"Heh."
Upon hearing what the System said, William gave a deadpan look and sneered inwardly.
He had thought that becoming young and stylish would allow him to start over and cast aside that previous life of never-ending darkness.
Who knew that this World would be even more dangerous.
Sigh.
Composing himself, William said calmly in his mind: "Please continue, System."
[Received. Currently reading all of the Host's data, please wait...]
Reading complete.
Detected that the Host has a wood processing company that exists in name only.
Therefore, this System will assist the Host in developing the company as its primary objective.
Reward package unlocking mission: please have the Host change the company name to Umbrella Corporation.]
"Umbrella?"
William was stunned; he certainly knew what this name represented.
Translated into Chinese, it is Umbrella, or the Umbrella Corporation.
It is the culprit responsible for the tragedy in Raccoon City in the resident evil game series.
Possessing extremely high-end technological weaponry and biomedicine, and even armed forces not inferior to the government of a small country.
Just as William was still astonished, the System continued:
[When the Host completes the mission and opens the reward package, this System will continue to answer the Host's questions.]
After saying this, the System, which had appeared from nowhere, seemed to return to the depths of his mind and ceased speaking.
At the same time, Andre drove the car into the courtyard of a Villa, stepped on the brake to stop, and said:
"I'll park the car in the garage first; you get out and wait a moment."
"Ah, okay."
Coming back to his senses, William had no objections, unbuckled his seatbelt, and got out of the car.
Taking a look at Andre, who was reversing into the garage, William turned around to face his current home.
A very modern two-story Villa with gray bricks and a simple gate.
On the right side of the door was a giant floor-to-ceiling window, through which the living room inside could be clearly seen.
What a nice environment.
Unfortunately, William was in no mood to enjoy life.
"Beep beep!"
Following the alert sound indicating the car was successfully locked, Andre walked to the door with the keys, and while opening it, reminded William:
"Don't just stand there like a fool."
"Mm."
Walking into the house, it was still a simple black and white color scheme.
After all, having a tough guy like Andre create an artistic decoration was probably harder than taking out hundreds of enemies alone.
"Ugh!"
At this moment, Andre really couldn't stand the smell of alcohol and sour sweat on William, so he pinched his nose and said, "Go take a shower quickly!"
Then he walked to the bar kitchen on the left side behind the door, preparing to make some simple sandwich breakfasts.
"Oh, okay."
Gradually adapting, William first returned to his room on the second floor, ignored the girl posters plastered all over the walls, took out new clothes and a bath towel, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
...
Five minutes later;
William, having changed into clean clothes and slippers, walked down from the second floor.
As for Andre, he had just placed their breakfast on the dining table by the window in the living room and said to William:
"Come over and eat, kid."
"Coming." William nodded obediently, walked over, pulled out a chair, and sat down.
?
Andre, sitting opposite him, always felt that this kid was a bit abnormal.
He was too obedient.
Could it be that blacking out from drinking helps to correct a playboy?
"Andre." William, who was eating a sandwich, suddenly looked up and asked, "How much savings do we have left?"
"Why are you asking about this suddenly?" Andre's brows instantly furrowed, and he said guardedly:
"Let me tell you, you can buy a car, but don't think about those GTRs and AMGs; you can afford to buy them, but you can't afford to maintain them.
When you graduate, I will give you a car."
"Uh... no." William knew the other party had misunderstood him.
Organizing his words, he said sincerely: "Andre, I know that my previous self was truly unbearable.
So I have made up my mind to revitalize the Russell Family."
"Mm, I believe you."
Andre, as if he had heard this many times before, took a bite of his sandwich, chewed a few times, and then continued:
"Once you graduate successfully, find a good job, get married, and have children, that will be the revitalization."
"No!" William cut straight to the point: "Andre, I plan to revitalize the company, so I need to pay the property tax first."
"Ugh!" Andre was choked by this statement and couldn't catch his breath.
"Andre!"
Seeing this, William hurriedly got up, walked around the table, and helped the old tough guy pound his back.
"Cough, cough!"
After swallowing the food, Andre asked in disbelief: "William! Did I hear that right?! You brat actually want to restart the company?"
"Yes, if we don't pay the property tax soon, the government will start auctioning it off immediately," William said seriously.
"Hmm..." Andre, seeing that the child didn't seem to be joking, murmured after a moment and said:
"Your dad left about 600,000 in savings, you've squandered over 500,000 in these two years, there isn't much money left."
"What?!" William was startled when he heard this figure.
It was because he knew from the memories of his freshman year courses that the Professor had once said the property tax in Halifax was about 1.7 percent.
And he also knew that the area attached to that processing plant was very large, and adding the factory building and equipment, the value was over six million.
That is to say, the annual property tax is 100,000.
Two years of property tax...
That would be 200,000.
"Heh."
Looking at his face, Andre smiled, stood up, put a hand on William's shoulder, and said solemnly:
"William, that is the money your father left behind; I cannot restrict you from spending it.
And my (tone sinking) savings, there is still nearly a million."
Upon hearing this, William's eyes rekindled with the light of hope, and his lips trembled as he asked: "You... your meaning... is?"
"Kid." The tough guy Andre revealed a rare, kind expression and said:
"I don't know what's wrong with your head again, but I know you are much smarter than your unreliable father.
Back then, My Lord Russell also thought very highly of you, so as long as you are determined to walk the right path, I will support you no matter what."
"Andre..." William couldn't help but redden his eyes.
"Alright, look how old you are!"
Andre slapped the top of William's head with his hand, turned around, walked to the door, picked up the car keys and wallet, and said loudly:
"Instead of standing there daydreaming, why don't you hurry up and go pay the property tax with me!"
"Oh! Coming!" William also hurriedly ran to the door, put on his sandals, and walked out of the house.
Then the two entered the garage and headed to the suburban Nova Scotia Province government office (Access Nova Scotia) to pay the two years of back property taxes.
They also took the opportunity to rename the company from the previous Russell Enterprise to Umbrella Corporation.