For regular employment, straight into my bank is fine. For the weird stuff you ask me to do, pay under the table out of sight of the IRS. No cheques. Tildes or cash in small bills.
Come to Papa, Baby. I just knew I was on the right track all this time. (There‘s plenty more where this came from, you know. Let‘s just keep things under the table for now so that no one will be suspicious . . . )