<h4>Chapter 713: Chapter 617 Interesting People, Interesting Party (Please subscribe!)_1</h4><h4></h4>
Having a manor could be considered one of the standard assets of the American elite. You could be without a luxury apartment or a terraced vi, but you definitely can’t be without a manor.
Swimming pool, horse-racing track, wharf, even a private golf course - the huge area of a manor allows wealthy people to unleash their imagination and create a remarkablyfortable living space.
The location chosen for this party was East Hampton in New York, the top area for the affluent in New York. Many super-rich chose to make their homes here, which is a two-hour drive from New York.
By the time it was nearing evening.
Tang Qing and his group finally arrived at this ce, filled with rich people.
Luxury cars were all over the ce; their Audis looked as if they were being driven by servants.
Nearing the manor area, a few sports cars whizzed by disappearing in the distance. asionally, a helicopter would fly overhead, which was one of the main modes of transportation for the rich folks here.
Luxury cars.
Manors.
Airnes.
Yachts.
...
The epitome of luxury.
However, if he were to live here permanently, Tang Qing wouldn’t fancy thisyout. The vis in Shanghai suit him quite well, his uncle has already bought a plot ofnd for a manor in Qingyan City, which is good enough for vacations, there is no need to own one personally.
"Jiaxue, do you like that car?", Tang Qing asked as he pointed to a red Ferrari convertible through the car window. A blonde beauty atop it wasn’t driving too fast and was slowly overtaking their convoy on the left.
Upon seeing this, Lin Jiaxue shook her head vigorously: "I don’t like it."
"Why? It looks quite appealing.", Tang Qing wondered. When it came tofort, Tang Qing didn’t like sports cars, but when it came to appearance, Tang Qing had to admit, it represented a form of art.
"Driving is too troublesome, it’s better to be driven.", stated Lin Jiaxue with a serious look.
"Haha..."
Tang Qingughed at Lin Jiaxue’s response, truly the wife of his, Tang Qing held Lin Jiaxue’s face, gave her a passionate kiss and gently said: "Don’t worry, as long as I’m here, someone will drive you all your life."
"Hmm."
...
Soon enough.
The convoy arrived at East Hampton’s manor area.
There is no denying, none of the manors here are cheap. A starting price of at least tens of millions of dors, moreover, if it has a wharf along the coast, the price doubles. When they arrived, the roadside outside the manor was already filled with all kinds of vehicles.
A line of luxury cars, including a variety of limited-edition sports cars, were inescapable. Thewns inside the manors couldn’t house all the parking, luckily the road outside was wide enough. Otherwise, it would definitely cause congestion, which would certainly result inints to the police.
They parked their car under the guidance of the servant.
As soon as he got out of the car.
Tang Qing saw several yachts anchored on the sea in the distance. It seemed that some of the people who came to the party came by yacht. This could be an option. He could get one of these when he’s free, and go fishing with Lin Jiaxue out at sea when there’s nothing to do.
Mu Jian led the way.
"Little Tang, stick with me, I’ll first introduce you to the host, Ge Feng, an... interesting person. He is quite straightforward in speaking but has no ill will and is very loyal."
"Sure."
Tang Qing, holding Lin Jiaxue’s hand, followed Mu Jian inside.
As soon as they entered the manor, Tang Qing felt a bit strange, it didn’t resemble the American parties he saw on TV. There were no bands, no dancing crowds, and no bikini swimming pool.
"Is it strange that it’s not lively enough?" Mu Jian asked Tang Qing.
"It does feel a bit strange." Tang Qing nodded in agreement.
Mu Jian exined: "Actually, it was quite lively at first. When we were young, who didn’t like lively and stimting events? But as time went on, people got tired of it, especially these second-generation Chinese-Americans, who don’t really favor the American way in their traditional culture.
So, weter found the noise and the crowd annoying. We leave those lively parties to the younger folks in their twenties. We just gather here, drink and chat, and exchange information."
They had attended too many parties over the years, and now quite sick of them. They slowly started to emte their elders, preferring these calm gatherings. Most of the people here are settled and have lived their wild days.
"It’s really... quite strange." Tang Qing couldn’t help butugh. He thought he would see a lively party, now there wasn’t much happening. But it was all right, he preferred quiet anyway.
Mu Jian led the way up front.
After around the bend, they saw the vi of the manor. It was a simple-style three-story building with a gray color scheme. The lights inside and outside the house was bright. Although there was no band, soft music floated in the air, it was the sound of a Chinese Guzheng.
"Mu, why don’t you call it a banquet instead?", Tang Qingughed, looking at the situation inside. A party without dancing and singing seemed better suited to be called a banquet or a gathering.
"Hehe, you’ll see soon enough." Mu Jian responded with a cryptic smile.
Hearing that.
Tang Qing became intrigued.
As soon as they entered.
A figure rushed over from the side.
"Mu Jian, you finally arrived, anyter and you would miss the opening." A not-so-fluent Chinese sentence came out of his mouth. Even if their ancestors came to America quite early, Chinese was apulsory subject.
After all, they dare not forget about it.
"Why don’t you start early?" Mu Jian replied helplessly.
Opening?
Tang Qing was puzzled. Was there some interesting program? If there was, it would match the mboyant dress style of the guy speaking. He really was...shy and glitzy.
This was originally used to describe women. But in this context, it was quite fitting to describe the person in front of him too.