Mr. Zhao leaned in, counting on his fingers.
"We left the city bureau, and I took note that within the old city district of Dayao City, we passed a street where they sell electric scooters. There's also a commercial street for pipe fittings—these places all make use of tricycles.
Even at various markets, many people use these vehicles for their stalls. Frankly, it's all about business needs, or transportation in the areas where the city and countryside meet. There are quite a few applications."
Mr. Huang sighed.
"So, you're saying the scope is still quite broad?"
Zhou Ning glanced over. He knew Mr. Huang was under a lot of pressure at the moment and felt restless and anxious, finding it hard to concentrate on any analysis.
Zhou Ning took Mr. Qu's notebook, which had a map on it. The position where they stood was about ten kilometers away from the Renhe Industrial Park they had checked earlier.
