Later, Old John bought Future Tower and turned it into the cheapest rental apartment complex in all of Wellens.
However, the renovations had not cost much, and they had been extremely bare-bones.
The reason was simple: low prices inevitably meant low returns, so any expensive facilities requiring excessive maintenance costs were unrealistic.
Only by keeping the entire system running normally, ensuring rental income covered maintenance and management costs, and even leaving a basic surplus for emergencies, could the whole system continue operating.
Unlike his son, Old John had truly started a business and achieved financial freedom from nothing. He understood every trick and detail in the business chain.
The surplus from the building rents just happened to cover the necessary losses from helping people find jobs, find doctors, and cover overdue rent.
Old John was no philanthropist. People who constantly fell behind on rent, refused to look for work, and stayed in the apartments freeloading would also be thrown out by him and the Security Guards.
Likewise, his terrible temper, the tower's poor maintenance and service, and its bare-minimum facilities ensured that anyone who made money would want to move out at the first opportunity, rather than occupying places meant for later arrivals.
But his Future Tower had indeed ensured that most people coming to Wellens for the first time had somewhere to stay.
So in reality, many people owed him a favor. When the Municipal Government tried to forcibly demolish the tower, most tenants had also been willing to stand with him and protect Future Tower.
Night had spread across the narrow alley. He Ao stood before the flower-covered memorial, recalling what the driver had said and falling into brief silence.
The snow in the sky had completely stopped, and only flowers that had yet to wither remained in