Old Chen, as he was affectionately addressed by his friends was a 42-year-old taxi driver, who lives alone by himself. He had been doing this job for more than a decade now and can be said to have met all sorts of people from different walks of life while driving his old Volkswagen. But today, he encountered something entirely different and out of his depths.
It was evening and old Chen was thinking of going to his rented room after waiting an hour or more to see if he can secure another hire or two when someone booked his car for a trip to the capital. It would be a slightly longer journey and probably would even take three hours or more with the evening traffic, but he had agreed after some thinking.
After all, the fare would be ample and it had been some months since he last went to the capital. Driving inside the same city all the time can get pretty boring too, ok?
