Shenhao starts from system downtime

Chapter 1545 Great Injustice

"how?"

"Could it be that what Section Chief Celine said in front of everyone that day was just a joke?"

Lin Qian looked at Celine Glyde's shocked expression, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a little playfulness in his eyes.

"Hey……"

"Forget it, I'll pay for it myself."

With that said, Lin Qian took out a titanium card from his pocket, and slowly handed it to the hotel staff in front of him.

"Mr. Lin, we, the FBI, keep our word. Since we said we would bear your daily expenses in the next two months, we will naturally not break our word."

"Your daily expenses at Rosewood New York these days will be covered by us."

After Celine Glide finished speaking, she took a step ahead of Lin Qian and handed over the credit card used by the FBI to the hotel staff: "Ma'am, please swipe this card."

The hotel staff heard that, she looked at Lin Qian, then at Celine Glide, and finally, under Celine Glide's repeated requests, she took away Celine Glide's credit card , proceeded to checkout.

When the hotel staff was checking out, Celine Glade cast her eyes on Lin Qian who was sitting on the sofa chair: "Mr. Lin, you checked out suddenly, where are you going?"

"I've had enough of playing in New York. I'm going to change places and go to Los Angeles for a while."

Lin Qian glanced at Celine Glide, and responded in a neutral tone.

"Los Angeles?"

When Celine Glide heard this, her brows were slightly crooked, and her expression was a little cloudy.

"is it not OK?"

"Your request to me is that you are not allowed to leave the United States within two months, so as long as I am in your territory, I will not violate your request."

"Los Angeles should be within the territory of the US Empire, right?"

Lin Qian took a sip of the coffee on the table, then asked Celine Glide back.

Facing Lin Qian's rhetorical question, Celine Glide was speechless.

Is Los Angeles part of the US territory?
Needless to say, of course it is.

If Lin Qian wanted to leave the United States, they had the right to stop Lin Qian, or even use coercive means to control him, but now Lin Qian just wanted to go to another city, so they naturally didn't stop him.

Looking at the speechless Celine Glyde, Lin Qian smiled, but didn't say anything more.

Soon, the hotel staff who just went to check out with the FBI credit card went back and forth. She returned to Lin Qian and the others with the full set of receipts and the FBI credit card, and then handed these things over to Sebastian Lynn Glyde's hands.

"Ma'am, this consumption totals 62 US dollars. Here are your receipts and credit cards. Please keep them safe."

When the hotel staff returned the credit card, she smiled and said this to Celine Glade.

"Ok?"

"and many more!"

"Can you say that again!"

"How much did you pay just now?!"

Celine Glade, who was thinking about how to rush to Los Angeles, only reacted a little belatedly after the hotel staff reported the bill for about five seconds, and then she was stunned.

"Ma'am, Mr. Lin spent $62 this time."

The quality of the hotel staff is good, she repeated with a smile on her face.

"hiss……"

When Celine Glide heard this, her scalp felt a little numb, and she quickly picked up the bill in her hand and examined it carefully.

"One central park exclusive suite and two luxury suites per night, a total of 1 nights, with a total value of 2 US dollars."

"The Netherlands imported milk, a total of 12960 bottles, with a total value of 10.3 US dollars."

When Celine Glide saw this, it was a little difficult for her to calm down.

Celine Glide could still understand the previous room fee of 30.2 US dollars, because the room type Lin Qian lived in was the most expensive room type in the entire Rosewood Hotel in New York. The other two luxury suites were rooms that Lin Qian gave to his personal bodyguards, and they cost 8000 US dollars a night.

This information was known to Celine Glade and others as early as 18 days ago.

But what Celine Glade never expected was that Lin Qian was able to spend 10.3 US dollars on the purchase of milk.

"Hi, are you making a mistake?"

"How could Mr. Lin spend $10.3 on milk? This is outrageous!"

"There are nearly 1.3 bottles of milk, and Mr. Lin is alone. How could he drink so much milk?"

Celine Glide couldn't help asking the hotel staff.

"Chief Celine, the hotel did not make a mistake. I did indeed buy so much milk."

Facing Celine Glide's question, before the hotel staff had time to speak, Lin Qian took the lead in clarifying for the hotel staff.

"Mr. Lin, why are you buying so much milk?"

Celine Glide was dumbfounded, she didn't expect Lin Qian to actually buy so much milk.

"Will you give Emma a bath?"

"If you don't believe me, come and smell it. After so many days of milk bath, Emma still smells milky and milky even if she doesn't wear perfume."

Lin Qian shrugged and explained in a very casual tone.

"wash……"

"bath?!"

Celine Glide was completely dumbfounded. Lin Qian's extravagant lifestyle was completely beyond her imagination.

As the middle-level leader of the New York Office of the FBI, Celine Glide works hard every year, often walking on the edge of danger, and her annual salary is only 14 US dollars, while the average FBI agent earns $10 a year The annual salary is not even less than [-] US dollars.

Compared to the vast majority of ordinary people in the United States, Celine Glade and others are already highly paid, but compared to Lin Qian in front of him, they are not even considered beggars.

The little money they earn hard every year is not even enough for the other party's bath money for half a month.

Break the defense, break the big defense.

With mixed feelings in her heart, Celine Glyde took a deep breath, then picked up the bill and continued to read it.

"30 bottles of Dalmore in 7 years, with a total value of 8 US dollars."

"2002 bottles of Château Mouton 18 dry red, with a total value of 15 US dollars."

"44 bottles of Moët champagne..."

Celine Glide muttered, looking at the dazzling array of alcohol consumption on the bill, some of which might not be exchanged for a bottle of her entire month's salary.

Seeing the end, Celine Glide's eyes became dull.

"Mr. Lin, did you drink all these drinks in these 18 days?"

Celine Glyde murmured.

"Oh……"

"That's not it."

"Just now I got a call from my private jet, saying that there wasn't enough wine in the private jet, so I took some from the hotel before leaving the hotel."

Lin Qian replied with a smile.

When Celine Glide heard the words, she turned her head silently and looked at her own reflection on the floor-to-ceiling window, only to see three words written on her face at this moment: Big wronged species!
(End of this chapter)