August 19.

After the inspection, Mu Zhiwen left the Myanmar-Asia Special Economic Zone.

It's not the way you came.

Instead, it directly crossed the previous confrontation zone between the two sides.

The transition from the asphalt road to the dirt road came so quickly and directly, and the picture turned so quickly that Mu Zhiwen was still a little uncomfortable, after watching the Myanmar-Asia Special Economic Zone, and then looking at the villages on this side of Shan Bang.

The gap is huge.

So big that he now seems to have just returned from a developed country, although the capital of the state is well built, but the poor transportation of the whole territory is enough to suppress the only remaining stubbornness in his heart.

"It has to change. ”

This is the most persistent thought in Mu Zhiwen's heart at this time.

Whether it's for people or for themselves.

You have to do it.

Starting next week, Zero will start demining the junction, and many of the mines they have forgotten where they are. At that time, they can say that they can produce safely.

I don't dare to go to the mountains in my own territory, and it's ironic to think about it.

Walk through the messy village road.

The car drove onto the main road in the state, which was much faster, but it also took a morning for Mu Zhiwen to arrive at the capital of Shan Bang.

Mu Zhiwen returned.

Pan Cong personally came out to greet him and brought him into his office.

"Tell me quickly, how is it over there, what did you find?" poured Mu Zhiwen a cup of tea, and asked curiously.

"I've opened my eyes, Leader Pancong, you really should go and see, don't you know, how big the gap between the cold numbers and the prosperous reality is, this is the photo I brought back.

You see, this is their checkpoint, big, thirty-two checkpoints. This is their highest standard highway with sixteen lanes in both directions. This is their rural situation, and the village roads are better than ours... ”

Mu Zhiwen took out a photo like a few treasures.

It is all his 'fruit' in the past few days, except for special places, such as government office buildings, mining areas and other places and staff, there is no restriction on them taking pictures in other places.

"There is also this, which is the port of the Myanmar-Asia Special Economic Zone and Huaxia, and it is said that the daily truck traffic has exceeded 3,000, even if we were not completely blocked by Lang Cai before, it would not reach 5 percent of them every day. Speaking of this, Mu Zhiwen's eyes were already radiating.

"So many?" said Pan Cong.

Mu Zhiwen sighed: "Yes, these data will only tell me if I go to them in person, and in his report, there is only comprehensive economic data, and it may not be accurate." ”

"You say Zero is clumsy?" Pan Cong immediately grasped the key.

Mu Zhiwen nodded.

"It's possible, but it's just speculation, because Zero is not like a person who tells the truth in everything, he is a person, I sometimes think I see through it, but when I think about it, I feel that he is surrounded by a thick fog. ”

"It's also possible that the development over there is too good, and the reality is much higher than you expected, so there is an illusion. Pan Cong laughed.

"Maybe. ”

。。。

Just when Mu Zhiwen went back to report to Pan Cong.

Lang Cai's office.

Although the economic work conference ended for several days.

Kelang Cai is busier than before.

Because of the stimulus of zero, the departments and state governments are running like crazy, and although their data for the first half of the year is very good, it can be compared with the special economic zone in Myanmar.

Their work can simply be described as 'dereliction of duty'.

How can this make them stand it.

They are full of energy.

I hope that the summary meeting after the year will not play a supporting role again, but the GDP of more than 20 billion US dollars is too unreasonable, even if it is cut in half, it is beyond their reach.

At this time, Lang Cai was holding a document in his hand.

The more he looked, the more his brow furrowed, and the expression on his face was terrifyingly gloomy. In front of Lang Cai's table was standing a middle-aged man, his face was calm, his eyes were sharp, and he was not a simple character at first glance.

His name is Bivan.

One of Lang Cai's other henchmen.

It is in charge of the department --- justice, which is feared by all public servants in Burma.

Some of the Burmese people have learned the system of Western countries, and there is no discipline inspection commission department in China, if you insist on saying that there is, it is the investigation agency for job-related crimes in the judicial and other departments here.

"Is this true?"

Lang Cai put down the file and stared at Biwan, although Biwan was his confidant, but the things involved in it were really a bit big.

"Absolutely. Bivan said firmly.

"Shhh ”

Lang Cai took a deep breath.

Silently lit a cigarette.

Then leaning back in his chair, half-closed eyes, and silently twitching, Bivan honestly stood in place, waiting for Lang Cai's decision, he knew that it was indeed a difficult choice.

Biwan is in this position.

One of the tasks is to supervise Lang Cai, hand Lang Cai a knife when needed, and report to Lang Cai every once in a while, so that he knows what his subordinates have done.

And the content of this report is about the various black materials collected by various departments during this period.

Embezzlement.

Bribery.

Eat and take the card.

Conveyance of benefits.

These things, Lang Cai knows that there are various departments in Burmese, and he also knows that this is an unavoidable thing, the interests are in front of him, who can not be tempted, from ancient times to the present, can not be cut off.

Before.

He turned a blind eye.

As long as it doesn't look ugly, he doesn't care at all, and the Burmese scabs used to be poor, everyone didn't have much oil and water, and a country with a GDP of only more than 10 billion US dollars.

No matter how greedy you are, where can you be greedy?

Last year.

The GDP of its neighbors to the east has already broken $2 trillion.

The difference of 200 times, in contrast, the word 'poverty' is enough to sum up the situation in the whole country before, which is also the sorrow of an agrarian country, where nothing can be sold at a price.

But in the past six months.

Huge amounts of money smashed down.

Crazy stimulates the nerves of many people.

They began to act, relying on a large amount of investment, and the major families and various interest groups gradually became stronger, and in the end, almost all the upper echelons of the Burmese were involved, and each had interest groups behind them.

This Lang Cai can't stop it at all.

As in Western countries such as the United States.

Behind the politics and metallurgy, in fact, is capital, and capital is actually composed of these large and small interest groups, which provide election funds for their people in front of the stage and speak for them.

Lang Cai knows a lot of things.

For example, Kunheton had argued with Zero about raw material import quotas before, because he had received benefits from others, and even held a little dry stock in those companies to a greater or lesser extent, and he also knew that the benefits between Chongxin and Quinton were transferred.

Knowing that Chongxin sent money to Quinton's UBS account every time.

These Lang Cai don't care.

It's just a little money.

What a big deal.

However, judging from the report given by Biwan, Quinton not only had these minor problems, but also began to expand his sphere of influence on a large scale, even in terms of the Burmese government.

After that, they were all Quinton's subordinates, and the transfer of power had already begun.

But.

He could not stand Quinton's infiltration of the military.

This is a matter that will only start in the first half of next year, and Quinton is so eager to win over some people in the Burmese army that he doesn't pay attention to him at all, and it seems that Quinton needs to be warned.

What he gives you in his hand is yours.

If you don't give it, you can't take it.

By the way, I deter some people who are about to move and want to hug Quinton's thigh, he Lang Cai has not stepped down yet.

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