Returning to the bald uncle again, Hong Tao cooperated with him to talk nonsense, and after hastily ending the interview, he took Carol and Rada to pick up his car. Before the door could close, he slipped out of it again, took a few steps, ran to the Lily reporter who was still waiting to interview him, said a few words, shook hands, and then got back into the car, passed through the still protesting crowd, and drove out of the docks.

"He's a dangerous guy, should I do this interview...... Damn rich people, I don't eat or drink for a few years, and I can't afford such a ship. Looking at the back of the car in the distance, Lily quietly opened her right hand a slit, and in the palm of her hand was a small note with a very long phone number on it, which was stuffed to her by Hong Tao when she got out of the car just now, and then told her that if she wanted an interview, she could only go alone, and she would make this call when she thought about it. Whether to go or not is a question worth pondering.

Just as Lily was trying to figure out whether to approach Hong Tao, the legendary big playboy, the three of them had already boarded another speedboat on a small pier more than a kilometer away from the pier, and then drove towards the opposite side of St. Louis Island. Hong Tao didn't quite know why his foundation had arranged his trip this way, but it soon became clear that he received a call while he was on the boat, and the local lawyer hired by the foundation had arranged it for him.

Hong Tao rarely trusts people, but he trusts these lawyers in principle, because they are not a person, but a group, a profession. Their goal is simple, that is, to get paid. To harm themselves is to lose a large amount of income, which is almost the same as killing their parents. They will never tolerate it. If you want to jump off the building now, the first one to pounce on you and hug your legs. Definitely it will be them.

The strait is only more than 10 kilometers wide, and on the opposite side is a very small town, surrounded by mountains and rivers, very quiet. The place where Hong Tao stayed was not a hotel, but a very old Spanish-style two-story building, with a small area, the first floor has a living room and kitchen, and the second floor has three independent bedrooms, but only one bathroom. Although the conditions are very average. But Hong Tao is quite satisfied, living here is more relaxed than staying in a hotel, more like a home.

"Hello Mr. Hong, I'm Pedro, my eponymous office is in St. Louis, I've been your advisor for the past few days, and you can always come to me if you have any questions. "There was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties sitting in the living room. With a snow-white shirt, linen-colored trousers, color-blocked leather shoes, gold-rimmed eyes, and meticulously combed hair, Hong Tao could smell the smell of a lawyer on him without introducing himself.

"Now there's a big question, why are people on the dock protesting against me? How much do you know about this? Can you tell me more about it?" It's best not to talk to these lawyers. Their time is measured by the hour, even the minute, even by the minute, although it is no longer necessary to hire a lawyer to pay by the hour. But the essence is the same, and every word they say. There is a fee for all of them.

"It's a minor nuisance, there are people who are collecting information about your private life. It was then broadcast on TV and posted on the Internet. The specific source is still being investigated by the Foundation, and it is likely to be in Buenos Aires, and I heard from the Foundation that you have caused a little trouble over there. In just two sentences, Pedro explained the cause and effect of the matter, including his own opinion, which is really a pity.

"It's really a small nuisance, let them dig it up, ignore it, as long as there is no legal trouble, it is not a trouble. Hong Tao didn't want to ask about the details of the matter, this kind of trick of attacking his private life was ineffective.

He was neither a public official, nor a public figure, nor did he live on fame, and even if the world's newspapers portrayed him as a scumbag in his private life, there was nothing in his way of actually hindering him. Businessmen don't care if your private life is rotten or not, people only care about whether you can bring them benefits, and most governments will not pay too much attention to you because of this matter. Of course, most of them, and some places still need to be paid attention to.

"Of course, it's great that you can think like this, but there's one thing that's a little more troublesome, and that's the statement you posted on your profile......" Pedro stopped halfway through and glanced at Carol and Rada, the two of them were watching TV on the sofa, although they couldn't understand what was being said, but they hadn't watched it for more than half a month, which was quite interesting.

"Let's go to the door, the scenery here is very good, what's its name?" Hong Tao understood what Pedro meant, he wanted to talk to himself about the following issues alone, since he felt it was necessary, then talk about it alone, but Carol and Rada could not be deprived of the right to watch TV, it was better to go out by themselves.

"It's called Alcantara, it's an old town, it was a cotton distribution center in the early 18th century, and the house you live in is 150 years old. Your statement caused a lot of shock on the Internet, and now it's almost all overturned. The Foundation doesn't know what the outcome will be, are you sure you won't take down that statement?" Pedro walked with Hong Tao to the hill next to the docks, explaining the history of the town and his work.

"Is there a property for sale here? This cottage is good, but unfortunately there isn't enough land around it, and I want that kind of house that is not disturbed. If there is no legal problem with that statement, it should be posted on the Internet, I like this kind of trouble, and if no one scolds me all day, I feel very lonely. I'd like to hear your opinion, is it illegal to hold this kind of party in Brazil?" Hong Tao is also very good at this rhythm of talking about several things together, so he followed Pedro.

"Hahaha...... If I were your age and have an endless amount of money to spend, I would do the same...... This kind of thing is not something that everyone can enjoy, and I envy you, really. This kind of thing is not illegal in Brazil at least, but you have to pay attention to one thing, which is to prevent some people from repenting and suing you for coercion, so in the process, it is best not to be alone from everyone's sight for too long, and the necessary witnesses and evidence should still be kept. In this way, you can rest easy, even if someone intends to use this kind of matter to sue you, we can easily persuade the judge that it will not be accepted at all. The house belonged to one of my clients, and the acres around it belonged to him, including where we now stood and the wharf, where the meadow to the west belonged to the town, except that there was no wall built here. But generally no one will break in, everyone in the town knows that this is private territory, it has been hundreds of years, and it is as old as this house, are you interested?" Pedro was very frank, told Hong Tao about the legal precautions, and then took the matter of the house together.

"Is that friend of yours going to make a move?" Hong Tao didn't say anything more about the statement and the pie, he felt that the matter had already been made clear, at least Pedro should have understood what he meant.

"You're lucky, my friend passed away last year, and his heir doesn't like St. Louis and prefers a big city like São Paulo. You should understand, young people don't like to live by the traditions of their ancestors, and I'm helping him find a buyer, and the price is not high, $300,000, and the land and its more than 100 years of history will be yours. Pedro said it lightly, but with a hint of reluctance in his tone, as a native who was born and raised in Sri Lanka, he didn't want to see the history of his hometown bought by a foreigner, but there was nothing he could do.

"Okay, deal! I have to ask you to hire a butler and a servant for me again, I may not be back for a long time, and I can't be left unwatched. In addition, I think it would be better to build a fence, just build one with these stones by the sea, and transfer the bill to the Foundation. Hong Tao is not even interested in bargaining, and how to make his property more in line with his mind is what he is most concerned about.

"Well, I'll do my best, and now there's one last thing left, and that's the trouble your statement has caused. Let's see, this is the candidate I screened out according to your conditions, there are about more than 10 candidates...... You can take a look first, and if there is a candidate, I will notify her to come over, or go anywhere. Pedro came out of the house with a bulging briefcase. Hong Tao thought that it was some important item inside, so he kept it with him, but what Pedro took out from it was not a valuable thing, but a large stack of paper jiàn folders.

"So fast? are they all screened and determined?" Hong Tao took the pile of text folders, probably flipped through them, some of them were very thick, more than ten pieces of paper, some were very thin, only a few pieces of paper, but each of them had several photos in them, all of them were young girls, and those photos were all color photos in bikinis, with front, side, back, and many life photos.

"Well, it's not difficult, I just need to send someone to check their information, it's all true and credible. I wonder if it's time for me to leave, if you've chosen someone, just call me, there's my office and home phone, 24 hours a day. Pedro said goodbye to Hong Tao with an empty bag and walked down the stone path to the dock.

"That's a bit too efficient, isn't it...... It's not a ghost grinding, Lord Yama has helped. Hong Tao took the big bunch of Wen Jiàn and smashed it straight to his mouth, a little unable to believe the facts in front of him. (To be continued......)