Chapter 65: Yunshen's Ambition (II)
Jiang Xian thought about it for a moment and did not answer directly. Instead, he said, "The area of this underground palace is probably not smaller than that of the Forbidden City, and all the items inside are open to the public. Finally, this underground palace is completely different from all the ancient buildings currently. It is not a tomb either. Even I felt shocked when I entered it. Once it is transformed into a museum, as long as the publicity is in place, I believe it will not be inferior to the Forbidden City in attracting tourists from all over the world !"
"The most amazing part is the underground Great Wall and the Potala Palace-like wall at the end of the Great Wall. Of course, the most stunning part must be the last 1,000-meter canal, as well as the evil-repelling statues and civilian houses along the way. If they can be repaired, they will definitely be a business card for the national tourism industry."
Song Yunshen pursed his lips slightly, and his nasolabial folds sunken deeply. Listening to Jiang Xian's description of the horrors below, this time Jiang Xian described it in more detail. From the beginning of the Emperor Jun statue, to the mercury corpse, the crossbow formation, all the way to the final monster battle. Song Yunshen occasionally interrupted to ask a few questions, eating and chatting, and an hour passed quickly.
"The first project is cleaning." Song Yunshen sighed: "There are so many rats, monkeys, cranes, and maybe even snakes. A comprehensive cleanup will require a large amount of funds, at least hundreds of millions."
"Then we need to straighten out the irregular rock walls and check the remaining mechanisms. This will cost a lot and take a long time..." He rubbed his brows with a headache, "Then we need to connect electricity and water. With such a huge area... and such a high construction difficulty, this will probably cost hundreds of millions more."
"The last step is to repair, restore, build a channel, and test... Hehe, more than a billion dollars won't be enough."
He took a sip from his glass and sighed, "A rough calculation would cost more than 2 billion, not counting the labor costs and the cost of building the stadium... You're right, Shenzhou probably can't afford it."
The cake is too big, and if one person eats it all by himself, he will be struck by lightning. We also need to maintain good relations with the Ministry of Culture, the Propaganda Department, and the Chinese Academy of Social Sciences. The publicity and promotion in the later stage will be international-level publicity and promotion. If you don’t give others a share of the cake now, who will be willing to work hard for you later?
Song Yunshen was obviously a little disappointed, but he immediately calmed down and raised his chin with a smile: "The second question is, is its collection enough to attract collectors from all over the world? If it is ranked from S to D, what level is it considered to be?"
Jiang Xian smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Song, as far as I know, the best items auctioned internationally are Chinese antiques, bar none."
"Foreign cultures are monotonous and discontinuous. China is the only one left among the four ancient civilizations. Our antiques are recognized as the most precious in the world. Let's not talk about other things. I saw an extremely exquisite bronze tripod on the last step of the canal. This alone can be sold for hundreds of millions, right? Not to mention the terracotta warriors and horses of various shapes, and the evil-repelling statues from more than 2,000 years ago. The eternal lamp, the Changxin Palace lantern... As long as the country allows, Shenzhou may be able to sell enough money to repair the entire underground palace."
"There are some others, such as Xu Fu's calligraphy, paintings, and letters, and Liu Xuanzi's manuscripts. Collectors in Japan and South Korea would probably go crazy . Several world-class tycoons in China would never miss such an opportunity. Mr. Song, I wish Shenzhou great fortune in advance."
Song Yunshen's brows finally relaxed a little. After asking a few more questions, he finally nodded with satisfaction and fell silent.
After several minutes, he finally raised his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Jiang, I noticed that the Lanshanhai Sect has never joined any other organization. Do you have any concerns?"
Is this an olive branch to myself?
Jiang Xian was about to say, as usual, that he didn't like to be in the spotlight. But... something suddenly came to his mind, and the words came to his lips, but changed to: "It's just that the timing is not right."
Song Yunshen smiled slightly, but did not continue the topic. Instead, he stood up and held out his hand: "Mr. Jiang, I have benefited a lot from this meeting. I am afraid I will have to trouble you with the agenda of the underground palace development. Shenzhou has prepared a house for you in Beijing. You are welcome to visit at any time and give your opinions."
"Mr. Song, you're welcome." Jiang Xian smiled and shook his hand. "The Shenzhou team is absolutely professional. It's my great honor to be able to communicate with you."
They smiled at each other, and Song Yunshen nodded. Just as he was about to leave the restaurant, he suddenly remembered something and said with a smile, "By the way, Mr. Jiang. I suddenly remembered that the cause of this matter was because you were asked by Director Ma, right?"
"yes."
"Director Ma is Song's lucky general..." Song Yunshen smiled deeply: "I have already solved his problem. In addition, I also hinted to the mayors of Chang'an and Xingyuan. They will fully assist in the development of the underground palace. However..."
He pulled a small box out of his pocket and placed two fingers on the table. "Just when you got off the bed, something quite interesting happened at Foping County Hospital. I thought you might be interested."
Song Yunshen left. However, he did not return to his room. Instead, he walked out of the hotel and entered the Land Rover in the parking lot below.
"Go to the airport." Song Yunshen looked at his watch and said with a smile.
"Boss, you look in good spirits." The driver looked in the rearview mirror and said with a smile.
Song Yunshen smiled, rubbed his brows, and then sighed: "Ye Ziliang is sticking to the old rules and hesitating to move forward. Everything must be reported to the country first. How much has the museum taken from us over the years?"
"Why did the country separate us from the military and let us serve as directors? Is it because he wants to be complacent? Humph!" He snorted coldly and closed his eyes. "The higher-ups want to clean up the domestic cultural relics and antiques market and recover the national treasures that have been lost abroad. He is always thinking about the country's face, but if he doesn't make a name for himself, how can he have a chance to recover the national treasures?"
"Be willing to give up... Only by giving up can you gain. Shenzhou has not been able to break out of Asia for so many years because there are no treasures in the museum. All the good things have gone into the museum. What do we need to do? We are a private enterprise, not a state-owned enterprise! Ye Ziliang is crazy to think about entering the foreign market when he is not adapting to the market!"
The driver listened quietly, and the car quickly drove onto the viaduct and entered Airport Avenue.
"Boss, then there is no need for you to come to Rongcheng specially, right?"
"There is still some." Song Yunshen said calmly: "After the previous purge, the Chinese exploration team has lost a lot of talent. If we can hold this person in our hands, we can build a top-notch exploration team with him as the core."
"I have plenty of money, but I lack people... and once they reach the standard in my mind..."
He suddenly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice: "'That place', maybe... we will have a chance to take a look."
"Let's see what's behind it... Major Archaeological Accident No. 001... This incident has been so many years, and it has always been a thorn in our hearts. Hundreds of people... five teams were killed in it, which caused great damage to the newly established Shenzhou. Now the archives are sealed. I am looking forward to... the time when it can be unsealed again."
The driver seemed to remember something as well. He was silent for a few seconds and then sighed. “Decades have passed… It’s still a restricted area… If you can solve the mystery of 001, I’m afraid the internal order of Shenzhou will have to change.”
Song Yunshen raised the corner of his mouth and said nothing more.
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Jiang Xian also returned to his home. His home is located in a small single-family villa next to Nanhu Park in the south of the city.
It was not noticeable, far from being eye-catching, but it also ensured enough privacy. Before he came back, he had called the cleaning company to clean it, so when he stepped into the house, it looked quite tidy.
The two-story villa has a balcony where you can see the South Lake, which was built with great effort by the Chengdu Municipal Government. The lake is sparkling and lined with green trees on both sides. You can vaguely see the pavilions and flower beds dotted among them... Although this villa is not the most expensive in Chengdu, it is definitely the best value for money.
However, Jiang Xian did not come here for enjoyment.
He looked at his watch. It was nine o'clock in the evening. He rested for more than two hours and woke up on time at eleven-thirty.
He walked to the rooftop. It had been transformed into a rooftop garden. On the tea garden in the garden, he took a deep breath, solemnly took out a box, and gently opened it. Inside was a pair of walnut shells.
How to core!
"Rootless water is rain water, and it was called rootless water in ancient times." Just as Jiang Xian took out the fruit core, a familiar voice sounded not far away from him. Jiang Xian was so scared that he trembled all over and kicked it without hesitation.
"What are you doing?!" Ling Xiaozi ran out from behind the tree, holding a bag of biscuits in his hand. He ate and spitted: "What are you kicking me for?! Do you really dislike me so much?! When I was working in the fields, you called me Little Sweetie, but now you're Madam Niu?"
"Xiao Tiantian... I'm sweet to you!!" Jiang Xian was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat, and the teacup on the table flew directly towards him. Ling Xiaozi caught it steadily and frowned, "Is it because my puberty was too short or your menopause was too long? It's not that bad, right?"
A few seconds later, Jiang Xian grabbed the man's neck, pressed his head on the tea, and asked through gritted teeth, "Why are you here?"
Ling Xiaozi tremblingly took out his cell phone and threw it on the tea sea: "Didn't you just... uh... look for someone to clean up ?"
"You are also responsible for cleaning?!"
"...side business...side business! A small business. Look...I came in and found that this is actually your house. The peach wood sword in the living room was given to you by me more than ten years ago. You can just stay here for a while...it won't break down...it hurts! My neck is going to break!"
Jiang Xian grabbed his neck tightly. This was really a pleasant surprise... He went back to Rongcheng with Lin Ruoxue without telling him, but it turned out to be like a ghost behind him that kept haunting him.
"Get out of here." Jiang Xian kicked the other person unhappily and sat on the table, continuing to fiddle with the fruit core. However, the previous sense of anticipation and mystery had been completely washed away by this bastard.
Ling Xiaozi breathed a sigh of relief, patted his clothes, and confidently picked up his phone and held it in front of Jiang Xian: "Dear, give me a five-star review."
Jiang Xian looked up at the other person as if he had seen a ghost, and said faintly: "Can you tell me which APP you are in?"
"Why?"
“I’ll uninstall it right away!”
