Chapter 939 I Can Give It, but You Can't Take It

August nineteenth.

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

It's not the way it came.

Instead, it directly crossed the confrontation zone before the two sides.

The transition from the asphalt road to the dirt road was so fast and direct, and the scene changed so quickly, making Mu Zhiwen still a little uncomfortable. After reading the Myanmar-Asia Special Economic Zone, look at Shanbang. village.

The gap is huge.

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

"It has to change."

This was the most persistent thought in Mu Zhiwen's mind at this time.

Whether for people or for yourself.

have to do it.

Starting next week, Zero's people will start demining the junction, and they have forgotten the location of many mines. At that time, they can say that it is safe to produce.

It is ironic to even think about going to the mountains in one's own territory.

Cross the messy village road.

The car drove on the main road in the state, and the speed was much faster, but it took a whole morning for Mu Zhiwen to arrive at the capital of the state. The place that was pleasing to the eye before, now felt a little more aggrieved.

Mu Zhiwen came back.

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

"Tell me, how is it over there? What did you find?" Pan Cong asked curiously after pouring a cup of tea for Mu Zhiwen.

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

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

Mu Zhiwen took out one photo after another.

They are all his "results" in the past few days. Except for special places, such as government office buildings, mining areas and other places and staff, they are not restricted from taking pictures in other places.

"And this is the port of the Myanmar-Asia Special Economic Zone and Huaxia. It is said that the daily traffic volume of trucks has exceeded 3,000. Even if we were not completely blocked by Langcai before, it would not reach 5% of their daily traffic." Speaking of which, Mu Zhiwen's eyes were already radiating light.

"So much?" Pan Cong was surprised.

Mu Zhiwen said with emotion: "Yeah, they will tell me only if they go to these data in person. In his report, there are only comprehensive economic data, and it is not necessarily accurate."

"You said Lingzangzhuo?" Pan Cong immediately grasped the key.

Mu Zhiwen nodded.

"It's possible, but it's just a guess, because Zero doesn't seem like a person who tells the truth in everything. I sometimes think he sees it through, but after thinking about it, I feel that he is surrounded by dense fog."

"It's also possible that the development over there is too good, and the reality is much higher than what 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 for several days ended.

But Lang Cai is busier than before.

Because of being stimulated by zero and one, various departments and state governments have been operating frantically. Although their data in the first half of the year are very good, they can be compared with the Myanmar-Asia Special Economic Zone.

Their work can be described as 'malfeasance'.

How can this make them bear it.

They have been riveting their energy.

In the summary meeting after the year, I hope that they 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 brows wrinkled, and the expression on his face was terrifyingly gloomy. There was a middle-aged man standing in front of Lang Cai's table. His face was calm and his eyes were sharp. At first glance, he was not a simple character.

His name is Bewan.

One of Lang Cai's other henchmen.

It holds the department that frightens all public servants in Myanmar - the judiciary.

The Myanmar part has learned the system of Western countries, and there is no China Disciplinary Commission. If you insist on it, it is the duty crime investigation agency in the judicial and other departments here.

"Are these contents true?"

Lang Cai put down the document and stared at Biwan. Although Biwan was his confidant, the things involved were really big.

"Absolutely true," Biwan said firmly.

"hiss.."

Lang Cai took a deep breath.

Silently lit a cigarette.

Then he leaned back on the chair, half closed his eyes, and twitched silently. Biwan stood there honestly, waiting for Lang Cai's decision. He knew that this was indeed a difficult choice.

Biwan holds this position.

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

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

corruption.

bribery.

Take a card.

Transfer of benefits.

Lang Cai knows that these things exist in various departments of Myanmar, and he also knows that this is something that cannot be avoided.

before.

He opened one eye and closed the other.

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

No matter how greedy, where can greed go.

last year.

The GDP of our neighbors to the east has exceeded $2 trillion.

The gap of two hundred times, in contrast, the word 'poverty' is enough to sum up the situation in the entire Myanmar and Myanmar before. This is also the tragedy of an agricultural country.

But this half year.

Throwing down huge sums of money.

Crazy stimulated the nerves of many people.

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

Lang Cai couldn't stop it at all.

as in western countries such as the United States.

Behind the politics is actually capital. Capital is actually made up of interest groups large and small. These people provide election funds for their front-runners and speak for them.

Lang Cai knows many things.

For example, Quinton and Zero argued about the import quota of raw materials before, because he received the benefits of others, and he even held a little stake in those companies more or less. He also knew that the transfer of benefits between Chongxin and Quinton.

Knowing that Chongxin had called Quinton's UBS account every time.

Lang Cai didn't care.

Just a little money.

What a big deal.

But judging from the report given by Biwan, Quinton is not only these small problems, but he has also started to expand his own power territory, which is not a problem for the Myanmar government.

From now on, they are all under Quinton's men, and the handover of power has already begun.

but.

He couldn't stand Quinton's infiltration of the military.

This is something that will only be handed over in the first half of next year. Kunton is so eager to win over some people from the Myanmar military, he completely ignores him. It seems that Kunton needs to be warned.

What he has in his hand is yours.

If you don't give it, you can't come and get it.

By the way, to frighten some people who want to hug Quinton's thigh, he Lang Cai has not left his post yet.