Chapter 204: Kill a Chicken First_3
Additionally, last time they had given him a heads-up, and this time they had provided him with information about the various movie companies in Hollywood. Having accepted these favors, it wouldn't be good to snub them.
Moreover, it's possible that during the upcoming Hollywood tax investigation, he might need the help of the Kennedy Family to capture capital reactions.
Let her be the secretary then, it's no big deal to let her take on the role!
Upon hearing David agree, Selina revealed a triumphant smile.
...
Since David's arrival at the Western Suburb Branch, the media and online discussions never subsided, with everyone looking forward to the branch's actions.
However, to their disappointment, as the day ended, there were no signs the Western Suburb Branch was ready to take action; they would have to wait until tomorrow.
Late at night, at 77 Melrose Avenue, stood a 60-story building.
And at this time, at the top of the building, a group of bearded, hairy, and tall men were gathered in the hall, discussing.
"The new head of the IRS has requested a reinvestigation of our affairs, what do you guys think?"
"Damn it, those goddamn bastards at the IRS, aren't we giving them three million a month? What more do they want?"
"Those untrustworthy pricks at the IRS, taking our money and still wanting to investigate us, we agreed on three million and that's it. We won't pay a penny more, let him come and investigate if he dares!"
Indeed, the individuals gathered here were the core members of the Rodrigozki drug trafficking gang.
Upon hearing the news from the Western Suburbs Branch about reinvestigating them, these core members were cursing in Bear Country's language.
After a while, a heavily tattooed man sitting on a lone sofa said grimly, "The new chief isn't the previous Vivian, he's a tough one, and right upon taking office, he demanded to meet Rodrigozki, even asking Rodrigozki to fly back from Bear Country. He's quite aggressive."
"Indeed, before he was transferred here, he served in Las Vegas. Remember when there was a conflict with an Indian Tribe there? Without a second thought, he led an armed assault. In the end, the Indian Tribe had to begrudgingly submit, paying up and handing over people. He's not easy to deal with."
"Not just the Indian Tribe. I've looked at his file. He shook up the government in both Sparks and Henderson in Nevada State, sending many high-ranking officials to prison. You can say he plays both sides and is a tough nut to crack."
"..."
These Bear Countrymen were not all simple-minded brutes; among them were those with a clear head, aware of David's notoriety and feeling very apprehensive.
"Marcellus, I think we should give Rodrigozki a call. This matter has gone beyond our control."
The tattooed man known as Marcellus pondered for a moment before taking out his phone and dialing a number: "Mr. Rodrigozki, there's a situation in Los Angeles, and it goes like this..."
He laid out David's appointment and the fact that David was not someone to be trifled with.
After listening to the explanation, the voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time before responding, "Give them an additional two million, tell them that's our limit!"
"Very well, sir, but there's one more thing... He has requested... requested to speak with you, and he wants to meet you here in Los Angeles tomorrow..."
"Tell him I don't have time. The extra two million is to congratulate him on his new appointment as a tax gift, that's it!"
There was silence on the other end of the phone once more before a response came through, this time sounding a bit more weighty.
"Understood, sir, I will relay the message."
After ending the call, Marcellus's expression grew heavy.
He knew David was not someone to mess with, and now David had announced the intention to meet their boss the next day. What would happen if they couldn't meet was anyone's guess.
And the things one can't predict are often what people fear and worry about the most.
...
Time moved to 9 a.m. the next day.
After his conversation with Selina the previous day, David had left the Western Suburb Branch and rented a studio apartment close by at the fastest possible speed.
After a good night's rest, he was full of spirit today, ready to officially start making an impact on tax performance!
As soon as he arrived at his office, Hakim walked in with a grave look and said, "Chief, per your instructions yesterday, I've sent the message to the Rodrigozki gang. But as of now, there is no entry information for Rodrigozki."
David's expression darkened. He had gone to the trouble of sending a message, yet this guy still treated it like a breeze past his ear?
Could it be that he hadn't heard of David's reputation?
That seemed unlikely.
The promotional machine for the "God-Making Project" was massive, and his appointment was at the Western Suburb Branch. A large drug trafficking organization like Rodrigozki's couldn't possibly have missed it or failed to investigate his prior credentials.
That meant Rodrigozki was likely aware of David's style, but he had ultimately decided not to return from Bear Country to meet David.
Considering this, David's gaze gradually sharpened.
Good, as he was new to the office and looking to set fires, he might as well start with Rodrigozki, using his lesson to deter the criminal gangs throughout the Western Suburb!
"Where is their headquarters?"
"At the Kukur Building on Melrose Avenue."
"Get Nisen, Bucky, and Simmons' three inspection teams ready; follow me for a visit to meet them!"