chicken.

Knowing that his little threat was useless, Uncle Fried Chicken simply put his phone on the table: "Tell me about your reason for coming, I don't think you can come here because the food in my store is delicious."

"Of course, that's only part of the reason," Ron said straight to the point: "I'm here to tell you great news. I'm going to reduce your tax from [-]% to [-]%. Why? Like? Are you happy?"

"What do you want from me?" Uncle Fried Chicken, as an old drug lord who has been in the underworld for many years, of course knows the truth that it is impossible to fall into the sky.

The kind smile on Uncle Fried Chicken's face disappeared, and instead he looked back and forth at Ron's face with cold eyes, as if he wanted to know what kind of tricks this tax official, who had suffered a big loss, was thinking about.

But this time, Ron didn't make a fool of himself: "I think you already know what happened yesterday. Those Eastern European gangsters who were released by me should have spread my words to the entire underworld. From now on, all The drug trade is taxed at [-]%, and there is no reason to tax you at the original tax rate."

"Not only that, I don't care how you earn the money after paying the tax. It's all counted as legal income here, and you can spend it as you want. I guarantee that at least the tax bureau will not have anyone , Because this is going to trouble you, of course, whether the FBI and CIA will trouble you is not my business."

"I don't think it's that simple." Fried Chicken Uncle pushed his glasses and said calmly, "Why did you come to me first?"

"Of course it's because your business is big enough to set an example for everyone." Ron pushed a tax bill in front of Uncle Fried Chicken: "From now on, I want you to send someone every month Come to my IRS Special Operations Team and pay your taxes!"

In the past, when Ron collected taxes from Uncle Fried Chicken, he sent someone to drive a truck. Uncle Fried Chicken loaded a suitcase full of cash on the car, and Ron's men put the tax payment voucher in Uncle Fried Chicken's hands. , The trading location has always been randomly arranged by Uncle Fried Chicken, and no one knows.

But now, if this method of door-to-door tax payment is changed, everyone will know that Uncle Fried Chicken has paid taxes to the IRS.

This is tantamount to stomping Uncle Fried Chicken's face on the ground. You must know that the most important thing in gangsters is face. If face is gone, how can you let the people below convince you?

There is no need for other drug gangs to come and attack. If the fried chicken loses, his younger brother will replace him with the general.

What's more, this kind of voluntary visit to pay taxes is basically equivalent to announcing to everyone the cooperative relationship between Uncle Fried Chicken and IRS. Even if he didn't do anything, other drug dealers would take it for granted that he betrayed everyone and took refuge in The police are bound to be mobbed by everyone.

"Why do you think I'll agree?" Uncle Fried Chicken slapped the table, gritted his teeth and popped out a few words. The anger on his face was visible to the naked eye. If anger could kill people, Ron would definitely be burned to death by now. ash.

But unfortunately not.

"You are a smart person, and the benefits I can bring you," Ron looked straight into Uncle Fried Chicken's eyes without any fear: "Los Angeles is too small. In this place, one businessman is enough for every kind of business." What do you think?"

Ron's words caused Uncle Fried Chicken to extinguish half of his newly ignited anger and sat back on his seat, and his tone eased: "I think so too, but I don't think other colleagues are willing to give up what they have in their hands. Territory, unless someone can help me get them out together."

"This is a good thing." Ron's heart moved. He was not afraid that the fish would eat the fish food, but he was afraid that the fish would not bite the hook. Obviously, the bait thrown by Ron successfully aroused the interest of Uncle Fried Chicken.

Uncle Fried Chicken's reaction was within Ron's expectations. There are four major drug dealers entrenched in the underground of Los Angeles. According to their sources, they are the Mexican gang, the Colombian gang, the Eastern European gang, and the Asian gang.

Among them, the Mexican gang to which Uncle Fried Chicken belongs is mainly responsible for the work of drug production, and Uncle Fried Chicken himself developed it. Through the form of fried chicken chain stores, it radiates to distribution points across the United States. Of course, its main business is methamphetamine. host.

The business content of the Colombian gang is similar to that of the Mexican gang, but their main products are heroin and hallucinogens.

The Eastern European gangs, the Dayi forces, mainly control the sales channels for exporting drugs, such as Europe and Australia.

Although the four forces have been in a relatively peaceful state, no matter who they are, they all have the intention of annexing the other three.

"You know, as a member of the federal government, the embodiment of justice and fairness, the IRS can never get involved in the drug business. In fact, I have a deep hatred for drugs. If I could, I would like to kill you scum Get rid of it!" Ron said categorically, and Uncle Fried Chicken sneered at his remarks.

Immediately afterwards, Ron changed the subject, and his tone became ambiguous again:
"However, even if you get rid of your scumbags today, another group of scumbags will come to this place to sell drugs tomorrow, and I prefer acquaintances to dealing with strangers.

Furthermore, the laws of the federal government entrust us with the obligation to protect the legitimate rights and interests of every citizen who pays taxes according to the law. I think this obligation should include cracking down on non-paying competitors who conduct vicious competition in taxpayers' business, and ensuring the personal safety of taxpayers. Obligation, what do you think? "

"That's very reasonable." Uncle Fried Chicken clapped his hands and applauded: "When are you going to attack them?"

"I don't know." Asked the key question, Ron spread his hands: "Actually, as a law enforcement officer who has just arrived, I don't know anything about the situation in the underground world. If not, we don’t even know where the person is, so what can we do?”

Ron has an elite combat force in his hands, but the elite is elite, but there is not enough manpower. In a short time, Ron has no plans to increase the number of staff. With this manpower, he can't manage it at all. Tax collection is simply a fantasy, or it is simply impossible.

But Ron is not helpless.

For example, among these hungry wolves, it would be a good idea to choose the most powerful one as the alpha wolf to manage the entire wolf pack on his own behalf.

Because he is the head wolf, he must know the behavior of other hungry wolves well. In order to ensure his leadership position, he will not hesitate to betray other hungry wolves to curry favor with the leaders at the top of the food chain.

But at the same time, this method also distinguishes him from other hungry wolves. No group welcomes informers or betrayers. Once he chooses this path, Uncle Fried Chicken will be deeply bound to Ron.

As for why you choose Uncle Fried Chicken?
One is that Ron has worked with him for such a long time, and they have formed a certain tacit understanding with each other. The other is that the power behind Uncle Fried Chicken is not simple. It can spread drug sales networks all over the country without attracting the attention of the public. Yes, among all the forces that Ron knows, only the CIA can do this. Simply put, Uncle Fried Chicken's drug force is a spokesperson for the CIA to raise funds.

Ron tapped on the table lightly, his eyes sharp: "Unless someone in the know is willing to tell me where the drug dealers who don't pay taxes are hiding?"

To put it bluntly, Ron, this is what makes fried chicken lose its name.

Uncle Fried Chicken gritted his teeth, but he was helpless, unable to make a decision for a while, Ron's current situation continued to increase the defense line in her heart: "I have already communicated the tax rate of all crime taxes through Eastern European punks, and I will strictly follow it." Taxes at this rate, but only so much, understand?"

"I don't mind that when you pay your taxes, you can also hand over the taxes of other friends." Ron continued to seduce with a devilish tone.

Uncle Fried Chicken was finally moved: "I...did it!"

(End of this chapter)