Yang Zhuogang, a model soldier at the Culture and Tourism Bureau, had just gotten rid of the word "deputy" in his title. He took a couple of drinks, opened his eyes, and had transmigrated into a book.
The book was a classic, the famous Dream of the Red Chamber. But could he really get the Twelve Beauties of Jinling to promote tourism, or turn the Grand View Garden into a tourist attraction? Even if he somehow managed those illogical feats, people couldn't get enough to eat, the roads were terrible, and bandits might attack along the way. Who would travel under conditions like that?
He hadn't even had time to get used to being the youngest director of a culture and tourism bureau. How could he give up now, even if he had transmigrated as a prince?
If he couldn't make the whole country a tourist destination, he could start with a pilot project. What could be better than making money from the rich young wastrels and paving the way for his career?
Open for business! Every last one of you, get to work! Baoyu, you're on grunt duty. Wang Xifeng, you're the manager. Young Lady Bao, get busy investing. Lin Daiyu, you're heading for the throne!
Get the caravans moving, build up the army, get business going, and fleece the rich landowners!
Once the country was in order, of course he couldn't forget their foreign friends. They could all come do business, settle down, and spend their money. The whole point was to promote tourism, bringing people from every nation to visit!
Make money from outsiders and fill the pockets of the locals. He was that confident.
As for the original Dream of the Red Chamber, naturally he'd hand it over to the emperor and let him worry about it.
Theme: To be determined
