Chapter 7
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"Wealth glitters with gold, which will attract people lost in the fog of poverty!"
"They may not get enough wealth to make them shine, but it can change their lives."
This sentence was said by Lynch. In just a few days, the whole Saibin headlines knew that someone could quickly turn change into whole money and make a profit.
A lot of change is rolling in Lynch's pocket and turning into whole money. Not only the newspaper headlines are doing it, but also some book and newspaper stalls and retail stores are doing it.
The profit of 3% does not need any payment and there is no risk. Maybe this profit is only three cents in the eyes of many people.
But when the principal is large enough, it will become a considerable figure, 100 yuan, 1000 yuan. Just give Lynch the money and get back more money. It's that simple.
According to various federal laws on salary and working hours in Baylor and the specific adjustments of regional laws, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker in Saibin is about 200 to 300 yuan.
If the nature of the work is more dangerous, the salary may be higher, but such types of work are relatively small, and the salary is almost like this.
Ten yuan is already equal to a worker's day's work, but Lynch doesn't need to pay any labor here. He just needs to give the money to him, and then he can get the money.
Some people really don't like it, but there are more people who can see it.
A lot of change began to gather and appeared in Mr. Fox's laundry in an orderly manner.
One day a week later, when Lynch pushed a cart into the laundry controlled by Mr. Fox, two guys in black woolen windbreaker, formal dress, pony clip and white shirt appeared in front of him.
This also made him understand why fox first said that he didn't look like a person from the federal government, because he lacked the clothes that can be seen through at a glance, and the arrogance on these faces that wanted everyone to know their specific identity.
"Lynch?"
The man blocking the cart shouted Lynch's name as usual, then lifted the skirt of his windbreaker and revealed the wallet hanging in his pocket.
Half of the wallet is in the upper pocket on the inside of the windbreaker, so that it won't fall at will. The other half with certificates hang outside. So do those people in the FBI. They will think it's handsome to do so.
As for why there is such a stupid idea, it is probably because it has something to do with some popular films in the past two years.
Actors are really handsome, but ordinary people will only make people feel stupid when they put these things into reality.
"I'm an investigator of the federal tax bureau. I need your cooperation..." there's no room for negotiation. The tone is not only tough, but also thorny.
Lynch smiled and asked, "shall I raise my hands?"
In fact, from the beginning, he knew he wanted to deal with these people, and not just this time, he would deal with them all the time, but he didn't expect to be watched so soon.
This game is like this. The golden light of wealth will not only attract ordinary people who are eager to bathe in the golden light and mix some benefits, but also some picky "bad guys".
His words sound like mocking two investigators. Generally speaking, people always associate raising their hands with guns.
What's more, the two investigators are not qualified to wear weapons. In the bir federal tax system, the investigators are also the lowest level employees, far inferior to the "agents" and "agents" above, although many people are curious why the IRS needs "agents".
The guy behind Lynch grabbed his wrist with one hand and his back collar with the other hand, put him against the wall and gave him some powerful taste. The pedestrians on the street immediately stepped aside to avoid being involved.
Some people left, others stayed to watch the excitement.
The investigator who spoke with Lynch showed his ID again and dispersed the crowd. He pushed Lynch's cart and his companions into the roadside alley.
A little embarrassed, Lynch rubbed his cheekbones. When his face was pressed on the wall, he hit the wall. It hurt and should be blue and purple, but he didn't care very much.
An investigator was rummaging through his cart. He opened the box of the cart, took out some old clothes and threw them on the ground. It was like looking for something.
Another man asked, "you've been very close to Fox recently. Are you serving him?" he also took out a small book and a pen, which seemed to be ready to record something at any time.
In fact, the federal tax office has long targeted people like Mr. Fox, but this "staring" does not mean that people like Mr. Fox must be brought to justice. Where there is light, there will always be darkness. This is not the characteristic of darkness, but the characteristic of light.
Without Lynch, perhaps this strange but very social balance can be maintained for some time until the new director of the Local Taxation Bureau takes office or the current director needs some achievements, then they will trouble Mr. Fox.
But the problem is that now there is one more Lynch, Mr. Fox, Lynch. Their strange actions are accelerating some things out of control.
It is definitely a great credit in the federal tax system to seize an illegal person who evades taxes and involves a huge amount of money. He can get a promotion opportunity.
However, if Mr. Fox is allowed to get out of the quagmire... No one will praise the current director of the Local Taxation Bureau, but will doubt whether they have any behind the scenes transactions.
In addition, there have been some possible personnel changes within the Saibin federal tax bureau, and some people can't sit still.
As soon as these signs appeared, the local federal tax bureau immediately took action. After finding out Lynch's identity and what he had done recently, they roughly figured out the problem between him and Mr. Fox.
In the eyes of these experienced agents, Lynch is just a lucky boy. He accidentally found a way to make money. If Lynch is used as a breakthrough, he is likely to cooperate with those who directly win Mr. Fox.
However, the first thing they have to do is to find out what Mr. Fox and Lynch are doing and whether they think the same, so there was this "attack".
In the face of the ferocious investigator, Lynch always kept a smile. The smile can pull into the distance between people and relax people's vigilance, "can I know your name?"
He smiled in front of the investigator, suddenly stepped forward and punched Lynch in the stomach, which suddenly turned his stomach upside down, and there was an urge to nausea.
"You don't need to know my name. You just answer the question, okay?" the investigator grabbed Lynch's hair and asked him to bend over and look up at himself. "I'm asking you again, what's your deal with Fox and how his money got into the bank..."
The muscles on Lynch's face shook, slowly straightened up, and a smile reappeared on his face. He drew a pistol with his right hand, put it against his jaw, looked at the investigator and said, "do you have a gun, give me a bullet..."
His words didn't make the investigator react for a short time, and then there was shame. But when he met Lynch's eyes, he was like being poured with a basin of ice water and completely flameout.
With a kind of expectation in his bright and clear eyes, combined with the content in his tone and a little heart shaking madness, the investigator's heart suddenly contracted.
He can clearly feel that this man is crazy!
He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked away, but then he turned back, stared at Lynch, pushed him away, and shouted, "answer the question!"
In fact, he has some timidity, but he uses this way to cover up his timidity and keep a distance from Lynch. He doesn't want to expose his true heart to a big child who has just left school for a few years.
Lynch looked up slightly as if nothing had happened, facing the narrow sky above the alley, showing the brightest smile.
"May I know your name, sir?"
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"Wealth glitters with gold, which will attract people lost in the fog of poverty!"
"They may not get enough wealth to make them shine, but it can change their lives."
This sentence was said by Lynch. In just a few days, the whole Saibin headlines knew that someone could quickly turn change into whole money and make a profit.
A lot of change is rolling in Lynch's pocket and turning into whole money. Not only the newspaper headlines are doing it, but also some book and newspaper stalls and retail stores are doing it.
The profit of 3% does not need any payment and there is no risk. Maybe this profit is only three cents in the eyes of many people.
But when the principal is large enough, it will become a considerable figure, 100 yuan, 1000 yuan. Just give Lynch the money and get back more money. It's that simple.
According to various federal laws on salary and working hours in Baylor and the specific adjustments of regional laws, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker in Saibin is about 200 to 300 yuan.
If the nature of the work is more dangerous, the salary may be higher, but such types of work are relatively small, and the salary is almost like this.
Ten yuan is already equal to a worker's day's work, but Lynch doesn't need to pay any labor here. He just needs to give the money to him, and then he can get the money.
Some people really don't like it, but there are more people who can see it.
A lot of change began to gather and appeared in Mr. Fox's laundry in an orderly manner.
One day a week later, when Lynch pushed a cart into the laundry controlled by Mr. Fox, two guys in black woolen windbreaker, formal dress, pony clip and white shirt appeared in front of him.
This also made him understand why fox first said that he didn't look like a person from the federal government, because he lacked the clothes that can be seen through at a glance, and the arrogance on these faces that wanted everyone to know their specific identity.
"Lynch?"
The man blocking the cart shouted Lynch's name as usual, then lifted the skirt of his windbreaker and revealed the wallet hanging in his pocket.
Half of the wallet is in the upper pocket on the inside of the windbreaker, so that it won't fall at will. The other half with certificates hang outside. So do those people in the FBI. They will think it's handsome to do so.
As for why there is such a stupid idea, it is probably because it has something to do with some popular films in the past two years.
Actors are really handsome, but ordinary people will only make people feel stupid when they put these things into reality.
"I'm an investigator of the federal tax bureau. I need your cooperation..." there's no room for negotiation. The tone is not only tough, but also thorny.
Lynch smiled and asked, "shall I raise my hands?"
In fact, from the beginning, he knew he wanted to deal with these people, and not just this time, he would deal with them all the time, but he didn't expect to be watched so soon.
This game is like this. The golden light of wealth will not only attract ordinary people who are eager to bathe in the golden light and mix some benefits, but also some picky "bad guys".
His words sound like mocking two investigators. Generally speaking, people always associate raising their hands with guns.
What's more, the two investigators are not qualified to wear weapons. In the bir federal tax system, the investigators are also the lowest level employees, far inferior to the "agents" and "agents" above, although many people are curious why the IRS needs "agents".
The guy behind Lynch grabbed his wrist with one hand and his back collar with the other hand, put him against the wall and gave him some powerful taste. The pedestrians on the street immediately stepped aside to avoid being involved.
Some people left, others stayed to watch the excitement.
The investigator who spoke with Lynch showed his ID again and dispersed the crowd. He pushed Lynch's cart and his companions into the roadside alley.
A little embarrassed, Lynch rubbed his cheekbones. When his face was pressed on the wall, he hit the wall. It hurt and should be blue and purple, but he didn't care very much.
An investigator was rummaging through his cart. He opened the box of the cart, took out some old clothes and threw them on the ground. It was like looking for something.
Another man asked, "you've been very close to Fox recently. Are you serving him?" he also took out a small book and a pen, which seemed to be ready to record something at any time.
In fact, the federal tax office has long targeted people like Mr. Fox, but this "staring" does not mean that people like Mr. Fox must be brought to justice. Where there is light, there will always be darkness. This is not the characteristic of darkness, but the characteristic of light.
Without Lynch, perhaps this strange but very social balance can be maintained for some time until the new director of the Local Taxation Bureau takes office or the current director needs some achievements, then they will trouble Mr. Fox.
But the problem is that now there is one more Lynch, Mr. Fox, Lynch. Their strange actions are accelerating some things out of control.
It is definitely a great credit in the federal tax system to seize an illegal person who evades taxes and involves a huge amount of money. He can get a promotion opportunity.
However, if Mr. Fox is allowed to get out of the quagmire... No one will praise the current director of the Local Taxation Bureau, but will doubt whether they have any behind the scenes transactions.
In addition, there have been some possible personnel changes within the Saibin federal tax bureau, and some people can't sit still.
As soon as these signs appeared, the local federal tax bureau immediately took action. After finding out Lynch's identity and what he had done recently, they roughly figured out the problem between him and Mr. Fox.
In the eyes of these experienced agents, Lynch is just a lucky boy. He accidentally found a way to make money. If Lynch is used as a breakthrough, he is likely to cooperate with those who directly win Mr. Fox.
However, the first thing they have to do is to find out what Mr. Fox and Lynch are doing and whether they think the same, so there was this "attack".
In the face of the ferocious investigator, Lynch always kept a smile. The smile can pull into the distance between people and relax people's vigilance, "can I know your name?"
He smiled in front of the investigator, suddenly stepped forward and punched Lynch in the stomach, which suddenly turned his stomach upside down, and there was an urge to nausea.
"You don't need to know my name. You just answer the question, okay?" the investigator grabbed Lynch's hair and asked him to bend over and look up at himself. "I'm asking you again, what's your deal with Fox and how his money got into the bank..."
The muscles on Lynch's face shook, slowly straightened up, and a smile reappeared on his face. He drew a pistol with his right hand, put it against his jaw, looked at the investigator and said, "do you have a gun, give me a bullet..."
His words didn't make the investigator react for a short time, and then there was shame. But when he met Lynch's eyes, he was like being poured with a basin of ice water and completely flameout.
With a kind of expectation in his bright and clear eyes, combined with the content in his tone and a little heart shaking madness, the investigator's heart suddenly contracted.
He can clearly feel that this man is crazy!
He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked away, but then he turned back, stared at Lynch, pushed him away, and shouted, "answer the question!"
In fact, he has some timidity, but he uses this way to cover up his timidity and keep a distance from Lynch. He doesn't want to expose his true heart to a big child who has just left school for a few years.
Lynch looked up slightly as if nothing had happened, facing the narrow sky above the alley, showing the brightest smile.
"May I know your name, sir?"
"Wealth glitters with gold, which will attract people lost in the fog of poverty!""They may not get enough wealth to make them shine, but it can change their lives."This sentence was said by Lynch. In just a few days, the whole Saibin headlines knew that someone could quickly turn change into whole money and make a profit.A lot of change is rolling in Lynch's pocket and turning into whole money. Not only the newspaper headlines are doing it, but also some book and newspaper stalls and retail stores are doing it.The profit of 3% does not need any payment and there is no risk. Maybe this profit is only three cents in the eyes of many people.But when the principal is large enough, it will become a considerable figure, 100 yuan, 1000 yuan. Just give Lynch the money and get back more money. It's that simple.According to various federal laws on salary and working hours in Baylor and the specific adjustments of regional laws, the monthly salary of an ordinary worker in Saibin is about 200 to 300 yuan.If the nature of the work is more dangerous, the salary may be higher, but such types of work are relatively small, and the salary is almost like this.Ten yuan is already equal to a worker's day's work, but Lynch doesn't need to pay any labor here. He just needs to give the money to him, and then he can get the money.Some people really don't like it, but there are more people who can see it.A lot of change began to gather and appeared in Mr. Fox's laundry in an orderly manner.One day a week later, when Lynch pushed a cart into the laundry controlled by Mr. Fox, two guys in black woolen windbreaker, formal dress, pony clip and white shirt appeared in front of him.This also made him understand why fox first said that he didn't look like a person from the federal government, because he lacked the clothes that can be seen through at a glance, and the arrogance on these faces that wanted everyone to know their specific identity."Lynch?"The man blocking the cart shouted Lynch's name as usual, then lifted the skirt of his windbreaker and revealed the wallet hanging in his pocket.Half of the wallet is in the upper pocket on the inside of the windbreaker, so that it won't fall at will. The other half with certificates hang outside. So do those people in the FBI. They will think it's handsome to do so.As for why there is such a stupid idea, it is probably because it has something to do with some popular films in the past two years.Actors are really handsome, but ordinary people will only make people feel stupid when they put these things into reality."I'm an investigator of the federal tax bureau. I need your cooperation..." there's no room for negotiation. The tone is not only tough, but also thorny.Lynch smiled and asked, "shall I raise my hands?"In fact, from the beginning, he knew he wanted to deal with these people, and not just this time, he would deal with them all the time, but he didn't expect to be watched so soon.This game is like this. The golden light of wealth will not only attract ordinary people who are eager to bathe in the golden light and mix some benefits, but also some picky "bad guys".His words sound like mocking two investigators. Generally speaking, people always associate raising their hands with guns.What's more, the two investigators are not qualified to wear weapons. In the bir federal tax system, the investigators are also the lowest level employees, far inferior to the "agents" and "agents" above, although many people are curious why the IRS needs "agents".The guy behind Lynch grabbed his wrist with one hand and his back collar with the other hand, put him against the wall and gave him some powerful taste. The pedestrians on the street immediately stepped aside to avoid being involved.Some people left, others stayed to watch the excitement.The investigator who spoke with Lynch showed his ID again and dispersed the crowd. He pushed Lynch's cart and his companions into the roadside alley.A little embarrassed, Lynch rubbed his cheekbones. When his face was pressed on the wall, he hit the wall. It hurt and should be blue and purple, but he didn't care very much.An investigator was rummaging through his cart. He opened the box of the cart, took out some old clothes and threw them on the ground. It was like looking for something.Another man asked, "you've been very close to Fox recently. Are you serving him?" he also took out a small book and a pen, which seemed to be ready to record something at any time.In fact, the federal tax office has long targeted people like Mr. Fox, but this "staring" does not mean that people like Mr. Fox must be brought to justice. Where there is light, there will always be darkness. This is not the characteristic of darkness, but the characteristic of light.Without Lynch, perhaps this strange but very social balance can be maintained for some time until the new director of the Local Taxation Bureau takes office or the current director needs some achievements, then they will trouble Mr. Fox.But the problem is that now there is one more Lynch, Mr. Fox, Lynch. Their strange actions are accelerating some things out of control.It is definitely a great credit in the federal tax system to seize an illegal person who evades taxes and involves a huge amount of money. He can get a promotion opportunity.However, if Mr. Fox is allowed to get out of the quagmire... No one will praise the current director of the Local Taxation Bureau, but will doubt whether they have any behind the scenes transactions.In addition, there have been some possible personnel changes within the Saibin federal tax bureau, and some people can't sit still.As soon as these signs appeared, the local federal tax bureau immediately took action. After finding out Lynch's identity and what he had done recently, they roughly figured out the problem between him and Mr. Fox.In the eyes of these experienced agents, Lynch is just a lucky boy. He accidentally found a way to make money. If Lynch is used as a breakthrough, he is likely to cooperate with those who directly win Mr. Fox.However, the first thing they have to do is to find out what Mr. Fox and Lynch are doing and whether they think the same, so there was this "attack".In the face of the ferocious investigator, Lynch always kept a smile. The smile can pull into the distance between people and relax people's vigilance, "can I know your name?"He smiled in front of the investigator, suddenly stepped forward and punched Lynch in the stomach, which suddenly turned his stomach upside down, and there was an urge to nausea."You don't need to know my name. You just answer the question, okay?" the investigator grabbed Lynch's hair and asked him to bend over and look up at himself. "I'm asking you again, what's your deal with Fox and how his money got into the bank..."The muscles on Lynch's face shook, slowly straightened up, and a smile reappeared on his face. He drew a pistol with his right hand, put it against his jaw, looked at the investigator and said, "do you have a gun, give me a bullet..."His words didn't make the investigator react for a short time, and then there was shame. But when he met Lynch's eyes, he was like being poured with a basin of ice water and completely flameout.With a kind of expectation in his bright and clear eyes, combined with the content in his tone and a little heart shaking madness, the investigator's heart suddenly contracted.He can clearly feel that this man is crazy!He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked away, but then he turned back, stared at Lynch, pushed him away, and shouted, "answer the question!"In fact, he has some timidity, but he uses this way to cover up his timidity and keep a distance from Lynch. He doesn't want to expose his true heart to a big child who has just left school for a few years.Lynch looked up slightly as if nothing had happened, facing the narrow sky above the alley, showing the brightest smile."May I know your name, sir?"
