Flying from Daxi City to Tiandu, this journey is quite far, and Liu Zhizhong didn't fly at top speed, so the helicopter needs nearly four hours to reach the destination.
Along the way, Liu Zhizhong landed once to refuel.
The closer he got to Tiandu, the more sentimental Liu Zhizhong felt.
How should he put it?
As a child, it goes without saying, he was taught about the grandeur of Tiandu, the grand narratives of Tiandu, but he had never been to Tiandu.
Even after starting his career and becoming an official, he never had the chance to visit Tiandu for study, travel, or sightseeing.
Tiandu, in the eyes of the world, is always a mysterious and powerful presence, with depths unfathomable. Walking on the street, any random brick could hit someone of department-level or ministry-level rank, haha...
