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[Income Details: Dividends from organized large-scale drug trafficking...]

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[Tax Due: 8.316 million US dollars.]

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[Name: Abram.]

[Occupation: Core member of drug trafficking group.]

[Income: 21 million US dollars.]

[Income Details: Dividends from organized large-scale drug trafficking...]

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[Tax Due: 8.316 million US dollars.]

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[Name: Valenky Yevgeny]

[Occupation: Core member of drug trafficking group.]

[Income: 25 million US dollars.]

[Income Details: Dividends from organized large-scale drug trafficking...]

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[Tax Due: 9.9 million US dollars.]

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"Hehe, just 3 million to dismiss the Western Suburb Branch?"

After reviewing the drug traffickers' data, David couldn't help but sneer inwardly.

He knew from common sense how huge the profits from the drug business were in the entire Western Suburb area of Los Angeles, and yet the former director and now Deputy Director Muriel had been sent away with a mere 3 million, to put it rudely, this was a disgrace to the tax bureau.

This revenue collection model that sought efficiency without regard to the amount was also no wonder why the Western Suburb Branch, despite occupying such a large platform, had always had unsatisfactory tax performance every appraisal period.

In the midst of his thoughts, the inspectors had already completed their search; after confirming that these Bear Countrymen were not carrying any weapons, only then did they allow them to approach.

After arriving before David, they scrutinized him up and down, before Marcellus took the initiative to speak, "Director David, if there's anything, you can have someone below notify us. There's no need for you to personally come here yourself."

David responded expressionlessly, "I came here to show my respect for you, and I hope you can show the same respect for me."

"Of course, you are the head of the tax bureau for the Western Suburb Branch, in charge of the entire Western Suburb's tax work. Although we are Bear Countrymen, we naturally respect your authority within your jurisdiction," Marcellus said.

Marcellus was not foolish; he was aware that no matter how fierce his group was on the street, it was nothing in front of the tax bureau, a mammoth institution with powerful armed support, so his attitude was quite low.

"Since you respect me, then why when I clearly asked for your Rodrigozki to come back today and talk to me, he still didn't show up?" David inquired.

"You only sent the message yesterday, and our Rodrigozki is currently handling important matters in Bear Country and can't return promptly. Please understand...," they replied.

"Alright, let's not talk about his issue for now. As I know, you have reached an agreement with the former director, and now Deputy Director Muriel, to pay the Western Suburb Branch a tax of 3 million US dollars every month, correct?" David asked.

"Yes," they confirmed.

"Well, I'm sorry, but that agreement is now void!" David declared.

Upon hearing David's words, Marcellus and the other Bear Countrymen's expressions turned grim.

Valenky directly said, "Director David, that was an agreement we reached with your tax bureau; you can't just declare it void. The tax bureau is after all a formal law enforcement agency; you must honor the contract."

David looked at him and replied with disdain, "You are right, as a formal institution, we should honor contracts, but it seems you have forgotten who you are. With people like you, we apparently don't need to talk about honoring contracts."

These words angered the Bear Countrymen one by one.

They clearly heard David's mockery; they were engaged in the shady business of drug trafficking, something intolerable in the light of day - and with this kind of business, the tax bureau had every right to dictate terms!

Suppressing his anger, Marcellus responded, "That's not something you can say, Director David. Regardless of the industry, credibility is essential. Let's not dwell on that, since you, Director David, have personally come, out of respect for you, we are willing to pay an additional 2 million every month; let's just let this go, how about that?"

It seemed David was amused by this proposition, looking at Marcellus he said, "Marcellus, right? Our tax bureau's Under-the-Table Tax Act was passed on December 3rd, 2021, and as of now, your monthly dividends in your group amount to 7 million, which adds up to 21 million over the past few months. Just for your personal taxes due, it's over 8 million. "

"And you, Valenky, over these past few months, your monthly dividends in the group are even higher at 8 million, with your total income reaching 25 million, which means you need to pay 9.9 million in taxes to our tax bureau."

"As for you, Abram..."

"All of you combined, the taxes you need to pay over these few months amounts to 70 million, and you only want to pay a meager few hundred thousand to the tax bureau, are you treating us like beggars?"
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At these words, Marcellus and the other Bear Countrymen were stunned on the spot.

At the Western Suburbs Branch, save for loyal followers like Nisenbaki, Hakim and the other inspectors were also in a dumbfounded state.

The Western Suburb Branch naturally had investigated the Rodrigozki drug trafficking group.

They also knew that the income of this drug trafficking group would not be a small amount, but they had no choice, the group was too tough to crack and they had already reached an agreement with them to pay a tax of 3 million US dollars every month, so they could only let it be.

However, they had not expected that just the 11 core members of this group would owe as much as 70 million in taxes - a staggering astronomical figure.