When everyone was thinking about the Magic Congress, a middle-aged man with a red nose suddenly tapped his coffee cup with his coffee spoon.
"Gentlemen, gentlemen."
After attracting everyone's attention, the red-nosed middle-aged man laughed.
"Mr. Leo Vantaa, right?"
"Yes, I am Leo Vanta, I don't know this gentleman, what can I do for you?"
Leo Vanta looked at this strong man with a confused look, as if he didn't know this man at all. If it weren't for the sweat on his head, everyone might really believe it.
"Mr. Leo Vantaa, I would like to ask, has your New Republic Financial Group paid taxes? Has your Vantaa Plan paid taxes?"
"NO!"
Everyone present held their heads and howled in pain.
And Leo Vanta collapsed directly on his chair. This sentence is the sentence that all Americans are most afraid of hearing. Not only men, women and children, but also rich and poor, even in the coffin, this sentence , can scare people out of it.
Only death and taxes are inevitable, this is what Mr. Benjamin Franklin said, but this man had his face printed on the U.S. dollar.
What he said can be said to be the nightmare of every American.
No one here expected to hear this sentence at this highest-level meeting.
"Why are the IRS people here?"
Leo Vanta's lips turned a little purple, and then he took out the aspirin from his pocket with difficulty and put it under his tongue. His heart almost stopped just now.
"I am Clayton Morgan, the director of the IRS. I came here to give my inauguration report. I came down with Mr. Li Xitiande, but you have never seen me. And I want to know about those wizards. Do they have a residence in America? Where are the settlements generally? Do they spend money in America? Do they pay taxes? If not, can I send them a letter? I can recruit them to form a wizarding levy. Tax troops?"
After saying this, everyone's expressions changed. You are really a ruthless person on horseback, wizard! We are still discussing how to deal with it, and you are thinking about how to collect taxes, and you also want to form a tax corps. You are really a ruthless person!
"Have you never thought about whether they would be willing?"
A man pulled his tie and looked at Clayton Morgan and said that he could no longer stand the new IRS director.
"Why not? As long as they pay taxes, they can have all the rights of citizens. Why not do such a good thing?"
Clayton Morgan looked at those people with a fool's expression on his face. He felt that paying taxes was the right thing to do, and if you paid taxes, you would get the treatment you deserve. What's wrong with that?
Everyone looked at each other, and they suddenly felt that there was something wrong with the newly appointed director's mind. What everyone wanted to do most in America was not to pay taxes, but he actually thought that paying taxes was a good thing. There was something wrong with this. What is it again?
"If they pay taxes, do you still support them when they want to run for office?"
William suddenly taunted. He either had other intentions or was simply unhappy with Clayton Morgan. All of his men were killed, and now he was actually being taxed for treatment. This made him very upset. dislike.
Morgan was silent for a moment when he heard this, but his eyes immediately lit up.
"You are right, we just want them to participate in the election. You reminded me that those black people have always had trouble collecting taxes. It turns out that it is because they do not believe that their treatment is real. In this case, we will support a What about a black man on stage, what do you think about Morgan Freeman, I think the Olympics need a little color."
After saying this, everyone was stunned. There is something really wrong with this person. He actually wants a black man to come to power. This is really a serious matter.
Dabolixi Tiande squinted his eyes and looked at the people who were talking casually. He slowly took off his shoes, then took the leather shoes and knocked hard on the table in front of him, making everyone look at him. .
"Everyone, please be quiet. I want to ask you what to do with those wizards and what are you doing! Can you please be more serious!"
The veins on his head were bulging and beating in spurts. He felt that he also needed an aspirin to swallow, otherwise his blood vessels would burst.
"Are you stupid? We have already talked about the solution, why don't you understand?"
The people present looked at each other, and then the red-nosed Clayton Morgan stood up with his hands on the table. He looked at his uncle Li Xi Tiande and said: "Now we have two choices. One is to directly chop the pepper building." Expose the way the magic world exists, let everyone know the existence of the magic world, let everyone know the existence of those extraordinary people, disclose everything we know, let the whole world fall into the tide of public opinion, and let all countries go Looking for extraordinary people in their own country.”
"It's impossible. The emergence of extraordinary beings will cause unpredictable changes in society. This is an unstable X factor. We don't know what will happen to our world and our civilization once it explodes. The order we have spent hundreds of years creating will collapse, which we humans cannot accept, and we do not want to go back to the Dark Middle Ages. This is the greatest damage to human civilization."
Great Bolixi Tiande also clapped his hands on the table and stood up. He didn't want these things to be known. As he said, extraordinary beings are unpredictable X factors, and their appearance is not necessarily a good thing.
"Then it's the second one. Let's announce the Vantaa Plan. Only a plan of this level can make people get out of the Deer Hunting Incident in Wisconsin, and prevent all countries in the world from paying attention to the magical world and those extraordinary things. Only biological creatures can make everyone lose interest in them, and the price is..."
"World War, right?"
Dabolixi Tiande sat down with a plop and sat in his seat. His face looked a little bad. Anyone who knew this would be a little unbearable.
The senior executives present, those who drank coffee and those who ate snacks, had no reaction at all. They had thought of this for a long time, but they just had no way to explain it.
You can't tell Great Bolixi Tiande, let's open up the wasteland world, or let's open up the magical world?
They couldn't say this. Both of these choices were very heavy. Only the great uncle Lixi Tiande could bear this responsibility.
For a moment, there was no sound at all in the conference room, only the great uncle Lixi Tiande was struggling there.
