Hearing what Li Qingxi had said, Wu Zhaoyou looked at him with an expression that showed slight dissatisfaction.
"Director Lin, why have you come here? Has something happened?"
"I bought all the apartments in the complex, didn't I? Now there's a hole in the fence, and the property management has been dragging their feet for over a month without fixing it. My dad and I came to reason with them, and they haven't given us a proper explanation."
"You bought them..."
Li Qingxi and the property staff were shocked.
They had always thought that the apartment was rented to them at a low price by a kind-hearted social benefactor; they never imagined it had been purchased by the orphanage.
But an apartment complex would cost at least several billion, how could a truck driver like him possibly afford it?
"I'm aware of the situation now. Let's go; I'll take care of it."
"Thank you for the trouble."