On the other side,
Cui Jiangjing walked briskly into a secluded alley's mechanic shop in the city center.
The shop was roughly 200 square meters – not small by any measure. Inside, there were all sorts of vehicles brought in for repairs, and quite a few children, who looked very young, were sweating profusely as they worked on these vehicles. They cooperated and worked methodically on their tasks and were indifferent to his arrival.
This wasn't his first time here; he had long been accustomed to being ignored and headed straight for the separate workshop inside the mechanic shop.
In a small compartment that was partitioned off, Gu Linxi was sliding out from under a bright blue racing motorcycle, her back resting on a simple skateboard. Made of just a wooden plank and four wheels, every time she had to get underneath a vehicle, she relied on this little thing.
