Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl
Chapter 168: Sister Lan Reveals Her Identity, Continues to Shock! [2 Updates]

Chapter 168: Sister Lan Reveals Her Identity, Continues to Shock! [2 Updates]

The art exhibition at the Global Center has strict grading because each level requires completely different personnel and procedures.

Especially S-level exhibitions, which are staffed from top to bottom with the most outstanding commissioners from the World Cultural Heritage Center.

These commissioners must also undergo layers of training before they can manage and be responsible for higher-level exhibitions.

Mr. Ai Er’s qualification review is currently at "A," and naturally, he can only serve as the person in charge of A-level exhibitions.

Unless he passes the qualification review for S-level commissioners, he won’t be eligible to participate in organizing S-level exhibitions.

"Mr. Ai Er, the commissioner dispatched from headquarters this time is Ms. Melanie; her contact information has been sent to your mobile phone," Seeing no response from Ai Er, the other party repeated impatiently, "You just need to cooperate with her, understood?"

Ai Er stood there dumbfounded, his complexion suddenly turned pale, and cold sweat even broke out on his forehead, "Understood."

The call ended, and he remained motionless, his brain had completely crashed.

It’s not easy for even the Yunjing General Association, let alone the Jiangcheng Art Association, to secure an S-level exhibition.

Just yesterday, Tao Ruhua was discussing an A-level exhibition with him, so how could it be that in just one day’s time, an S-level exhibition was happening?!

But this year, hadn’t the Global Center already held an S-level exhibition?

Ai Er found it impossible to convince himself of what he had heard, but everything was indeed real.

"Mr. Ai Er?" Seeing his pale face, Director Du was nervous and unsure what had happened, "Are you feeling unwell somewhere? Let me accompany you to the hospital."

Just then, a "knock knock knock" came from the door.

The assistant came in with a delivery man, "Chairman Tao, your package."

"Chairman Tao, hello, this is your S-level exhibition approval document," said the delivery man in a suit respectfully as he handed over a box, "Please sign for it personally and confirm."

Under the incredulous gazes of Director Du and Ai Er, Chairman Tao slowly took the box, and pulled out the approval documents from inside.

After confirming they were correct, he signed his name on the delivery slip.

"Very good, thank you for using Global Center’s exclusive delivery service," The delivery man bowed again, "If you’re satisfied, please leave a five-star rating."

"Uh..." Chairman Tao was taken aback, planning to ask Wanlan later on how to leave a five-star rating.

After the delivery man left, the room was still silent.

After a good while, Director Du came back to his senses, "That picture from yesterday... it wasn’t Photoshopped?"

Chairman Tao did not respond but instead said, "Xiao Chen, it’s getting late. Please see Director Du and Mr. Ai Er out. We need to start preparing for the S-level exhibition, it’s going to be busy."

Understanding, the assistant stepped forward, "Director Du, Mr. Ai Er, please."

As Ai Er walked out, his back was soaked with cold sweat.

He looked dazed, not even hearing Director Du calling him, and left with unsteady footsteps.

Once the approval documents were in hand, Chairman Tao immediately began arranging for action by his personnel.

Suddenly, the entire Jiangcheng Art Association buzzed with activity.

"Master, master brother, how... how did you manage to get the S-level exhibition?" Master Wu was also in disbelief, "Can you... can you share your experience?"

Chairman Tao looked serious, "Such a trivial matter, of course, I won’t keep it from you. The secret is just three words."

"Master brother, please tell me," Master Wu humbled himself, eager to hear.

Chairman Tao echoed the words of Wanlan exactly: "Just sit and wait."

Master Wu: "???"

He felt that his mentor brother was no longer the mature and steady person of the past!

**

The next morning, Jiangcheng Historical Museum.

The Jiangcheng Historical Museum operates on a reservation system, closed on Mondays, and issues 5000 numbers each day from Tuesday to Sunday.

"Hey, young lady, here again?" The cleaner recognized Ye Wanlan and greeted her with joy, "You’ve been here several times, haven’t you grown tired of it?"

"Of course not, this place is where I can find peace," Ye Wanlan asked, "How’s your leg?"

"Much better, that box of tea you gave really works," said the cleaner, "Where did you buy it? I’ll pay you back."

"I grow it myself, it’s not worth much. If you need more, just ask me directly," Ye Wanlan nodded, "I’ll go in now."

Jiangcheng Museum is the largest museum in the Southern Region of Shenzhou, in the looping days of time, she had been here several times, remembering the names and stories of each antique.

"Qingyun, I’ve been thinking about a question these days—" Ye Wanlan spoke softly, "I’ve seen quite a few antiques and repaired some, but why only you can talk and communicate with me?"

But Qingyun Pendant could not only communicate with her, it even took her through He Jia’s experiences before death.

She was certain that what she saw was indeed real history.

"I... I’m not quite sure." The Qingyun Pendant sounded confused, "It’s the first time I’ve known someone could hear my voice. I always thought I was talking to myself."

Ye Wanlan’s eyes hardened, "In my past life, I couldn’t hear your voice either."

What exactly was the reason such a strange thing could happen?

Were there other antiques like the Qingyun Pendant?

"Miss Ye?"

A voice, full of surprise, called out from the side.

Ye Wanlan turned her head.

"What a coincidence, I didn’t expect to meet you here," Madam Fang greeted, "coming to the museum so early in the morning."

Fang Qingye loved racing cars, and Fang Qingya loved luxury goods, which had always been a headache for her.

"Indeed, it’s quite coincidental," Ye Wanlan replied with a slight smile, "Madam Fang, about what I asked you last time, how have you considered it?"

Madam Fang was startled at first but quickly caught on and tentatively asked, "Do you mean... making enemies of the other families?"

As the words left her lips, she couldn’t help but shudder.

Among the Five Great Families of Jiangcheng, the Fang Family, being a literary and painting family, was actually the one most aloof from worldly strife.

But being aloof didn’t mean they competed for nothing; if they truly didn’t compete, they would have been gnawed to the bone by the other four families long ago.

In today’s Jiangcheng, the Zhou Family was still the undisputed number one, closely followed by the Xu Family and Fang Family, and then came the Sheng Family and the Qin Family.

Even the Zhou Family didn’t have the capability to swallow the other four families in one gulp.

"No, it’s not necessarily about becoming enemies," Wanlan spoke with an airy lightness, "I’m simply thinking of breaking and rebuilding the families, or perhaps, replacing them with a ruler who suits my preference."

Madam Fang felt her hands and feet go cold, "To break and rebuild?"

Who in all of Jiangcheng could say such a thing?

"You must trust our princess, of course," the Qingyun Pendant boasted proudly, "What are a few families? Even several nations have been neatly taken care of by our princess."

Naturally, Madam Fang couldn’t hear the words of a jade pendant. After a long deliberation, she still shook her head, "Miss Ye, if it were just me, I would agree to you, but I cannot speak for the entire Fang Family."

Ye Wanlan remained composed, "Madam Fang must have heard about the dissolution of the Du Family from the Wanta Country and the Sai Family swallowing their assets."

Madam Fang was confused by the sudden mention of this matter, "Yes, I have heard about it."

"I did that," Wanlan turned her head, "Has Madam Fang’s choice changed now?"

During the moment of eye contact with the girl, Madam Fang felt her heart almost burst.

A few seconds later, she slowly exhaled, "I’ll discuss Miss Ye’s proposal with my husband and persuade him if he disagrees."

Wanlan’s demeanor remained tranquil, "I’ll wait for the good news from Madam Fang."

Madam Fang lost all interest in viewing the antiques and hurriedly left the museum.

The Qingyun Pendant was somewhat worried, "The princess has told her now she won’t—"

"Doubt those who use, trust those who employ," Wanlan said indifferently, "If I don’t put out more chips, no wise person would board my ship."

The Qingyun Pendant seemed to understand somewhat.

But Wanlan suddenly smiled, "However, my ship isn’t easy to board. Once on, you cannot get off."

The layout of Jiangcheng must be personally shaken up by her.

**

At noon, the Jiangcheng Art Association welcomed a delegation.

"Hello, Chairman Tao, let me introduce myself, I’m Melanie Bartley from the World Cultural Heritage Center, the head of the special envoy group for this collaboration," the blonde woman came forward, extended her hand, her face beaming with a smile, "I am very fortunate to cooperate with you and have long been enamored with Shenzhou culture. I am delighted to be in charge of this cooperation."

"Hello, hello, you are too kind," Chairman Tao was somewhat flattered, "Art knows no borders, and we welcome all who truly respect art."

"Since the paperwork was rushed through so quickly this time, we too were somewhat unprepared," Melanie apologized, "We urgently deployed personnel but still the preparations weren’t enough; the exhibition can be held as early as the end of August, would that timeline work for you?"

"Absolutely! That works perfectly!" Chairman Tao said eagerly, "I’m not in a hurry, just follow your procedures."

"Thank you for your understanding," Melanie nodded, "Because we weren’t sure if the works prepared on your end were sufficient, we also brought nearly 500 pieces. We can supplement more if necessary."

Chairman Tao felt like a huge pie had fallen from the sky and hit him on the head, making him somewhat dizzy.

Although he hadn’t been involved in hosting an S-class exhibition before, he knew how stringent the approval for an S-class exhibition was, and it couldn’t be held even if it was one piece short.

Why then in his case, was the World Cultural Heritage Center actually seeking to supplement works from him?

Chairman Tao took a deep breath, "May I ask, who approved this S-class exhibition?"

"You don’t know?" Melanie seemed puzzled by the question, "It was our Deputy Director, Darian Stuart. Aren’t you two good friends?"

Darian Stuart, the youngest Deputy Director since the establishment of the World Cultural Heritage Center.