American Tax Officer

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At 7 p.m., Long Beach District, George Hotel.

"Senator Phipps, we love you!"

"Senator Phipps, when the midterm elections start, I will definitely cast my sacred vote for you!"

"Senator Phipps, you are our savior!"

As the time for the dinner approached, a large group of lawbreakers had already gathered at the hotel entrance, holding banners and chanting various slogans.

"Hello everyone, this is the 'Los Angeles Times', as you can see now, many people have arrived at the entrance of the hotel to express their support for Senator Phipps. Tonight, a dinner will be held here, where celebrities from various fields will be invited to attend. Let's see if there will be any 'special circumstances'."

"..."

Besides the gangs of lawbreakers who had come to express support, all the major television stations were also present, broadcasting live.

Since Senator Phipps posted on Twitter this morning, the IRS and Western Suburb Branch had been silent.

And now, Phipps had come directly to Los Angeles, holding a dinner here to invite celebrities from all walks of life. In fact, this was tantamount to a provocation to the IRS.

Given Director David and the Western Suburbs Branch's usual style of conduct, it was impossible for them to sit idly by, so many people were guessing that tonight's dinner might have some unforeseen incidents.

"Bureau Chief Hanson is here."

"Deputy Mayor Florenzo has arrived."

"Senator Kahari is here."

As the time neared eight o'clock, the arrival of celebrities from all walks of life also elicited cheers from the media and the public at the scene.

Meanwhile, inside the hotel lobby, Senator Phipps, the host of the event, dressed in a sharp new black suit and swept back hair, descended the stairs to greet the guests.

Seven or eight minutes later, Periste arrived with two men and a woman and introduced them: "Senator Phipps, this is Mr. Rickel Camorra, this is Mr. Bowersen Camorra, and this is Ms. Victoria Camorra."

Upon hearing these three names, a sharp look flashed in Senator Phipps' eyes before he said cheerfully, "So these are the renowned Camora siblings, an honor to meet you..."

"Senator Phipps, it's a pleasure to meet you." Experience new stories on empire

While the dinner was in full swing inside, outside the hotel's front door, a commotion ensued."

"The Western Suburbs Branch's 'hawks' are here!"

"David, that 'executioner', has arrived too."

"..."

Indeed, the people from the Western Suburb Branch and Director David had arrived at the scene, and seeing their arrival, the lawbreakers who had originally been waving banners and chanting slogans quieted down.

When Director David got out of the car and cast a warning glance at them, many of them involuntarily stepped back, and the more timid even discarded their banners that showed support for Phipps.

They might hope that Phipps would push for the repeal of the "black tax" bill, but as the saying goes, "the reputation precedes the person." David was notorious, and he had previously made a spectacle by arresting members of the Human Rights Organization on the street and sending them to trial. No one dared oppose him openly.

"Dear viewers, as expected, people from the Western Suburbs Branch have come to the dinner scene. Let's see what unfolds next!"

While the troublemakers shrunk back, the media camping out there grew excited, as they knew David was certainly not there just to eat and drink; a big story was likely to unfold!

"Excuse me, folks, this is a private dinner event today. You cannot enter without an invitation."

The manager of the George Hotel's lobby had rushed to the entrance upon hearing the news. Although he was reluctant to offend David and the IRS agents, he knew they must be here to pick a fight and he dared not let them in and offend the attendees inside."

"What do you mean? Does the IRS need an invitation to conduct investigations?"

Nisen stood up with an aggressive stance.

Hearing this, the lobby manager was at a loss for words. They've brought up "investigating"; if he dared to obstruct them now, wouldn't that be hindering official duties?

After thinking for a moment, with no other choice, he could only signal a nearby waiter with a glance. The waiter immediately understood and quickly entered the banquet hall, approaching Senator Phipps and saying, "Senator Phipps, Director David from the Western Suburbs Branch has come with some people, saying they want to enter."

"Director David has arrived?"

Sentor Phipps' eyebrows shot up but he soon returned to normal. He had come all the way to Los Angeles to hold a high-profile banquet; if the Western Suburbs Branch still did not react, how would it look for them?

Forget it; if he had come, let him come. What could he possibly do to him?

Thinking this, he said, "Since he is here, invite Director David in for a drink."

A few minutes later, David entered the banquet scene, and seeing his arrival, the guests who had been happily clinking glasses and networking suddenly stopped and turned their attention to him.

"Chief, that's Deputy Mayor Florenzo of Los Angeles, that's Bureau Chief Hanson, that's Senator Kahari of the State Legislature... And those three are the Camorra siblings..."

"The Camorra siblings?"

Listening to Jerome mentioning these three people, David couldn't help but look over, and at that moment, the three siblings were also looking back at him.

Although it was their first meeting, David could tell that in their looks, there was a hint of hatred towards him.