Manhattan, New York. Inside a marijuana processing factory.
"Billy, didn't you watch the news a few days ago? You don't want the armed forces of our National Tax Bureau to raid each and every one of your factories, do you?"
Brown Soros said with a fierce look on his face.
Standing opposite him were two white men and three black men.
Since the armed forces of the National Tax Bureau had been deployed a few days ago, all 140,000 Inspectors across the country sharply caught the 'business opportunity'.
Because of this, the deterrent effect on those tax evaders was enormous.
This led to the national inspectors' tax collection work progressing much smoother than ever in the past few days.
Although Brown was annoyed that David had been the star of this armed deployment, he knew it was an excellent opportunity to leverage, and he wasn't foolish enough to just let it pass by.
Today, his purpose for being here was to collect taxes from these marijuana business owners.
