American Tax Officer

David thought for a moment and replied, "Only involving Rio City, Nevada, and not any other state, I can agree to your terms. As the IRS, we have an obligation to maintain confidentiality of client information, and we would be responsible if it leaked out. You can rest assured on this matter!"

Although he knew GCO's business spanned the entire United States, and he could at any time extort money from GCO Prisons in any state if he wished.

But now was a critical time for the Black Tax Bill, and with only a few days left, he didn't want to press the other party too hard and cause them to act rashly out of desperation.

In any case, securing this tax revenue and ensuring his election to the Deity Project was of utmost importance.

"Wait... what I mean is that it only involves the prison in Rio City, Nevada, you can't touch other locations at all."

Caroline, as the astute CEO of GCO Corporation, certainly knew what she was doing.

Her purpose was actual to limit David's taxation outreach exclusively to her prison in Nevada, barring him from tampering with her institutions elsewhere.

This too was a way for GCO Corporation to retain its maximum benefits.

David was no fool, either; he had deduced her intent the moment she spoke, and he replied, "This I can't promise for the moment. As some of you might know, our IRS has recently launched a Deity Project, and I need to win it. Of course, if this tax payment is enough for my election, then I can give your other prisons a break."

Though this tax revenue would allow him to immediately leapfrog Bellamy Hardy and Brown Soros by a large margin, those two were holding their ground in major platforms like Los Angeles and New York, and their connections were not ordinary, so he couldn't guarantee a sure win.

Therefore, he needed GCO Corporation's endorsement in terms of tax achievements.

Caroline didn't quite understand the matter of the Deity Project and looked towards the other executives present.

Quickly, an executive who knew the inside scoop whispered into her ear.

A few minutes later, with the full picture grasped, Caroline, chin in hand, thought for a moment and then said, "Director David, you're treating us like a consortium backing your campaign now. What benefits do we get in return?"

"Haven't I already agreed not to mess with your prisons in other states? Isn't that benefit enough for you?"

Caroline eyed David carefully for a while and finally said, "Nearly 80 million, that's not a small sum. We need a bit of time to prepare."

"Of course..."

In the subsequent time, David and the people from GCO Corporation discussed the specifics of the funds transfer and which branch it would go to, and then he left the company's premises with Nisen and several others.

With nearly 80 million in tax revenue about to come into his hands, both David and the trio of Nisen Bakesimmons were in high spirits.

Nisen asked, "Chief Tax Officer, are we heading back now or...?"

"No rush. Let's find a restaurant for a full meal first, then take our time to visit this 'City of Angels'!"

Although there were only four days left until the cut-off date for the assessment, not only was David about to receive tens of millions, but he also had the 'vigorous support' of the large company GCO, so the Deity Project seemed like a sure thing. There was no longer the same urgency as before; it was time for a bit of relaxation.

Upon hearing they would take their time in the city, Nisen and the others became excited on the spot.

Due to the Deity Project, they had been under tremendous pressure recently, toiling daily like dogs, and now they finally had a chance to catch their breath.

Before long, at the Long Beach Branch.

Trollope rushed into Bellamy's office in a panic and said, "There's bad news, Chief Tax Officer."

"What is it?"

Bellamy's attention was immediately piqued as he knew all too well the nature of his subordinate; Trollope would not be this flustered unless something serious had occurred.

"Our intelligence officers and systems have just detected GCO Corporation is moving a significant amount of funds."

"Is that so?!"

If it were any other time, GCO Corporation moving a large amount of funds wouldn't be a concern, but David was at GCO, and now they were suddenly gathering a substantial sum—something quite suspicious.

Bellamy quickly asked again, "Could it be a routine fund transfer?"

"I checked. The funds GCO suddenly mobilized are not for regular business, and as for what it is for, the company is being very secretive, only citing 'corporate confidentiality.' But this has absolutely something to do with David!"

Upon hearing Trollope's words, Bellamy became anxious and promptly asked, "How much are they gathering?"

"Specific figures are still unclear, but at least fifty million for sure!"

"What did you say?!"

This time, Bellamy could not sit still.

Throughout this period, his tax performance had consistently been tightly chased by David, and only after much exertion did he finally manage to create a gap of a few million dollars.

If the fifty million GCO Corporation was raising was indeed meant to be handed over to David as tax performance, then as far as the Deity Project was concerned, he might as well concede defeat!

"Wait a minute..."

Bellamy seemed to recall something and furiously said, "Didn't you tell me GCO Corporation had intricate relations with FBI, CIA, and the Justice Department that made it tough to tackle? How did he pull it off?"

"This..."

Trollope was at a loss for words. Chapter Read: