Hu Changhong sent two people to escort Zhang Yao to Beijing. Zhong Ziheng had Huang Tian drive them to the airport.
The car wound its way along the mountain roads. The winter morning sun cast rays of light across the ridges, doing battle with the biting cold.
Sitting in the car, Zhang Yao gazed into the distance, lost in thought. Was he reluctant to leave? Without a doubt. This was the first time in his life he was leaving Wuling Town, heading from the southern mountains to the distant north. Yet a thought in his heart kept spurging him onward: move forward, keep moving forward, and there will be a better tomorrow!
Chapter 270