Reborn Super Bank System

August 19th.

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

It is not the way it came.

Instead, it directly crosses the confrontation zone between the two sides.

The transition from the asphalt road to the dirt road is so fast and direct. The picture also changes so quickly that Mu Zhiwen is still a bit uncomfortable. After watching the Special Economic Zone in Myanmar, look at the side of Shanbang. Village.

The gap is huge.

It seems that he has just returned from a developed country now. Although the state's capital is well built, the terrible transportation in the whole territory is enough to suppress his remaining stubbornness.

"It must change."

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

Whether it's for people or for yourself.

You have to do it.

Starting next week, Zero people will begin to mine the junction, and they have forgotten the location of many mines.Until then, they can say that it is safe to produce.

It is ironic to think about it if he dare not go to the mountains in his own territory.

Cross the messy village road.

The car drove on the main road in the state, much faster, but it took a whole morning for Mu Zhiwen to reach the capital of Shanbang. At the place that was pleasing to the eye before, he felt more aggrieved.

Mu Zhiwen came back.

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

"Quickly tell, how is there? What have you found?" Pan Cong asked Mu Zhiwen curiously after pouring a cup of tea.

"I'm an eye-opener, leader Pan Cong, you should really go and see, don't you know how big the gap is between the cold numbers and the bustling reality? These are the photos I brought back.

Look, this is their checkpoint, big, thirty-two checkpoints.This is their highest standard highway, with 16 lanes in both directions.This is their rural situation, and the village roads are better than ours..."

Mu Zhiwen took out photos one after another with delicacy.

They are all his "results" in the past few days. Except for special places, such as government offices, mining areas and other places and staff, there are no restrictions on them to take pictures.

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

"So much?" Pan Cong was surprised.

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

"You said that you are clumsy?" Pan Cong immediately grasped the key.

Mu Zhiwen nodded.

"It's possible, but it's just a guess, because Zero is not like a person who tells the truth in everything. Sometimes I think he's seen through, but after thinking deeply, he feels that there is a dense fog all over him."

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

"Perhaps."

...

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

Long Cai's office.

Although it ended several days of economic work conferences.

But Lang Chai was busier than before.

Because of being stimulated by zero and one, various departments and the state government are all running frantically. Although their data for the first half of the year is very good, it can be compared with the Myanmar Special Economic Zone.

Their work can be described as'malfeasance'.

How could this make them stand it.

Riveting enough energy one after another.

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

His name is Biwan.

One of Lang Cai's other henchmen.

It controls the department that fears all civil servants in Myanmar-the judicial system.

Burmese has partly studied the systems and systems of Western countries. There is no China Discipline Inspection Commission. If you insist, it is the duty crime investigation agency in the judicial and other departments.

"Are these contents true?"

Langcai put down the file and stared at Biwan. Although Biwan is his confidant, the things involved are a bit big.

"Absolutely true." Biwan said confidently.

"hiss.."

Lang Cai took a deep breath.

Quietly lighted a cigarette.

Then he leaned on the chair, half-closed his eyes, and pulled up 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 Lang Tsai, pass the knife to Lang Tsai when needed, and report to Lang Tsai every once in a while, so that he knows what his subordinates have done.

The content of this report is all kinds of black materials collected by various departments during this period.

corruption.

bribery.

Eat and take the card.

Transfer of benefits.

Lang Tsai knows that these things exist in various departments of Burma. He also knows that this is an unavoidable thing. The interests are in front of him. Who can not be moved, from ancient times to the present, cannot be cut off.

before.

He always closed one eye.

As long as it is not ugly to eat, he doesn't care at all, and the previous Burmese is poor, everyone has no big oil and water, a country with a GDP of only more than 10 billion US dollars.

No matter how greedy, where can I go.

last year.

The GDP of the neighbors in the east has broken two trillion US dollars.

The difference of two hundred times. In contrast, the word'poverty' is enough to summarize the situation in Myanmar before. This is also the sorrow of the agricultural country, and nothing can be sold at a price.

But in the past six months.

The huge amount of funds fell.

Crazyly stimulated the nerves of many people.

They began to act, relying on a lot of investment, and the big families and interest groups gradually became stronger. In the end, almost all the upper classes of Burma were involved, and there were interest groups behind each.

This Langcai could not stop it at all.

It is the same as the United States and other Western countries.

Behind politics is capital. Capital is actually composed of this large and small interest group. These people provide election funds for their predecessors and speak for them.

Lang Cai knows a lot.

For example, Quinholton had previously argued with zero about raw material import quotas, which was a benefit to others, and he even held a bit of dry shares in those companies more or less. He also knew the transfer of interests between Chongxin and Quinton.

Knowing that Chongxin always transfers money to Quinton's UBS account.

These Langcai don't care.

Just a little money.

What a big deal.

However, according to the report from Biwan, Quinton is not only about these small problems, but also started to expand his influence arbitrarily, even in the case of the Burmese government.

From now on, they are all under Quinton, and the transfer of power has already begun.

but.

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

This is something that only started in the first half of next year. Quinton was so anxious to win over some people in the Burmese military and didn't take him seriously. It seems that Quinton needs to be warned.

The thing in his hand is for you, and it is yours.

If you didn'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 hasn't stepped down yet.