"Hong Tao, how do I think it's a little strange here, and I can't tell what's weird. Ah Shan stood on the deck, put her hand on the pergola, looked at the houses on the shore for a long time, and then asked Hong Tao beside her.

"There are boats, but no cars! You see that every house has no garage and no cars on the road. Amy, do you know why? Why are there no cars here?" Hong Tao's sense was more sensitive than Ashan's, he had already discovered the problem, and he had a rough answer in his mind, but he was not sure.

"Sir, this island and the island of fire to the south are not allowed to enter by private cars, and can only be entered by bus or pedaling bicycle. So you see, the best houses here basically have boats, they don't need cars. The female sailor answered Hong Tao's question as she slowly leaned the boat towards the trestle.

"Hey, those vampires are really looking for a place, and I won this house, just like your car, but not alone. Come, come down, let's go in and have a look, this will be my son's private property from now on, call it a gift from my father! Son, do you like it here? Do you like it? Then call Dad a few more times, and when you are happy, I will buy you more big houses, you money addict!" Before Hong Tao could get steady, he jumped onto the trestle with Hong Shan in his arms, and then took Ah Shan's hand, helped her off the boat, and walked along the long wooden pedal towards the house on the shore.

"Do you really want to give Shanshan? He is just over a year old, what do you want a house for?" Ah Shan took Hong Tao's arm and chatted with Hong Tao while teasing his son who was lying on Hong Tao's shoulder.

"He's going to grow up sooner or later, isn't his just yours? To the west is the beach, which I saw when I came there a lot. By the time my son went to high school. You can bring your girlfriend here by yourself and avoid your mother. Save yourself from nagging him. Hong Tao thought far ahead.

"You don't teach the child, okay, if he dares to learn from you, I'll break his legs!" Ah Shan secretly pinched the soft flesh on Hong Tao's waist and protested Hong Tao's attempt to educate his son to be a playboy.

"When the child is older, of course he wants to play with a girl, do you want him to play with a boy? Okay, how to educate the child is your right, I don't interfere, now see me do a magic trick for you...... Heavenly Spirit ...... Earth Spirit. The key is about to appear!" When the three of them walked under the porch, Hong Tao began to be funny again, he was like a jumping god, holding his son and jumping and jumping, suddenly touched the door frame, took down a key, and opened the door.

However, this was not what he asked God to invite, but the lawyer who sued him on the phone just now. He hadn't been here ever since the house was taken over to his name. It all depends on the lawyer to help him take care of it, and every week there will be cleaning staff coming here to clean, and a qiē bill will be sent to Tan Jing, and finally paid together. Hong Tao didn't ask for specific details, so he didn't even know the house number, but he just remembered that there was a house on the beach on Long Island.

The room was very clean. All the furniture is neatly arranged, as if it has always been occupied. In addition to the living room, dining room, kitchen, bathroom, utility room on the first floor. There are also 3 bedrooms and two bathrooms on the second floor, plus a small loft in that spire. It is definitely enough for a family of four or five to spend a holiday here. To Hong Tao's surprise, there are still two golf carts in the utility room on the first floor, and when you open the door of the utility room, it is the north side of the house, and you can directly drive this battery cart all the way to the road. The original owner was really thoughtful, and if he didn't let the car go, he played with the battery car, damn the rich man, Zhen Nima would enjoy it.

Now that you're here, don't be idle, hop on two carts and head to the beach to the west. Little Sequoia was obviously more interested in this golf cart than the big yacht, and he couldn't stop making a beeping sound in his mouth, and jumped all the way on Hong Tao's lap, refusing to get out of the car when he reached the beach. The beach, which stretches straight to the west, is about 10 kilometers long and is called Jones Beach, which is a resort. Don't look at the area, but there are a lot of people, restaurants, supermarkets, and restaurants everywhere. However, there is a good thing, on the west side of Gilgo State Park, it is a tourist area, and it is very quiet. If you like the sea, you can go to the beach, and if you like green, you can go to the state park and enjoy the shade and wildflowers.

After lunch, Hong Shan fell asleep on the sofa of the yacht, while Hong Tao sat on the back deck with Ah Shan in his arms and muttered, or called for his hands and feet. Amy, the sailor, was very dedicated, never looking back at her employer's private life, and was engrossed in making the yacht sail more smoothly towards the New York Bay. At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Hong Tao and his family returned to the yacht club, said goodbye to Amy and the staff, and ended today's short vacation.

After returning to the apartment, Hong Tao began to take a shower, and Ah Shan helped him match the clothes to be worn outside. Because Hong Tao extremely dislikes to wear formal clothes such as suits, so Ah Shan can only choose some more dignified styles in casual wear, and after a while, Hong Tao is going to meet Bill, although she doesn't know the specific details, but she also understands in her heart that it must be no small matter to call Hong Tao back from the sea, if you need to know, Hong Tao will tell herself, you don't need to know, it's useless to ask. Since the successful listing of Netscape Communications, Hong Tao is basically equivalent to a god in the eyes of her and them, billions of dollars, inadvertently into their pockets, this kind of ability except Hong Tao, they have never seen anyone else, and they have never even heard of it.

"Will you come back at night?" Before going out, Ah Shan asked cautiously, although it was a question, but his eyes were expectant.

"When I come back, I will stay in New York for at least half a month, and when I leave depends on the progress of the French shipyard. The new ship can't be delivered, I can't go if I want to, I don't want to take a bath in the sea every day in that broken boat, and wait for me at night! Unless Bill has a penchant for going to a nightclub, I won't be too late. Hong Tao gave Ah Shan a satisfactory answer, he really didn't plan to live outside. Rada, Carol, and Lily still have a lot of time to go to the boat to accompany them, and now it should be all for Ah Shan and her son, even if it is their turn.

Walking back to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel again, as soon as he entered through the side entrance of East 50th Street, he was stopped by the front desk staff, and someone left him a note. The notes on it are dragon flying phoenix dance, just like a circuit board is as difficult to identify, Hong Tao doesn't even need to look at the payment, he can guess whose masterpiece this is, except for the science and engineering man who dropped out of school, whose words can be so ugly.

"What does this PeacockAlley mean? Peacock Alley?" said on the sticky note that Bill was waiting for Hong Tao in a place, but Hong Tao didn't know where this place was, and the name seemed to have a bit of a Chinese flavor, could it be in Chinatown?

"Oh, it's in our hotel, don't worry, she'll take you there and tell you anything you want to know. "The staff at the front desk was very polite and sent an employee directly to take Hong Tao with him, with a commentary.

Peacock Alley is not Peacock Alley, it should be translated as Peacock Promenade. This name has a long history and is unique to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, and every Waldorf Astoria Hotel in the world has a Peacock Alley. In fact, it is the name of a lounge, which is located on the 28th floor of the hotel, which means that ordinary guests staying under the age of 28 cannot enter.

95-year-old Bill Gates is just 40 years old, which is the most elegant age for men, but he is less raunchy than Hong Tao, a blue shirt and a pair of black pants, but he wears leather shoes, but it is a casual style, and the two laces are tied differently. When Hong Tao came to the lounge, he was sitting on the table in the middle of the lounge with a middle-aged woman chatting quietly, and he didn't notice that Hong Tao was coming, until the waiter came to remind him, he stood up and came to the door of the lounge.

"Hello Mr. Hong, Bill, just call me Bill. Please, I'm chatting with a friend, we can sit together. That lady was Catherine Elizabeth Hilton, Richard's wife...... God, I forgot you're not an American! Well, just remember that no matter what she says, you just praise her, she's a big problem!" Bill's way of meeting is very special, the handshake is very casual, but there are a lot of words, and what he says has nothing to do with Hong Tao, and even a little too simplistic.

"Hilton Hotel Management Group?" Hong Tao didn't care about Bill's attitude, because he himself was also this virtue, he didn't pay much attention to his words and deeds, and his speech was too casual.

"Yes, this hotel is hers...... No, it's her family. Kathy, let's see who's coming, Aite Hong that you were talking about just now, stand in front of you now......" The two whispered as they walked back to the table, and the smile on Bill's face immediately became a little thicker, and he introduced Hong Tao to the woman who was around 40 years old, wearing heavy makeup, jewelry, and charm.

"Oh my God, it's Mrs. Hilton, you're younger than you look in the photo, if I hadn't really held your hand, I would have thought it would have gone back 20 years! You're so beautiful!" Hong Tao hasn't figured out who this lady is so far, but he still knows about the Hilton Group, and seeing Bill's flattering face, Hong Tao certainly can't lose to him. If you only talk about the thickness of the skin and the kung fu of patting the horse, Hong Tao thinks that he can throw Bill a Pacific Ocean width, and he has practiced this art in various banquets for most of his last life. (To be continued......)