"I may have to rest for a while, and the little guys here will ask you to take care of it..."

Old Mr. Fox, wearing a waterproof jumpsuit, looked at the horse's head sticking out of the stable, and patted its cheek with his hand, feeling a little bit.

He said goodbye to the horses here one by one, then went to see his cattle, and then arranged for the employees to work for the next period of time.

Mainly take care of these animals.

Old Mr. Fox used to be a farmer, but some changes took place later, but in any case, there is a love for the farmer’s life in his blood.

This is how people are. Anything you do when you are poor will be regarded as an obliteration of your own nature, an abomination of oppression, and a manifestation of social injustice.

Look at the wealthy people. They are sitting around high-end furniture, dressed appropriately, drinking coffee that the poor cannot enjoy, and talking about things that may be stressful but must be boring.

They can enjoy money and all the happiness that money brings without doing anything, but what can those poor people do?

They can only contact horse shit, cow **** and dog shit!

But when people have money, the work they thought was the greatest persecution of themselves before will become a feeling, a yearning, and an attitude!

Old Mr. Fox came to the city because he didn't want to be a farmer and waste his life in all kinds of animals and dung.

But now that he has money, he feels that the life of a farmer is more suitable for him.

After Fox Pictures retired temporarily, he took care of these animals on his farm every day. If the people on the farm knew that he was a rich man, many people might not believe that he was a really rich man. .

This is life. In the eyes of the rich, life is enjoyment, and in the eyes of the poor, life is suffering.

Because of the money.

After arranging all the work, he returned to the grooming area, took off the waterproof overalls, sprayed a circle of disinfectant, and then walked out of the breeding area.

On the farm road outside the breeding area, there were a total of three cars with the badge and abbreviation of the Federal Revenue Service parked in front and back, as well as some staff who looked like agents.

The arrival of this day is not an accident. For most people who take the wrong side of the door, no one knows which of the accident and the government will come first.

The tax bureau can find the door first, in fact, it is much better than someone who he has forgotten to come to the door with a gun.

The old Mr. Fox didn't panic at all, and calmly stretched out his hands and looked at an agent standing by the door, "Would you like to wear handcuffs?"

The agent shook his head, "This is just to assist in the investigation, Mr. Fox, you don't need to be restricted, get in the car!"

Old Mr. Fox smiled and entered the carriage. He clearly felt a lot of changes, changes brought about by money, social influence and status.

If it was before, there is a high probability that he would be pressed to the ground by three people. One of them might also compress his trachea or chest cavity to reduce the air he breathes in, and reduce the amount of oxygen that the body cannot provide explosive power. Resist the arrest.

But now, you don't even need to wear handcuffs.

The car left soon, and there was not much change in the farm. Although the old Mr. Fox entered, but the little Fox was still there, no one would think that this would become an incentive to shake the "Fox family business".

"Some of you just said'assistance in investigation'?" The old Mr. Fox sitting in the car asked a little curiously, and incidentally made a joke, "Assist you in investigating myself?"

These people suddenly came to his farm and told him that he needed to go with these people. Of course, this was after verifying the identities of these people. At this time, he was a little confused about whether this assisted investigation was a statement or happened. Other things.

He needs to know something in advance so that he can be prepared.

But no one in the car answered him. The atmosphere in the car was very dull. Then old Mr. Fox discovered another problem. The road they took was not to the city.

He has walked many times from the farm to the city of Sabine, not to mention that he can walk through such an exaggerated statement with his eyes closed, at least he will not admit his mistake.

But this is not it now. The car shouldn't have turned at a fork just now. The road after the turn leads to the intercontinental highway, and the road does not lead to Sabine.

Seeing this scene, he did not panic. The years of walking in the gray area gave him more experience than ordinary people. He looked at the two agents next to him, and the superiority and smell exuded from them. It is impossible to make a fake, so what's the problem?

He decided to try it out, "Hey, I said, this is not the way to Sabine."

Still no one answered, this result also made old Mr. Fox not as calm as before. These people belonged to the State Taxation Bureau.

The federal tax credit is roughly divided into three levels. The first is called federal taxes, the second is called state taxes, and the third is called local taxes. The complexity of tax collection methods is so complicated for most ordinary people to understand for a lifetime.

That's why the accounting profession is so popular in the Federation.

It's ridiculous to say that more than half of the federal people don't know how to properly declare their income. This sounds interesting and proves how messy and complicated the federal tax system is.

If it is not necessary, it is generally not easy to contact the state tax authorities of the Baylor Federation.

If they are exposed, it means that what is happening is not so easy to solve, because when they reach the level of the state taxation office, their power has exceeded people's concept of "civilian".

To put it simply, the local tax bureau is probably equivalent to the little guy who stood at the forefront of the crowd when the conflict broke out. They would bravely wave their arms and yell at the other side.

It seems that they are standing at the forefront of the crowd, but in fact their use of force in the law enforcement process is limited.

The State Taxation Bureau is different. They are the real core force in the fight, just like the people standing in front of the crowd with iron choppers in their hands.

Once the conflict breaks out, these fierce people can directly attack the battlefield and give the opponent the most severe blow!

Their power to use force is much higher than that of local tax bureaus. At the same time, they have more power in the investigation of tax crimes.

Further up are the Federal Taxation Center and the Federal Taxation Office. The former has five taxation centers in the Baylor Federation, and the five taxation centers in the southeast and northwest. They are the most terrifying force. If necessary, they can directly launch a small-scale operation. "Military operations" to ensure the smooth collection of taxes.

And the Federal Revenue Service, also known as the Federal Tax Administration, if it were not restricted by the federal law and the constitution, they might be able to replace the powers of the judicial department to a certain extent, and they are also called the "most disturbing agency."

This time, Mr. Fox was arrested by the State Taxation Bureau. It seemed that they had officially activated the tax investigation mechanism. This also made the old Mr. Fox lose the motivation to continue and start to close his eyes and relax.

He knew very well that when he got to the place, these people wouldn't just chat with him because he was older. If they couldn't get what they wanted, they would definitely be tortured.

Store energy now to last longer.

The convoy on this route did not stop and drove directly back to the office of the York State Revenue Department.

From the outside of the State Taxation Bureau, it is not special. It looks like a "冂" structure. The front is the gate, facing the main road of the city, and the back is a gray-white office building with only five floors at the highest point. .

In the middle is the parking lot, and on both sides are some bungalows, which seem ordinary and unsurprisingly, but here is ruined the future of many people.

While parking, Mr. Fox also saw two armored vehicles with the name "York State Revenue Service" printed on them. The machine guns on the armored vehicles seemed to tell everyone who inquired here that this was not an ordinary place.

There was no rest time during the half-day and one-night journey. The old Mr. Fox, who had just got off the bus, was "invited" by these people to a place that should be an interrogation room.

The whole room has no windows, only an iron door. There is a table and two chairs inside. These things are covered with a layer of rubber, and they are also fixed to the ground.

He came in first, and after sitting and waiting for a while, a middle-aged man dressed and dressed came in.

This guy has a blue-skinned face-this is a word used to describe people with very thick beards. If these people shave all their beards, their entire chin will appear blue-black.

"Fox...Mr.!", he walked to the opposite side of old Mr. Fox, looked down at the file in his hand, as if looking for the name of old Mr. Fox.

He actually knew who Fox was, but he did it anyway, just to show a condescending attitude, a kind of aura.

Old Mr. Fox nodded, "Yes, it's me."

The guy opposite grinned, "Very well, Mr. Fox, do you know why we meet here?"

Old Mr. Fox shook his head, "I don't know."

"No~lightnovelpub.net~you know!" Qingpi's face shook his head slightly, as if shaking his head, while still looking up and down Old Fox.

"Look, you are not young anymore, it looks like you are doing well now, you shouldn't have suffered much, right?"

"There is no need for us to cheat and conceal each other here. When we found you, we must have some evidence of you. You don't need to be lucky to think that you can escape our investigation."

"Before everything is irretrievable, if you tell those things you have done, we all retain our dignity, and you will have a good ending, what do you think?"

The old Mr. Fox, who was sitting across from him, was also shaking his head, "I really don't know what you are talking about. I have no less tax."

Qing Pi Lian took out a few documents from the archives and pushed them on the table, "Look at these things, are you familiar with them?"

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