Shanghai.
Pudong New District.
Jinke Road.
Across the Chuanyang River.
A large crowd of men, women, and children stood by the riverbank, gazing at their former home, their eyes filled with memories and reluctance. That was the place where they had grown up. From now on, it could only be seen in photographs.
Today at 8:00 AM.
The demolition began.
It's said that it will take half a month to clear the ground structures.
Looking at the hundreds of steel-shovel-wielding heavy machines and the constant flow of massive trucks on the other side, no one doubted that in half a month, not even a single roof tile would remain here.
By the riverbank.
An old man in his seventies let out a sigh.
"I guess my house is being knocked down today."
His wife beside him said, "What? You're regretting it?"
"Of course not, times are advancing, unstoppable waves of progress. This has always been planned as a technology park by the city. And what is technology? It's a nation's strongest power."
