Li Du thought Porter was very interesting, or he felt that this guy was very simple and naive, and he couldn't tell that he was a descendant trained by a Boston chaebol family.

As early as when Van Gogh's oil painting transactions, they roughly learned about Porter's identity.

The Porter family is very famous in the Boston area. It is a big family, a big chaebol, and its strength and power are not under the Vanderbilt family to which Steve Tusenberg belongs.

Although members of their family are not well-known on the list of major rich people, they are truly rich and powerful.

There are three types of rich people in the world. The first is that everyone knows that they are rich, such as Bill Gates; the second is that everyone doesn't know that they are rich, but some media know and dare to report them out.

Another type is the family of Porter and Steve. They are rich and everyone is not sure about it. The media may know it, but without their permission, major media dare not report their information.

Li Du believes that these big families cultivate descendants all develop in the direction of elites.

In fact, this is a misunderstanding. Each family has multiple descendants. They choose their ability and interest cultivation methods. Children with strong abilities will work hard to become the pillars of the family and the helmsman in the future.

Otherwise, other children will be trained according to their interests and do whatever they want, as long as they don’t do things that hurt the family.

Both Porter and Steve seem to belong to this. The family gives them enough money to develop their hobbies and can help the family occasionally.

As for the family business, they mainly rely on a team of professional managers to operate, and the helmsman is responsible for leading and supervising these gold-collar workers.

These were all what Porter told them on the road, and did not introduce much information, because as the music approached the villa yard, the louder the music became, the more Li Du and the others could not hear each other's communication.

In the yard of the villa, a music fountain was surging up and down with the explosive singing, and at least fifty young men and women were shaking their heads and shaking their butts to the music.

As soon as he entered the yard, Potter subconsciously frowned.

Seeing this, Hans shook his head. How could his resistance attitude be favored by the girl?

Hans took off his shirt and pulled him into the celebratory crowd.

Li Du also doesn't like such an environment or atmosphere. In contrast, he feels that African tribes sing and dancing around bonfires are more interesting.

Taking Brother Wolf and Godzilla, he found a shade shed, opened the lounge chair and sat down, took out his cell phone to handle some business.

The buying of the island in Australia is in full swing. Bull Steward and Theodore Tony have been doing their best to help him with this matter, and there is great potential.

It was a coincidence that he remembered Master Steve Tusenberg just now, but when he opened his phone, Steve sent him a message.

The content in the message was very plain. I asked him what he was doing and what arrangements he had recently made, which seemed like a greeting between friends.

Li Du also replied briefly, saying that he went to Africa not long ago and had a very exciting experience. He had the opportunity to have a good chat with him.

As a result, as soon as his message was sent, Steve quickly replied: Have you gone to Africa? Have you taken the risk? I read that right, you are running an adventurer's blood flowing on you.

Li Du was speechless. He had a lot of adventurer blood on him. This time he returned to the United States, he would not go out to make trouble. He just wanted to find a way to manage Shaou Island and Amenda Diamond Mine.

Steve was very interested in his experience and even took the initiative to call, but the atmosphere was too chaotic to make a call, so he could only send messages and chat.

Li Du introduced his trip to Africa, and Steve asked some questions, and he answered them truthfully.

The chat was almost over, and the crazy roaring music in the speaker stopped, and then a handsome, sunny tall young man jumped onto the fountain pool and shouted: "Hi, gentlemen, ladies, and the cute Queen Ariana, let me stop my joy..."

Li Du put away his cell phone and looked at the young man, not knowing what he was going to do.

Porter spoke at this time and said, "Shao Ang, don't stand on it. The fountain pool is made of hollow ceramic plates. It's just beautiful and not strong. Be careful to break it."

The handsome young man Xiao Ang laughed: "Don't worry, Little Porter, I won't break it. I know you gave a lot of deposit to rent this villa. We won't let you spend more money. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

His words are guided, a bit of a satirizing Porter for renting the villa with great face, but he is afraid of damaging the things in the villa.

The young men and women who were having fun were easily induced and followed his words to laugh at Porter: "That's right, man, how could this be broken?"

"You might as well worry that we will crush the bricks in the yard."

"It's really a shame to be afraid of this and that. If I had known it, I would have been better off going to the beach to have fun."

Listening to the booing of the young people, Porter was embarrassed and angry. He was not good at speaking and could not explain, so he could only lower his head and sulk.

This turned out to be even more misunderstood. Some girls also showed disdainful expressions, thinking that Porter was stingy.

Li Du spoke out for Porter. What kind of mentality do these people have? It would be fine if they were not grateful to them, but they even ridiculed him in turn. He really couldn't stand it.

After snapping his fingers, he released a small flying insect and landed at the feet of the tall Qing Xiaoang, vigorously absorbing the energy of time in the hollowed-out tiles.

After guiding his companions to attack Porter, Shaun looked quite proud and shouted on the fountain pool: "Reclaim attention, reclaim attention, gentlemen, ladies, let us be quiet but excited again. Next we are going to do a new link. Let me tell me, what link?!"

A group of young men yelled: "Present a gift to the Queen!"

Xiao Ang was trying to die and actually started stomping his feet on the fountain pool. He stomped his feet while setting the rhythm: "Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Queen! Yeah! Gift! Yeah...bang!"

After the tiles were hollowed out, they were not strong at all. The insect absorbed the energy of time inside, so it was even less solid. Xiao Ang stomped his feet like this, and finally the tiles were broken!

A large piece of ceramic tiles that were responsible for his body were broken, and he couldn't stand it anymore and flipped into the fountain pool.

The spring water gushed and sprayed him all over, turning him into a soy sauce cock.

The young men exclaimed and quickly reached out to pull him up.

Xiao Ang was in a very embarrassing state. With the help of his companions, he stood up and climbed out of the fountain pool, and shouted with resentment: "What kind of rags are there? This villa looks good, and the things inside are all fake and shoddy products. Is this Chinese product?"

Li Du narrowed her eyes, hey, why didn’t she fall to death just now? It turns out that this guy is still a racist? Very good, let’s play slowly today, I want to mess with you!

Xiao Ang's words changed Porter's face. He knew that Li Du was Chinese, so he quickly said, "Don't talk nonsense, Chinese porcelain is world-famous, and the tiles here are from Italy..."

Hans pulled him and signaled him not to say anything. At this time, the smart people should remain silent.

Because there is a ruthless person next to him, this guy is willing to offend ruthless person, so let him do it.
Chapter completed!