City A Commercial Street.

Located at the seamost location, it is the most prosperous place in City A.

A skyscraper stands out suddenly, and it is the Yu family's group.

And in the cafe opposite the building, an old man was sitting.

The old man's hair was gray and his face was not full of wrinkles. His left ring finger was wearing a ring, and he was holding a crutch in his hand. His index finger was lit at the handle of the crutch, as if he was waiting for something.

The old man looked not serious, with a little gentleness.

He was wearing a suit and lace, wearing shiny black leather shoes, leaning against the sofa, and an assistant next to him was holding coffee for him.

On the wooden stool opposite the sofa, there was another man in a suit. The man was a little fat, with a bulging belly, and a fleshy face. He was smiling a little flatteringly.

"I don't know if Mr. Chu is here for a long time and is in a bad mood. I'm sorry, I..."

The old man raised one hand, and the man's voice immediately stopped seeing this.

The assistant delivered the coffee to the old man's mouth. He took a sip and said slowly: "Mr. Yu, I heard that your family has recently purchased a batch of new land in the outskirts of Kyoto?"

Mr. Yu's heart was tense. Although he noticed it, he was still very nervous after the old man said this.

"Yes, yes, the land in City A is basically gone, I just thought about going to Kyoto to try my luck, but I happened to meet it. Hahaha."

The old man seemed to have no intention of beating him with haha. He chuckled softly. The sound was not loud, but it was like a hammer that was heavily hammered in Mr. Yu's heart.

"Mr. Yu knows that was the Chu family's first fondness?"

Mr. Yu paused and forced a smile, "Of course I don't know this, but... I have bought all the purchases, and the project is about to begin. The construction team has already arrived there. Isn't it not... I'll give up this land at this time..."

The old man interrupted him: "Mr. Yu."

The man's words stopped suddenly, the old man's eyes were not cloudy, he took another sip of coffee and said, "I'm not discussing with you."

In a simple sentence, Mr. Yu's heart completely cold.

"I heard that you spent nearly 100 million to buy a painting some time ago, right?" said the old man.

Hearing this, Mr. Yu suddenly raised his head, his slender eyes wide open, as if he was a little unbelievable.

The old man stretched out his hand, and the assistant helped him up with a sense of understanding. The crutch hit the ground, making a crisp sound. The old man's steps were steady, and the crutch seemed to be just a decoration.

He walked to Mr. Yu and said slowly: "How long ago did you have money laundering methods? There is no new idea."

Leave a word, he chuckled and left leisurely.

Mr. Yu sat on the wooden bench, sweating profusely and his feet were cold.

*

The old man got into a car with a long body and was painted with transparent black paint.

He did not let the driver drive away for the time being, but took out a pocket watch from his pocket.

The pocket watch is in a golden shell, and this photo is attached to it. It looks like an old man and a little girl.

The girl has a sweet smile and is wearing a long dress.

The assistant closed the door for him and sat up from the other side.

"Is there any news?" the old man asked.

The assistant shook his head, "No. But the last message from the lady was in City A, but that was nine years ago."

"In the past nine years, we had no news, and she was too alert."

Speaking of this, the assistant noticed the old man's slightly disappointed expression and opened his mouth, but did not dare to continue talking.

In fact, he already knew something, but he couldn't speak.
Chapter completed!