"What?" The supervisor hadn't expected to hear such words.
But he had already subconsciously lifted his head, glancing towards the window.
Outside the window, besides an advertising screen, the century-sized clock of Global Center could also be seen.
"Tick, tock, tick, tock—"
The second hand shook twice, the time pointing to eight o'clock in the evening at Global Center.
At that instant, the cosmetic advertisement that was playing halfway on the advertising screen suddenly disappeared, replaced by a heavy, vermilion palace gate.
The shot slowly moved up from the position of the door lock, "Yongning Palace" in embossed gold letters came into view.
"Whoosh—"!
The sound of the wind, the babbling of water.
Birds spread their wings in an instant, wind chimes tinkled on the willow trees, and the entire view of Yongning Palace filled the big screen.
The beauty brought by the classical architecture was at this moment immense and stunning.