6 o'clock had passed, evening.
Spring City, Kunming, East suburbs, Little Stone Dam.
As I rode in the taxi, I could feel the scenery growing bleaker—old railways, various factories, automotive repair markets the air filled with dust, the roads covered in dirt.
The conditions here are really not great.
"We're here."
The taxi was still moving when the driver's voice suddenly rang out.
Fang Huai glanced at the meter, 52.30 yuan.
"Driver, isn't that a bit too expensive?"
Fang Huai spoke with a Yunnan accent that lacked confidence, as he tried to bargain once more.
The driver chuckled and pointed at the traffic management supervision phone number in front of the passenger seat.
"You can check if you want; this is the countryside, nearly 30 kilometers from the airport! Seeing you're in uniform, I didn't even charge you extra, so consider it a break!"
Fang Huai felt a bit awkward but still paid the fare and got out of the taxi.
"Uh, sorry about that!"
