CHAPTER 1907: CHAPTER 1732: CORE CITIES

After the meal.

Sitting for a while.

"Goodbye."

It was getting late, Tang Qing stood up.

"Alright."

"Brother Tang, thank you for your gift." Qiu Wanrou hugged a wood carving, unwilling to let go.

The facial features.

Clearly resembled her appearance, with a classical style.

"You’re welcome."

Tang Qing patted Qiu Wanrou’s head. If others tried to touch her, Qiu Wanrou would definitely dodge, but Tang Qing gave her an inexplicable sense of security, like a little kitten, her eyes narrowing to a line.

"Goodbye."

"..."

Downstairs.

Watching Tang Qing’s car leave, Qiu Jie sighed deeply. The world only knows Tang Qing’s current achievements, but perhaps this is just the beginning, a visionary business genius and a super top student.

Love technology.

Understand technology.

Gifted, with astonishing abilities.

The future.

Will definitely be even more dazzling than now. Tang Qing is too young, only in his early twenties, creating such a family business in four years. Giving him another four, eight years, he can’t even predict how far he will grow.

Young talent.

He has seen many.

But.

Feels like most have studied foolishly, good at solving problems but eventually disappear among the masses.

"Dad."

"Hmm?"

"Can you understand Tang Qing?" Qiu Wuming murmured.

"No."

Qiu Jie shook his head. He has met countless people, three years ago, he felt he could still understand, but now, after three years, Tang Qing hasn’t changed much, still polite to people, doing things meticulously, diligent and eager to learn.

However.

He has become even more mysterious.

Capable, without temper. That calm demeanor, he is ashamed of himself.

"Brother Tang is so handsome, so amazing." Qiu Wanrou’s eyes sparkled with admiration, not a romantic admiration, just appreciation. He can make money, is a top student, knows so many skills, has a good personality, simply perfect.

Qiu Wuming looked at his daughter.

Shaking his head.

Tang Qing’s heart is already committed, impossible.

"Let’s go back."

"Hmm."

"Wanrou, study well."

"Then I’ll also pursue multiple degrees, three... or maybe two." She has self-awareness, three, would be too exhausting, even two would be tough, and they have to be related fields.

Tang Qing isn’t crossing professions.

But crossing industries.

Finance.

Suddenly switching to technical disciplines like mechanical engineering, computer science, she feels she doesn’t have that ability. This kind of industry switching nearly requires a change in thinking; she cannot switch between the two.

"Haha."

...

Two days later.

Naypyidaw.

Airport.

Sun Jiang received the delegation from domestic, the same time last year, several ministries and commissions organized a visit with numerous experts to examine Myanmar Bank Group’s cancer treatment and operating room.

Afterwards.

Agreed to start the trial, dispatched doctors to learn, this year in early February, during the first six days of the lunar year, conducted a one-year trial work in several large hospitals in Beijing, now, more than half a year has passed.

The delegation came again.

Not for examination.

But for negotiation, additional purchase.

"A year not coming, such big changes." The delegation leader looked out the window.

"Certainly, this year construction is happening everywhere, and it’s a whole lot of areas being transformed, money isn’t an issue, the construction period is fast too, sometimes when I haven’t seen for a few days, I can perceive distinct changes."

Sun Jiang explained.

Before.

He only admired Huaxia’s urban construction.

Now.

There’s another here.

Dangerous buildings.

Demolish.

Old buildings.

Demolish.

Unsightly ones.

Demolish.

The ’nouveau riche’ behavior was carried to the extreme. The country spent money without considering costs, giving houses, offering decoration, twelve-year compulsory education, supporting Ling’s ideas to the limit.

All Families’ Buddha.

"Quite livable, each villa, is it expensive?" The leader couldn’t help but praise.

"Free."

"What?"

Sun Jiang said: "Free, Naypyidaw previously had few people, but Yangon had many, to balance and reduce Yangon’s population pressure, this area built a large number of such houses to attract people."

"..."

The leader was speechless.

These villas.

All standalone.

"How do they earn a living?"

"Many ways, services industry, manufacturing, agriculture, engineering, more people means more jobs, nearly ten thousand people have been relocated from Yangon, another twenty thousand are expected to be relocated."

"What about Yangon?"

"Yangon was already overloaded, Ling’s idea is to reduce Yangon’s permanent resident population to two million, meaning around one million more would be relocated to other states."

Sun Jiang stated.

Three years ago.

Yangon’s population was over six million.

Two years ago.

Ling took the position.

Started reducing.

Mainly to the Myanmar Economic Zone, for work, farming, and settling down, nationwide large-scale construction started, requiring people everywhere, population began to decrease further, remaining only over four million at the start of the year.

However.

Ling still considers it too many.

With the launch of Delin Province’s tourism project, more people have gone there. Along with the new rural construction covering the nation, Yangon’s population has sharply decreased by nearly three million, a fifty percent decrease.

It can be said.

Yangon is ’very much affected’.

However.

It is reasonable.

Ling advocates for nationwide economic integration, developed areas driving the lagging ones, expanding the scale of state-owned enterprises, creating public employment, enabling everyone to work and live close to home.

Income might not be high.

But it won’t be drastically different either.

It should be noted.

Previously everyone went to Yangon because local areas only offered subsistence farming, left with no choice. Now, village straw houses have been torn down, living in small villas, education equalized too.

Population reduction.

Is unavoidable.

"Really commendable."

After listening.

The leader was amazed.

While others are building big cities, Ling is dismantling big cities, nationwide planning, industrial division, lifting local economies, creating jobs, balancing power under his command.

"Indeed, according to the plan, in the future, Myanmar will only have six cities with populations over one million: Yangon, Naypyidaw, Mandalay, Xin’an City, Xinhua City, and Kachin City."

"Myanmar Economic Zone accounts for half?"

"Right."

"Indeed, he won’t let go of this place."

"This is his founding place, and also where Myanmar Bank Group has absolute control; he will definitely support it greatly." Sun Jiang stated directly, this isn’t a secret, it’s apparent to everyone.

Xin’an City.

Xinhua City.

Kachin City.

Capitals of three regions, Ling’s stronghold. Even Mandalay’s population has decreased by sixty thousand, barely stabilizing over one million. These six cities are also the core cities of Myanmar’s future.

"Oh?"

While chatting.

The leader looked out the window.

A car.

Very ordinary, often seen on the streets, Xinyue brand, famous for its optical paint, but isn’t this an electric car? Why does it have a tail exhaust and why did it overtake their car?

"What is it?"

"That car... burns fuel?"

Looking at it.

Sun Jiang laughed.

"Yes, gasoline version, still called Xinyue, but hasn’t been released domestically yet."

"Why?"

He had heard this car is produced domestically.

"The company’s cars, approved faster here, were released at the end of last month, heard it received good feedback, by next March it might be released domestically." Sun Jiang explained.