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Everyone fell silent at Song Yun's words, after all, they were the truth.

Song Yun had paid for the security and rented the venue himself, solely to allow everyone to view these collections.

If they became too greedy, they would all feel morally blackmailed.

"I think, to those foreigners, your diamond is much more attractive than these antiques!"

A young man, his face flushed, yelled, "If that's the case, why not exchange it for something else?! As a wealthy person, shouldn't you be doing more for society!" Experience new stories on My Virtual Library Empire

Song Yun looked at the youth's somewhat immature face, smiling as he said, "And then what?"

"Then... then, of course, give it to the national museum!"

The young man shouted self-righteously, "Don't you even have a shred of patriotism?"

"Haha, sorry, but compared to you, I've made countless contributions to society."

Song Yun scoffed, "Each year, my company pays taxes to the nation, my foundation is continuously donating money, saving those who are ill but can't afford medical care. What about you? Besides questioning me here, what have you done?"

"I..."

The young man, feeling the gaze of those around him, shouted with an embarrassed face, "If I were you, I would have done it much better!"

"Unfortunately, you're not."

Song Yun shook his head, saying, "You have nothing, which is why you can stand on the moral high ground, shouting for everyone to give. If someone argues back, they're chained by you, layer by layer. What a pitiful person."

"Who are you calling pitiful! You can call me poor, but you can't insult my character or trample my aspirations!"

The young man shouted indignantly, "You've made money off everyone, but you don't know how to be grateful and give back. Is this what's called being the richest man? Today I really see you clearly!"

"Haha, fine. Let me ask you a question: just because you don't have money doesn't mean you can't do charity work."

Song Yun said indifferently, "What kind acts have you done over the years? Have you spared your weekends to volunteer at orphanages and nursing homes? Have you ever lent a helping hand when you saw someone in need?"

"I... of course, I have!"

The young man counted on his fingers, shouting, "In my freshman year, I donated blood; in the second semester, I participated in student association activities to clean up the environment; in my sophomore year, I joined school activities to visit lonely elderly..."

"So all these things were initiated by others. How much of it did you genuinely want to do?"

"...."

"None, right?"

Song Yun sneered, "Considering your own standards of morality are already low, where do you get the nerve to question me? Am I your criminal? Or is everything I have given by you, ready to take back whenever you want? Using others' possessions, being generous with what is not yours, you play quite a cunning game!"

"But..."

"No buts! You're not focusing on how to live your own life well but attack others with your jealousy of the rich. Is that right? And don't try to put me on a pedestal; I can't wear such a high hat!"

After finishing, Song Yun returned to the second floor.

The young man, under the intense scrutiny of others, wanted to shout something else but was unable to utter a word when it came to his lips.

He could only turn his head sharply and leave, planning to go online and continue to rant about Song Yun by name.

This little episode did not affect the mood of the others who were there to view the exhibition.

Over the course of the day, there were a total of twelve waves of visitors!

The number of visitors reached over a hundred thousand!

This was only the first day, and with the second and third days falling on Saturday and Sunday, I believe the number of visitors will be even greater.

In order to allow everyone to come and visit, Song Yun specifically changed the opening time to 8 a.m. and the closing time to 10 p.m.

At the Hua's Villa, Song Yun looked at Yue Ji helplessly and said, "Uncle Yue, I'm really okay. I've been through these kinds of rumors more than once or twice. My heart isn't that fragile!"

"Sigh, you have to understand that there are many people who are being misled. They... they've been swayed by the momentum and that's why they're saying such hurtful things."

Yue Ji chose his words carefully and said, "You must absolutely not get discouraged. Even if you have to create an account online to argue back with them, you can't lose faith over this."

"Heh, don't worry, let them say whatever they want. I don't spend all my time online anyway."

Song Yun said with a chuckle, "Today is the second day, and this morning alone, more than eighty thousand people have come. It seems that everyone is very enthusiastic."

"Well, since you're fine, I'll go back to work."

Yue Ji stood up, put on his coat, and left with his secretary.

Song Yun lay on the sofa and sighed deeply.

Now on the internet, there were many people who were joining in on the topic without really understanding it, because they saw it was a trending discussion.

A portion of them were only criticizing the incident that happened years ago, demanding that the Eagle Nation Museum return those cultural treasures.

Some people were harshly criticizing Song Yun because they'd heard somewhere that the Eagle Nation Museum loved his diamond, and wanted to exchange part of their collection for it. They believed that Song Yun should agree immediately!

Song Yun felt speechless at this. It's my property, not yours. Since when does having more voices allow you to freely dispose of my belongings?

One by one, in real life people would chase you down three streets cursing if they took advantage of you even a little. Yet online, they think they can easily dispose of others' possessions. It's truly amazing!

"This is bad!"

Huang Baoding ran in, panting and with a serious expression, he shouted, "There's a problem with the exhibit!"

"What???"

Song Yun abruptly stood up and asked, "Speak quickly! What exactly happened?"

After Huang Baoding's explanation, Song Yun felt a throbbing pain in his molars.

A passionate youth was incited by what others had stirred up online, and he traveled all the way from his hometown to the Magic Capital. When no one was paying attention, he pulled a stone out of his bag and viciously smashed it against the glass, resulting in damage to a painting!

Now the staff from the Eagle Nation Museum had already headed to the scene of the incident, and the police had also dispatched people there!

"Tsk tsk tsk, really causing trouble for me!"

Song Yun, with a furrowed brow, followed Huang Baoding to the exhibition center.

By then, the venue had already been cleared of visitors, yet outside there were thousands of people gathered.

When they saw Song Yun, they swarmed around him.

"President Song, that kid didn't do it on purpose! He was just a little muddled. Could you see if you could ask the museum to be lenient?"

"Yeah, yeah, that young man looks only eighteen or nineteen. If he gets locked up, it'll ruin his whole life!"

"Everyone, please calm down. I don't know the full story of what happened yet. I hope you all can wait patiently for the official announcement. Also, it's quite hot out. Please disperse!"