"Everyone! Sorry for the wait! Please follow me!" Wang Qian said with a bright smile, her hips swaying as she walked up to Wu Yun.
Wang Qian led Wu Yun and his party toward the exit. Along the way, she took a down jacket handed to her by a colleague and draped it over her shoulders.
A black GL8 was parked at the entrance. Wang Qian first opened the door for Wu Yun. Once everyone was in, she got into the front passenger seat.
....
While Wu Yun and his group were touring the model home...
「East African Savannah」
"Professor James! That's the South Sudan border up ahead! We can't go any farther!" a Black guide said, pointing to a watchtower on a distant mountaintop. He blocked the path of a middle-aged white man in outdoor gear who was about to press on.
The white man watched regretfully as his target vanished into the brush. He sighed in frustration. "Damn! Lost the trail again!"
