Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2002 - 1825: The Most Beautiful Side



Chapter 2002: Chapter 1825: The Most Beautiful Side

The time has come.

People are queuing.

Visitors are entering through various main gates.

As expected, quite a number are heading towards the Crystal Hall. To avoid congestion, the museum has set up a card system: once a certain number is reached, one person must leave before another can enter.

Soon.

The line grows long.

“I should have come yesterday,” someone at the end of the queue sighs.

Yesterday.

Everyone thought they were just glass.

Therefore.

People were just watching casually. But now? They’re looking at diamonds, fist-sized diamonds, even face-sized ones. They’re so large they seem fake, and it looks like many people are preparing to take a long time to observe.

Ten minutes later.

The people.

Barely anyone has come out.

“Let’s move!”

“Yeah, I’m planning to spend half an hour. At this rate, it’ll be midday.”

“Withdraw.”

“I’m not leaving. I’ve seen the Dinosaur and Gold Exhibition Hall, but haven’t closely looked at this yet.” Some are here for a second visit and are unwilling to leave, eager to be the first in their Moments.

What’s wrong with waiting?

However.

After lining up for a while.

“What? There are new exhibits in the Gold Exhibition Hall? Two golden giants wearing golden armor? You must be joking. How could it be just one night… Alright, I trust you, wait for me.”

A loud phone call, many overhear it.

Then.

They see the person rush towards the Gold Exhibition Hall.

Suddenly.

Many people are puzzled.

What?

Golden giants?

New exhibits.

But.

What they imagine is two new display cabinets with two golden figures inside. Thinking this, they shake their heads, wondering what’s attractive about two little golden figures when diamonds are more alluring.

However.

Quickly.

A flood of images appears online.

“WHAT?”

“This big?”

“Is this a golden giant? This is clearly a golden titan.”

“…”

Seeing the images, many are stunned. Yesterday, their deepest impression of the Gold Exhibition Hall was the two-story tall golden armor, impressive, handsome, luxurious, dazzling.

Now.

There is one more golden armor.

A woman’s suit.

With a golden figure wearing it.

Additionally.

Each has a sword and some detailed changes, the men are handsome, the women beautiful, particularly fitting Oriental aesthetics, like goddesses. The information has also changed.

Product name: Female General.

Height: Twelve meters.

Weight: Ten point eight tons.

Material: Gold.

After viewing the images, those still waiting at the Crystal Hall can no longer wait, they leave the line heading to the Gold Exhibition Hall, knowing they can at least squeeze in.

Seeing this.

More people couldn’t stand still.

“I’m also going to check out the Gold Hall.”

“Let’s go together.”

“We’ll come back later.”

“…”

Shortly.

The Gold Exhibition Hall also begins to use the card system; otherwise, letting too many in makes it difficult to move, greatly reducing the viewing experience. Not long after, online discussions gain momentum, fueled by the museum’s grand gesture.

“So lavish.”

“So wealthy.”

“Huh, this is a betrayal of history. Everyone should not be misled by wrong ideas. They’re not cultural relics, they’re even exaggerated in size, money is attempting to tarnish the spirit world.”

“Resist!”

“Give me the truth!”

“They should be immediately removed.”

“…”

Many jump out to criticize the museum, including many industry experts, jesting that if this continues, the world’s most famous museum might fall behind others.

This cannot be.

Relying on money.

Relying on imitations.

Forcing their way ahead of decades of effort.

This sight.

How could it be acceptable? It’s heresy; it’s pandering to the crowd, trampling on industry rules. If the advantage of heritage is lost, what purpose do years of efforts serve?

Face.

Reputation.

Status.

They have too much to worry about.

However.

There are many supporters too.

“Idiot!”

“They even said some are original. Why can’t they be exhibited? Keep talking about betraying history. What is history? Shouldn’t we see what we like?”

“The museum never claimed to be a history relic museum, brainless.”

“It’s jealousy!”

“Nonsense experts.”

“…”

“I enjoy such changes. Too many museums and historical sites, once you go, you don’t want to go a second time because there’s nothing new, but this museum has modern spirit.”

“What?”

“Progressive, innovative, integrating with history, using thinking beyond imagination, showcasing diverse cultural spirit, in many ways it’s apparent, imitations, better than antiques.”

“At least, I am not too willing to see faded porcelain, gold jade, calligraphy, etc. If displaying ancient culture, it should use the latest technology to restore it to its peak form.”

“Like a woman.”

“It should display her most youthful, beautiful side.”

“The value of antiques, I think needs redefinition, things from a hundred years ago, all faded, in terms of viewing value and inspiring awe for history, it falls short.”

“Therefore.”

“This museum is changing an industry, changing people’s views on history, restoring cultural relics to their peak form to the maximum extent, it’s a form of heritage with great significance.”

“…”

Online.

At some point, public opinion rapidly shifts from questioning to approval. Realizing they can’t reverse the tide, those opposed reluctantly remain silent, waiting for the frenzy to wane, ready to armor up again.

Huaxia.

Qingyan City.

Today.

It’s New Year’s Eve.

Everyone is immersed in the festive joy and pays little attention to the news about others. The manor is adorned with red lanterns, Tang Qing personally wrote couplets, which are now hanging on every door.

Lake Pavilion.

The family is enjoying warm breezes and snacks, Qin Yugang just returned from Province City yesterday afternoon, with year-end inspections and meetings, he hadn’t been home for a month.

Tired.

Qin Yugang fondly remembers the past.

Once.

He was just a deputy director.

Had holidays.

Had weekends.

The burden was light.

Now.

Holidays aren’t fixed.

Weekends aren’t fixed.

The burden has increased multiple times, overseeing tens of thousands in the Development Zone, he needs to coordinate everything, with limited sovereignty, as the top leader of a provincial capital city district, there’s much to consider.

The province.

The city.

Are all watching him, far less freedom than when he was the county leader, then he could develop as he wished, the city rarely intervened, unlike now, the constraints are significant.

After all.

If the city doesn’t manage the district, what can they do? However, since he chose this path, the effort is worth it. Qin Yugang isn’t very interested in power but is happy to work for the people.

Since taking office.

He has attracted investment.

Advanced several large projects, with Tang Qing’s help, his own efforts, and projects brought in by the city and province, which is a benefit of being part of the provincial capital city district, enjoying multiple supports.

Now.

The Development Zone has significantly transformed.

Just hope.

By the end of his term.

He can achieve the set goals, and he estimates there’s a good chance he’ll be promoted, not out of confidence in his abilities, but due to Tang Qing and that increasingly vast network.


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