Power of Money novel Chapter 1169

Life is equal. You will lose everything you get.

"The society is permanent. Wherever you get, someone will lose these things."

The rise of the Gu family's world was bound to be carried out with the tacit approval of some people.

Fighting existed in any corner of this world.

Now that one side of the scale was out of balance, Jason was willing to put himself as a chip on the other side of the balance, so as to let the balance tilt again to achieve his purpose.

That night, Wang Meng and Jason both disappeared in the rented room.

Wang Meng rushed to the west, Jason ran to the north.

He took a taxi to the family yard of a group of people in an old villa.

This family courtyard was extremely special.

It was unknown how many years it had been since it was founded. If it were an ordinary community, it would have been demolished many times, but it still stood here without falling. There were special people guarding the gate.

Jason got out of the car and went to the door to explain the purpose of his visit.

The staff at the door called and went in. Jason strode into the yard.

The courtyard was filled with the air of simplicity.

Everything seemed to have been left behind by the last century.

Su's architectural style was extremely ancient.

However, all of this was brand new. Every now and then, there would be special personnel who would repair this place. Under the circumstances that the original style remained unchanged, everything here would remain as new. This was because the people who lived here were all very old and full of nostalgia.

According to the address, Jason went to a villa in the depths of the mansion and rang the doorbell.

Soon, a young man in uniform came out. After confirming Jason's identity, he opened the door and let him in.

And then, the young man stood at the door, on guard.

Red carpet, old-fashioned wooden sofa.

There were two familiar photos on the wall.

Jason walked to the middle of the living room and looked at the white-haired old man sitting in the chair. He slightly bowed and said, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Xu. I am Jason from Nandu."

The old man was wearing an old green uniform. He looked like he was over 90 years old. His face was covered with old spots and his hair was grey. He was sitting on a chair, quiet like a painting, which could be traced back to the glorious years.

"Sit down." Mr. Xu opened his mouth, his voice full of vicissitudes of life and powerlessness.

Jason nodded. He sat on the chair opposite him, with his hands on his legs, his back straight, and his face more respectful than ever.