The starting system is awesome. Sorry, I am invincible.

James Lincoln scolded Jennifer.

It was because he had just received a bill for $1.1 million from the Waldorf Astoria Hotel.

I learned that Qin Chuan's stay in a hotel for one night cost him US$1.1 million.

James Lincoln was dumbfounded.

Are you going to kill me as a pig? ! !

He asked Jennifer if he didn't mean that Qin Chuan checked in by himself. Why did he still spend money when he was the hotel owner?

Moreover, even if it costs money.

Spending 1.1 million US dollars in one night is too exaggerated.

Not to mention the $17 in drinks.

Damn, $100,000 worth of electronic equipment and more than $300,000 in tips were all billed to me.

Isn’t this just a pig-killing plate?

James Lincoln suspected that Jennifer Kelly had enriched herself and teamed up with Qin Chuan to defraud him of his own money.

"If you hadn't slept with Qin Chuan, I would have taken your surname! Come back right away and explain to me what happened to these more than one million..."

After James Lincoln said these words, he hung up the phone.

For work, for livelihood.

Jennifer had no choice but to give up her job in Los Santos and reassign top FBI agent Franklin to follow Qin Chuan.

Standing at the boarding gate.

Qin Chuan stretched out his right hand, preparing to say goodbye.

But he never thought that Jennifer did not shake hands, but gave him a big hug.

Qin Chuan once again felt the feeling of being hit by a comet.

"Goodbye, Mr. Qin, I look forward to our next meeting."

"goodbye..."

Jennifer hugged her for about ten seconds.

The staff member who carried her to the ticket gate couldn't stand it anymore, rolled her eyes angrily, and then she let go...

Watching Qin Chuan and the others walking onto the covered bridge, the remaining tenderness on Jennifer's face disappeared.

She tied her hair up again, took the dark blue FBI jacket handed over by the assistant agent, and returned to the image of the decisive FBI director.

......

Los Santos International Airport, exit.

Two Chinese girls are particularly eye-catching.

The location of Los Santos has a pleasant climate all year round. The current temperature remains around 22 degrees, which is the most comfortable temperature.

Wang Ranran chose a fresh outfit today.

The light blue dress, the skirt swaying gently, like the summer breeze.

The neckline of the skirt is designed to be elegant yet playful, slightly revealing her slender collarbone.

Her hair naturally hangs down her shoulders, and a few strands of hair hang gently by her ears, making her look clean and neat.

The girl standing next to her is Wang Ranran's roommate Jiang Fang.

Jiang Fang is tall and has a quiet appearance.

She wore a thin gray coat with a white T-shirt underneath, which was simple yet individual.

Her hair was casually pulled into a bun, with a few strands of hair hanging in front of her forehead, adding a bit of lazy temperament to her.

The two girls are an eye-catching sight in the crowd.

"Hey, Ran Ran!"

In the crowd, a Mandarin speaker with a Cantonese accent spoke.

Wang Ranran and Jiang Fang looked back.

The person shouting was a boy with oily hair.

The other party was wearing an exaggerated colorful shirt, holding a bouquet of flowers, and trotted over from a distance.

"Ran Ran, did you call Wei Zile here too?" Jiang Fang asked doubtfully

Wang Ranran shook his head and said, "I don't have one."

While the two were talking, Wei Zile had already run up to them.

He handed the flowers in his hand to Wang Ranran, "Ranran, this is for you."

Wang Ranran did not reach out to pick it up. "Wei Zile, why are you here?"

"Yesterday I saw you checking how to rent a car. I wasn't asking you what to do with renting a car. You said you were coming to the airport to pick up your brother."

Wang Ranran recalled that something like this happened yesterday.

She was still a little unhappy at the time.

This Wei Zile didn't respect personal privacy at all and peeked at the screen of his mobile phone.

"Ran Ran, if you want a car, tell me. Renting a car is so troublesome. Moreover, the cars of those car rental companies are broken and dirty."

Wei Zile raised the car key of the Trident in his hand, "This is the Mercedes-Benz e450 I just bought. Take it and use it. Don't worry, I won't charge you. You just need to fill up the tank with me when you're done." "

Wang Ranran refused and said, "Thank you Wei Zile, but no need. I just rented a Corolla, which is just right."

When Wei Zile heard this, with a look of disdain on his face, he said while holding the plastic port

"Corolla? Can you also call a taxi? Ranran, you said before that your brother came to the United States for the first time. He came from the mainland to see the world. If you drive a Corolla, how can he see the world? My brand new Mercedes-Benz e450, It has a six-cylinder 3.0t engine with 300 super horsepower. If you drive my car and pick up your brother, he will be very proud and happy."

If Wang Ranran hadn't been a good tutor, he would have rolled his eyes a dozen times and said, "My brother doesn't like this kind of garbage truck at all."

However, before studying abroad, my parents repeatedly warned me to keep a low profile, not to be public, and not to cause trouble for my brother.

Wang Ranran never showed her identity as the sister of a billionaire.

Jiang Fang didn't have as many worries as Wang Ranran. She had long been unhappy with Wei Zi's joy.

"Wei Zile, isn't it a Mercedes-Benz? It's necessary to say as much as possible."

Wei Zile glanced sideways at Jiang Fang, snorted coldly, and cursed in his heart.

'Haha, if it weren't for Wang Ranran's roommate relationship, I wouldn't bother to care about a Bei Gu like you. '

"Jiang Fang, you can see clearly that this is an authentic European Mercedes-Benz e450, not your domestic e300l or e260l. The price of this e450 is US$7!"

"So what if it's 7 U.S. dollars? It's just over U.S. dollars."

"Hey, oh, 450 Chinese national currency? You don't mean it. If it's just that, why don't you buy one? I saw you asking in the Chinese crowd two days ago, who wants to sell it? My budget is $ for a second-hand car. Why, you can afford a $ second-hand car but not my brand new Mercedes-Benz e, which costs $?”

"I... I spent so much money from my family on going to school, so I couldn't bear to ask my family for money to buy a car."

"Haha, if you can't afford it, you can't afford it. It's a bunch of excuses."

Jiang Fang is a person who can't hide her words and says whatever comes to her mind.

Her family is considered well-off among ordinary people, and her parents are both middle-level leaders of large companies.

I had no worries about food and drinks since I was a child, and I also had a little pocket money.

However, with such family conditions, it is still a bit difficult to study abroad in the United States.

If you spend money to buy a luxury car just because of your face, it will be too wasteful.

What I just said about 7 U.S. dollars was just to irritate Wei Zile.

The other person uses his identity as a Hong Kong Islander all day long and looks down on mainland students. He has an inexplicable sense of superiority that makes people want to fight him.

Wang Ranran tugged on Jiang Fang's clothes, and his eyes signaled her not to get too entangled with this kind of person.

In Wei Zire's eyes, the actions of the two girls were Wang Ranran protecting himself.

Tell Jiang Fang to shut up and stop acting against herself.

Wei Zile sneered in his heart...