Sleazy Han was renting an apartment in an old part of the city, which was surprising, considering the kind of car he had been driving. The SUV pulled up to the apartment building, an old concrete structure that looked as if it had given up on life decades ago.
Liwu squinted at the peeling paint and muttered, "If his car was a garbage dump. this place is probably a landfill. Why the hell was he living somewhere like this. And why do such buildings still stand in this city? I thought my husband made everything shiny and new."
