American Tax Officer-Chapter 565 - 285: Who is the Mysterious Father of Bitcoin?

Chapter 565: Chapter 285: Who is the Mysterious Father of Bitcoin?

Actually, deep down, David also believed that the Ansa Group would agree to his demands, and now, Sean’s words further settled his mind.

In the time that followed, the two discussed a series of subsequent matters until Sean left around noon.

…

The next day, David received a call from Mark.

Just as he had guessed, the Ansa Group indeed did not want to give up this huge benefit, so they agreed to his demands and would help him make some moves at headquarters.

In addition, they urged him about the remaining tens of billions in funds, telling him to settle it as soon as possible.

Seeing that they had agreed to help, David naturally promised to do so.

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Washington D.C., IRS headquarters.

In an office, Brown Soros lounged with his feet on the table, contentedly puffing on a cigar.

After being passed over for the Project Elect, his life had plunged into darkness; he thought he would be living in David’s shadow for the rest of his life.

But unexpectedly, David, being too arrogant, had angered the bigwigs of Freemasonry, which ultimately allowed him to one-up David by being planted in the headquarters first.

With the support of Freemasonry Group’s collective resources, it was foreseeable that there would be a place for him in the upper echelons of the IRS in the future, and even becoming the helmsman was not impossible.

And by then, wouldn’t he be able to thoroughly crush David under his foot?

The thought of that scene made the corners of Brown’s mouth rise uncontrollably.

“Dudu dudu…”

As he was indulging in his fantasies, the phone on his desk rang, and he quickly answered it with a humble tone, “Mr. Welton Heng.”

He was currently Welton Heng’s executive assistant, so he knew the call must be from the chief consultant of the headquarters looking for him.

“Come to my office.”

“Alright.”

After hanging up the phone, Brown adjusted his mindset, then walked out the door and knocked on Welton Heng’s office before entering.

“Mr. Welton Heng, you wanted to see me?” he asked cautiously, sensing that something was off with Welton Heng’s expression.

“Brown, pack up your things.”

“Pack… my things?”

Brown felt as though a bolt from the blue had struck him; was he being told to pack up and leave?

Wait a minute…

Ever since entering the IRS system, he had been a confidant cultivated by Welton Heng’s support, and this time he had even been brought into headquarters with the backing of the Freemasonry Group. How could he suddenly be asked to pack up and leave?

Even if not for his own sake, should they not give some respect to the Freemasonry Group?

With this in mind, he quickly asked, “Mr. Welton Heng, what’s going on? Did I do something wrong?”

“You haven’t done anything wrong, but you must leave headquarters. Continue your position at the Manhattan Branch!” Welton Heng said with a hint of helplessness.

Despite being one of the two titans of the IRS in America and wielding tremendous power, he still had to make compromises when it involved massive interest groups like Ansa and Freemasonry.

“This… Mr. Welton Heng, has David done something?” Brown had a realization, Welton Heng would not have expelled him from headquarters without reason unless under external pressure.

And this external pressure was certainly not from within the headquarters because Welton Heng was one of the two titans, so even Director Obadiah wouldn’t be able to interfere with his own executive assistant’s personnel issues.

Thus, it could only be David.

But then again, he couldn’t understand what David had done that would make one of the titans of the IRS so helpless?

“Since you’ve guessed it, there’s no need to ask me any further.”

Hearing that it was indeed David doing mischief, Brown’s eyes reddened, and he said resentfully, “Mr. Welton Heng, whatever David has done, I was recommended by my uncles. If you expel me, what about my uncles… ”

“Let me tell you, precisely because you were recommended by your uncles, I am letting you return to the Manhattan Branch. Otherwise, you’d be kicked out of the IRS system entirely!”

Ansa Group had initially instructed him to kick Brown out of the IRS system, but due to considerations for the Freemasonry Group, he had resisted the pressure and instead sent Brown back to Manhattan.

In doing so, he was also preserving some dignity for the Freemasonry Group, avoiding their wrath.

Brown was dumbfounded.

Because of his uncles, he was sent back to the Manhattan Branch, or else he would have been kicked out of the IRS system?

He was now realizing that although David was behind the mischief, it definitely wasn’t something he could’ve done alone.

There must have been some major power forcing Welton Heng to compromise.

Could it be…

Of course, that’s it!

Brown seemed to have figured it out.

In America, there wouldn’t be too many people or forces that could make Welton Heng compromise; the Freemasonry was one, the White House was another, and so were the old-established families of the Big Four families.

But the White House certainly wouldn’t get involved in such trivial matters, and at the moment, there seemed to be no significant link between the White House and David.

As for the Big Four families, although powerful enough to make Welton Heng compromise, they would not do so at the risk of disregarding the Freemasonry Group.