Under the public outrage, Johnson, who had been so arrogant just now, could only look gloomy.

What he said alone is contrary to what so many witnesses said. Even a fool knows what is going on.

The white police officer nodded when he heard this, "Well, you two gentlemen, ladies, and you, let's go to the police station to talk."

He called Xiao Qi, Taylor and Johnson.

The black police detective took out a piece of paper and pen and asked several witnesses to leave their testimonies and names and phone numbers for possible court testimony.

Mario smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Detective, I just acted as agent for these two gentlemen and young ladies. Can I go with you?"

"Okay." The police detective was very polite to the lawyer.

"I want to make a statement first." Mario pointed at Taylor and said: "My client is only sixteen years old this year, but he was violently abused by Mr. Johnson. If another client hadn't stopped him in time, he would have been abused.

I'm afraid this harm will fall on her... I believe many people can attest to this."

The two police detectives had long seen Xiao Qi's dark eyes and slightly swollen face. When Mario said this, they immediately understood.

"My two clients only assaulted people at most." Mario said seriously: "But Mr. Johnson not only assaulted people, he also committed the crime of racial discrimination and the crime of intending to harm minors. I want to represent

My client will sue him immediately and will not stop until he is sentenced to five to ten years!"

"Mario, you are setting me up! I didn't!" Johnson was a little scared.

As a wealthy man, he knew that if he was really convicted of the latter two crimes, not to mention five or ten years, two or three years in prison would be absolutely inevitable.

The black police detective didn't like him, so he nodded after hearing this, "With everyone's testimony, it's probably about the same in five to ten years. Our police will never let a bad guy go."

When Johnson heard this, he immediately softened. With a gloomy face, he hurriedly shouted: "Wait a minute... I, I am willing to reconcile! Let's discuss it... We don't have to go to the police station!"

On the basis that it does not involve serious harm to public security or criminal law, if the two parties intend to reconcile, then laws around the world are willing to allow both parties to reconcile. After all, this will save a lot of police and material resources and save a lot of public resources.

Mario and the police detectives looked at Xiao Qi and Taylor with questioning eyes, and Taylor gave the decision-making power to Xiao Qi.

After Xiao Qi stepped forward and blocked him for a while, Taylor regarded him as his good buddy, a good friend that he could really make friends with. In addition, Xiao Qi has always been very independent and calm. The girl

Naturally, I am willing to listen to what he thinks.

"It's better not to do it." Xiao Qi shook his head decisively, "I'm going to contact the Chinese Embassy. In addition, I am a businessman coming to the United States to do business. I want to find some newspaper and TV reporters to report on the situation here.

…Racial discrimination in the United States is so serious that even staying at a Hilton hotel cannot avoid it.”

The two police detectives were dumbfounded. How could this Chinese young man, who seemed so polite and polite, make such a fuss? There was no need to go to the embassy for this?

In fact, everyone doesn't know that it's not just the police in China who are afraid of foreign embassies getting involved in some cases, but the same is true in the United States.

As long as it does not involve high-level cases, the American police would not dare to engage in malpractice for personal gain, lest it spread to the international community and make them look bad.

But before the police said anything, the white manager became anxious: "Mr. Xiao, you can't do this! We sincerely apologize to you, but this kind of accident is not what we want to see. Please think twice before making a decision!"

"

He couldn't help but be in a hurry. Anyone with any brains would be able to imagine how much damage this would cause to the Hilton Hotel Group if word spread.

At that time, it will not only be Johnson who is unlucky, but also the management of this branch from top to bottom.

The white police detective also coughed and persuaded: "Sir, I think you can listen to his compensation conditions... When encountering such a thing, our police are inclined to victimize you and this lady.

If his compensation conditions are not good enough, the police will not sit idly by and ignore him."

When the two parties are reconciling, it is also common for the police to help put pressure on the parties to reach a settlement as soon as possible.

What's more, it's obvious that Johnson is being unreasonable now, and the detective is on his side and doesn't dare to say anything - have any objections? Very good, let's talk to the police station and the court!

"Yes, yes, there is no need to go to court." Johns seemed to be a different person at this moment, "Come, sir, madam, let's find a quiet place to talk."

The white manager also had this intention. After Xiao Qi and Taylor thanked the witnesses again, he took them to the small conference room next to them.

In addition to the three people, the white manager, two police detectives and Mario also entered the small conference room to participate in and witness the reconciliation.

"How much do you want?" Johnson sat at the table and took out a cashier's check. "Is ten thousand dollars enough? Twenty thousand? You can't ask for fifty thousand, right?"

Taylor looked at him with disgust and turned away, unwilling to pay attention to this man who smelled like copper.

Xiao Qi sighed, "Do you think money is everything?"

"Don't tell me such nonsense, young man, the magic of money is beyond your imagination." Johnson dismissed it, "Fifty thousand US dollars should be a lot if converted into your country's currency, right? Don't be dissatisfied.

!”

After coming to the United States, I realized that many Americans only know the name "China" and know nothing about the situation in China. The most they remember is that it has been poor and fanatical for decades.

Xiao Qi shook his head again, took out a cashier's check from his arms, wrote out a series of numbers, put it on the table, and pushed it over: "As long as you hang it with the words 'I am a racist'

Walk around New York City with this sign, and it’s yours for one million dollars.”

Everyone became sluggish.

Xiao Qi's cashier's check is a unique style of Citibank, and it is a distinguished platinum customer level. There are more than a hundred advanced technologies on the checkbook, and others cannot imitate or forge it.

So except for Taylor who didn't see the authenticity, the other four people instantly recognized that it was a real cash check, the kind that can be withdrawn when you take it to the bank.

Seeing the series of zeros above, Johnson's face turned red and white, which was really interesting.

He wanted to hit someone with money, but he was hit back with a bigger mountain.

"What? One million is not enough?" Xiao Qi smiled, tore up the check, and wrote another one: "How about two million? I'm not as stingy as you, fifty thousand US dollars, tsk tsk, you are so
Chapter completed!