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Awakening the Daily Intelligence System

Thirty years old—that was the age people often referred to as the time to stand tall and firm. At this age, some were splendid and dazzling, intoxicated in a world of wealth, while others were desolate and dim, confined to rope beds and clay stoves. Lin Mo belonged to the latter. At thirty, he was still a porter, toiling away to earn a living. His daughter was bullied by a male classmate at school—simply because his family was well-off, the school chose to turn a blind eye. His wife, already pregnant, was secretly working at a supermarket to supplement the household income without his knowledge. As he lay awake looking at his wife by his side and his daughter sleeping soundly in the little bed, Lin Mo felt so aggrieved he shed tears. Despite working hard every day until his back could no longer straighten, he still couldn't change the dire state of their lives. However, it was at this time that the Daily Intelligence System suddenly awoke. [Daily Intelligence has been updated] [1. Neighbor Wang Youcai secretly used his retirement funds to tip 10,000 yuan to a beauty in a live stream under the nickname Black Chicken.] [2. The police will perform a surprise inspection at the Red Romance Foot Bath at 12 o'clock tonight.] [3. Victory Bird will launch a ground assault against Hass in three days.] [4. The pet dog from 1402, Unit 1, Building 5 of Earth Garden Community is missing, and its owner Li Xiaoru is offering a 10,000 yuan reward for its return.] [5. The pet dog belonging to Li Xiaoru that went missing is trapped in a sewage drain on Development Road.] [6…] Initially, Lin Mo just wanted to use this system to make a bit of extra cash to alleviate his stifling life.

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165, before me, you have no secrets to tell_1

Patriotic?

If Lin Mo hadn't thoroughly investigated Johnson Foster and held a lot of intelligence about him, he might have actually been fooled by his hypocritical facade.

"Oh?"

With a smile on his face, Lin Mo noncommittally said, "Last year, the total profits from all your businesses amounted to 21.2 billion U.S. dollars, yet your tax payment was only a pitiful 20 million-plus U.S. dollars."

"Mr. Foster, is this the way you express your love for your country?"

Johnson Foster looked at Lin Mo with eyes full of surprise and shock, unable to believe that he actually knew about his real financial income.

Compared to this, even bribing his driver and secretary was a trivial matter.

For a rich businessman of Johnson Foster's stature, their wealth wouldn't be under the name of a single individual, and the profits wouldn't come from just one or two companies.

Each company had two sets of books, one for public records, and the other holding the true revenue figures.