By the time you stepped through the door, the carriage was teeming with people, packed so tightly it felt like being in a sardine can.,Cheng Qianfan finally managed to squeeze onto the bus.,"Team leader, I'm going downstairs to buy some cigarettes," Ding Naifei said. He had several cigarette butts at his feet and was out of smokes; his nicotine cravings were kicking in.。