Zhang Jiujiu's master and apprentice left the city where they had lived for many years on the plane that day. That city was almost all of the first ten years of Zhang Jiujiu's life. I don't know when this day will return. Looking at the looming city below Bai Yuan, Zhang Jiujiu worked hard to find the neighborhood he was familiar with.

I don't know if it's because the plane doesn't pass over their house, or if it's different when they look at their home from the plane. No matter how much he searched, he couldn't find his home. Zhang Jiujiu, who was on the plane for the first time, was a little excited, and gradually forgot the sadness of parting.

After arriving at the place, someone came to pick up the airport. Mr. Lin didn't come, but everything was arranged.

"May I ask if you are Dong Zhihua's apprentice?" A polite young man with gold-rimmed glasses walked up to Dong Zhihua who had just come out with his luggage and asked.

"Yes. Who are you? Dong Zhihua knew Mr. Lin's arrangement. But I didn't know who it was, so I asked.

"Hello, I am the secretary of the municipal government office, Wu Zhengquan. I came to pick up the plane by order of my superiors. Please come with me. Wu Zhengquan introduced himself.

There was still a cool breeze in the May night in the northeast, and Zhang Jiujiu was a little cold, so the master put a coat on him. Several people got into Wu Zhengquan's business car.

"Let's go." Wu Zhengquan said to the driver.

They came to a provincial capital, Changchun, in the northeast. Changchun's industry is much more backward than Shenyang's, and the air quality and urban environment are correspondingly better. The cities of the North are not very different from those of the South in this era.

Zhang Jiujiu looked out the window, this was the first time he had come to a new city, full of curiosity. The road is lined with greenery. The greening of Changchun City is still doing well.

The business car drove quickly into the city, and the speed slowed down. It was already past seven o'clock in the night. Zhang Jiujiu's stomach was already rumbling. But he didn't shout and drink like other children.

"duang", there was a loud bang ahead. "Squeak, squeak", followed by a series of screeching brakes. It was a car accident.

"Changchun, the way we are welcome is quite special." Dong Zhihua said self-deprecatingly.

In 1993, there were not many cars in the Changchun market. Most of the car accidents in urban areas are caused by people drinking alcohol. At that time, the regulation of drunk driving was not so strict. If it weren't really good, everyone would usually drive the car home by themselves after eating and drinking.

"Mr. Dong, the urban planning of our city is still very good. Accidents like this don't happen very often. As a government worker, Wu Zhengquan is still very concerned about the image of the city. For the two of them to see this scene when they first came, they were a little unhappy.

"That's it, let's go eat first, shall we? Today you will first move into the city hall guest house. Your house will be cleaned up tomorrow. The superior personally arranged the work for you. in the Municipal Art Collection Association. I heard that you used to be in the antiques business? Wu Zhengquan continued.

"Thank you for the government's concern. I opened a small shop and ate with a mouthful of food. Just drop us off where we live, and we'll just go to a small restaurant to eat by ourselves. Dong Zhihua did not have any emotional fluctuations. He didn't care about the job he had arranged. He can't go hungry anywhere with all his skills.

"Well, let's have a quick bite to eat tonight. Tomorrow night, our director will officially hold a banquet to greet you. By the way, I would like to introduce you to the leaders of the collection association. "Neither he nor the director knew who he was receiving, but the order was given from above, so they naturally couldn't slack off.