The bottom line is tough now.
At the entrance of the company, there is always five to six hats waiting for electric bicycles every day. Except in hot weather, nobody else sees them. They are quite serious when checking the license plate during red lights. I've seen several arguments happen here but it doesn't matter much. There are still people around. They have piles of tickets that they have issued out. When talking with each other, you can tell how happy they are. At the intersection where I was standing waiting for the green light, one hat caught an electric bicycle. The car was broken and the driver was over 50 years old. He looked like he had worked on construction sites his whole life. His attitude was arrogant. He asked the old man to give him his name and where he bought the car. It was as if he was interrogating a criminal. The old man didn't know what to do. Green light, I'll leave. What will happen later, I don't know.
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