While Tang Qing was in class.
India.
New Delhi.
After spending a week.
They finally finished reviewing the 200-plus-page docunt from Ling and found no issues. It was Monday, so the matter was officially put on the agenda, gathering more than ten heads and seconds-in-command from various ministries, along with experts.
After hearing the summary.
Everyone present was astonished.
"What a bold move."
"An investnt of at least several billion Asia Dollars. But do we really need to increase our debt for this?"
"Perhaps it won’t take that much; it’ll depend on the city’s scale. Even a county town is still a city. I just didn’t expect Ling to have such abrupt thinking. City construction loans—ha—I’ve never heard of foreign loans being given for this purpose."
"It’s usually dostic loans given within the country. What exactly is Ling trying to do?"
"It’s certainly about making money. If this trial works here, they can push it in Africa. Those poor countries would leap at Ling’s terms. We’re just lab mice."
"You can’t say that. We’ll still benefit."
"Benefit? Not necessarily."
After marveling at Ling’s audacity.
The focus of the discussion shifted to India’s interests.
"The docunt states that all construction project bidding will be handled by them. Who knows if this money will be misused? I believe we must control the bidding rights ourselves."
"Right, we can’t hand it over to foreigners."
"I agree."
"Especially for engineering projects. I think our dostic companies should undertake them. If they handle the bidding, it’s bound to favor Huaxia’s engineering firms, which would be a loss for us."
Currently.
The whole world knows.
A majority of major engineering projects within Myanmar have been awarded to Huaxia companies.
Moreover.
In Africa, sixty percent of project loans also end up in the hands of Huaxia enterprises. The reason, as explained by Myanmar, boils down to cost and construction tilines—Huaxia companies have unparalleled advantages.
But so what?
That’s in other countries.
In India.
They certainly wouldn’t mind taking a piece of the pie themselves.
"Exactly, bidding rights and contractors cannot be compromised."
"..."
Clearly.
This loan would benefit India, but this didn’t an the departnts present would see the benefit. They all had their own interests to protect, yet in the docunt, they were rely collaborators.
Seeing the direction of the discussion go astray.
Lunda stepped in as one of the supporters and spoke up.
"Ladies and gentlen, regarding bidding rights, I’ve negotiated with Ling before, but unfortunately, he’s very firm about prioritizing efficiency above all and highly values limited authority over trial projects."
"He stated that cities created under this trial must be officially operational within two years. Thus, as long as construction deadlines are t, they will prioritize Indian engineering firms."
"However, if the stipulated tiline isn’t t, fines will be imposed on contractors." From Lunda’s previous conversation with Ling, it was evident that Ling was deeply skeptical of their efficiency.
This he had to admit.
When it cos to building houses.
And building them on a large scale.
No other global company could compare to those from Huaxia. In comparison, India would only co up short.
"What? Fines?"
"If it’s for a small town, we can definitely handle it in two years."
"A small town? Ling is talking about a city. That includes not only the construction but all supporting infrastructure. Isn’t Ling being too impatient? It’s just a trial—why not take it slower?"
"Life is long—what’s his rush?"
"Even if it’s for a larger city, we can simply use more manpower and chanical resources. No way we’ll lose to Huaxia companies."
"Agreed, bidding rights must stay with us."
"..."
Amidst the debate of his subordinates.
The leading figure remained calm. Conflicts over interests were an inherent part of their work, much like the recent disputes over dical loans and big data dical treatnt, which had embarrassed many related interest groups in India.
However.
In the end, those were all approved.
The reason was simple.
They could deliver results, whereas others could not. To prevent large-scale losses in foreign exchange and consumption power, as well as keep control over ballots, these interest groups had no choice but to submit to the bigger picture—unless the situation could be changed.
Can they change it?
No.
At least not yet.
The Indian governnt also promised.
If these companies could crack the transcription fluid, then they’d use it. This commitnt reduced resistance significantly and spurred major pharmaceutical companies to madly research the transcription fluid.
No one was causing trouble.
Now.
The transcription fluid had turned into new city trial projects.
An hour later.
The eting concluded.
As expected, nothing was decided. The leading figure wasn’t worried; if results ca on the first day, that would be the truly unusual part. After the eting, Lunda was summoned to the President’s office.
The elder asked, "Do you think negotiating for bidding rights will be difficult?"
"It depends on the circumstances," Lunda replied.
"Oh?"
"Ling is soone with a strong sense of control. Even if we take over bidding rights, he may impose even stricter conditions, like quality and progress oversight, which could complicate matters."
"In Africa, all projects funded by Myanmar Bank loans have strict progress plans and stringent quality supervision from Myanmar Bank. This ti, he’s handing over such powers to us."
"I think he’ll leverage this point," Lunda said.
"Are our companies really that bad?" The elder chuckled bitterly.
Lunda shook his head.
"No, but compared to the best, there’s still room for improvent."
No matter what.
You can’t denigrate your own companies too much.
Myanmar’s rise.
Was already an imnse psychological shock for the two of them. Huaxia was impressive enough to make them envious, but now Myanmar had beco an even bigger stimulus—especially since Huaxia had taken thirty years.
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