"I am not that great," Yang Guanfeng said. He lit a cigarette in the middle of the turbulent drive.
"Well, what happened with the last helicopter?"
"Someone contacted the nearby troops and asked for their support."
"Who was it that they had so much face to even get the troops to help? It couldn't have been that Secretary Guo, who is so outstanding and has so much face, was it?" Lu Xiufeng asked with a smile. "Light me one as well."
"I do not know about that." Yang Guanfeng lit another cigarette and handed it to Lu Xiufeng.
"Hey, drive properly, please. There are trees all around us. Don't crash into one because you are not paying attention."
"You with your crow's mouth!"
The Jeep jostled its way through the jungle and across the river. Finally, they saw the valley.
"Here we are," Yang Guanfeng said.
"Oh my, I have had enough."
After a journey that took several hours, both of them nearly had their bones rattled apart.