Both of them got in the car and went ahead.
The auto repair shop was found by Cole Quinn. It was safe and reliable, located next to the factory, and closely connected to the surrounding village.
"How did you find such a run-down place?"
The road had been repaired before, but heavy cargo vehicles had caused uneven surfaces.
Renard Quinn could only tightly grip the handle inside the car, minimizing the bumps he felt for himself.
"Young Master, my car is going to fall apart from these bumps."
Renard Quinn felt somewhat distressed.
"There's nothing we can do. These roads are constantly being repaired and broken. The village doesn't have enough money to invest in them, so they are left in disrepair."
Renard Quinn felt helpless after hearing Cole's explanation.
"No matter how much you repair it, it's useless with such a poor foundation."
Change has to start from the roots.