"Ah, there's nothing we can do. We can't beat them, and even if we did, powerful people from their company would take action," Ma Qiu sighed.
"Do you want me to help?" Mu Rufeng offered.
"No need, Brother. It's the natural course of things. Our old electric scooters were bound to be phased out eventually."
"Like us," Ma Qiu continued, speaking with a hint of sadness, "money-eating gadgets that not even the residents want. We'll probably just decay in some corner of the city."
"I actually need a vehicle like you. Why don't you just come with me?" Mu Rufeng touched his chin as he spoke.
This was not a spur-of-the-moment decision for Mu Rufeng. He had considered it before, and now seemed like the perfect opportunity.
"Really? Brother, can I really come with you?" Ma Qiu, his face filled with disbelief, asked.
These money-eating little scooters were truly so unwanted that residents wouldn't take them even if they were free.