Zhang Jintao came up to the car, looking inside through the rolled-down window.
Inside the car, it was very clean.
At the front of the car, there was a bottle of freshener, making the entire cabin smell fragrant.
Next to the steering wheel on the left door, there was a tissue box woven out of fine bamboo strips.
The tissue box held small packets of tissues, easily accessible while driving when needed.
The back seat had two beautifully crafted square cushions.
The cushions were embroidered with patterns and words like "Smooth journey" and "Safe travels".
Zhang Jintao, who had driven and ridden in cars for a long time, had never seen anyone with such attractive cushions in their car.
Inside the car was also very clean, without a speck of dust.
The cars he had been in always had some grains of sand.
But this car was like new, without a single grain of sand.
How could a car have no sand grains?
Wearing shoes inside, some would naturally be brought in.
