The county town isn’t big.
Yet it has a strong foreign charm.
Beside the road.
Green trees provide shade.
So are even in bloom, and Duan Yi’s Cara hasn’t stopped. At a crossroads, the red light is on, and there are no Vehicles coming from the left or right, but all the electric cars honestly stopped.
None went over the line.
Duan Yi already knows.
The Punishnt for running a red light here is quite severe.
All along the way.
Surveillance is everywhere on both sides of the road, not just at the crossroads, but also in the middle of large roads with no blind spots, crossing the line once is no issue, but once you cross the road, you’ll imdiately be caught by the Caras.
Every car has a license plate.
The fine will be imdiately issued and sent as a Text ssage to the owner.
The cost is significant.
Fifty for one violation.
No riding allowed for the next three days.
Extrely unreasonable, but highly effective, everyone drives on the right track. Just relying on propaganda, this behavior is hard to eliminate, but when it’s about Interests, people start to weigh it.
---Whether it’s worth rushing for those few seconds.
...
"We are in the New County Town, which used to be a piece of Farmland and scattered settlents, construction started a year and a half ago, and renovation was completed this March, moving everyone from the Old County Town over."
"Many attractions are in the Old City."
"That’s where it is."
Coming to a street.
The electric car stopped, and the cousin pointed to a direction to introduce.
Duan Yi looked and saw that this street clearly divided the New and Old County Town, like the River Chu and Han border. The buildings on the New side were brand new, while the Old side was enclosed in a large construction site.
Tower cranes.
chanical Engineering.
Construction Vehicles.
Clanging and banging.
Very bustling.
"Demolition in the Old City started this April, except for so Buildings with historical significance, the entire Old County Town was razed, it seems pretty much cleaned up, they’re already digging channels for the foundation."
"Channel foundation?"
"It’s a shortened term, which refers to the building foundation and the laying of various jurisdictional channels," the cousin explained.
"Oh," Duan Yi nodded.
"The Old City is under overall construction now and is closed off, we can’t go in, and there’s probably nothing to see anyway. I’ve heard they’re going to comprehensively refurbish most of the Buildings with historical significance."
Watching for a while.
The electric car rode to the end of this blocked road.
"These are the Company’s bases and Offices, modern design, beautiful, right?" At this mont, the sun was already high, and the glass curtain walls in the sunshine did give a feeling of being in a startup town.
Looking at all this.
Duan Yi nodded constantly.
Not bad.
Really good.
Working every day in such an Office environnt would make one’s mood better.
"This county really has money."
"No, they spent almost nothing and even made a profit."
"Ah?"
"This New County Town was co-funded by the County and the province, with no Land costs, and it was Large-scale construction, making costs relatively low. Now the Old City is building almost all sellable apartnts."
"The profits from this have gone into the Governnt’s pocket, a lot of Indians have co over to buy property, buying several sets at a ti. If there weren’t Restrictions, it would’ve been sold out long ago."
"Why?"
"Environnt, security, Education, healthcare, previously both sides were about the sa, but now there’s a large difference, many Indians treat this place as a vacation spot for various reasons, making it highly sought after now."
"The Indian share is already gone."
"Due to the high price of real estate and comrcial stores, in the end, in this New County Town, the Governnt not only didn’t lose money but also earned a lot. I don’t know exactly how much, but this County Town was a sure profit."
Duan Yi: "..."
Really knows how to do business.
Got a New County Town out of thin air.
As noon approaches.
The two reached the border.
"This is the India-Myanmar border."
At this mont.
Duan Yi already fully feels like she’s in India, seeing the roads lined with a vast number of Indians, with all others becoming very few, the Tall Tower in the distance is quite conspicuous.
"That’s the border."
"Most of these people are here for Treatnt, more than before."
"Didn’t India pass the transcription fluid Going public?"
"It was passed, but the Treatnt centers are currently just two places, New Delhi and Mumbai, and the daily reception capacity is limited. Indians from the states near here are almost all coming here for Treatnt."
"I see," Duan Yi nodded.
India’s Transportation.
Plus the City’s load.
If they all went over, it would also be a big issue.
"Sister Duan, I know a good Indian Restaurant. Would you like to try it?"
"Sure."
Since we’re here.
Of course, we should try so Indian food, and being less than a kiloter away from India makes it feel like we’re already there.
"Great."
Just then.
A fleet of luxury cars ca over from the border.
"It’s here."
The cousin suddenly said.
Duan Yi asked curiously, "What’s here?"
"The top officials from India for this Project. The News ntioned that today is the day for the overall signing ceremony, tomorrow the entire urban construction project will formally enter the construction phase."
Stopping by the roadside.
The two watched a row of more than ten large and small Indian cars drive past.
...
Inside the car.
Lunda looked out the window, his eyes shining. A month ago in Naypyidaw, he and Ling signed an agreent, and today, a month later, the Project officially enters the preparatory construction phase.
Fast.
That’s the word.
Almost like being driven along, it’s really about pushing oneself to see one’s potential.
Hard to imagine.
Such a massive Project’s preliminary work could be completed in just one month.
Entering the construction phase.
He’s quite eager.
Wants to see how the plan, which took a month of planning and discussion and made them very satisfied, becos reality.
Langyu County.
He’s here for the first ti.
As Vice President, he can’t casually go to another country, but beside him, the state leader Du Te isn’t here for the first ti, introducing to Lunda: "Cross this road, and far away is Langyu County Town."
"This is the New County Town, the Old County is still under construction."
"Is it always this crowded?"
Looking at the constantly arriving Indians out the window, Lunda asked.
"Yes, New Delhi and Mumbai are too far away, Transportation is inconvenient, and the travel expenses are sothing many cannot afford." This is the reality for India’s poor, were it not for dical Loans being approved.
Many wouldn’t even have travel fare.
"We’re not doing well enough," Lunda sighed.
"..."
Du Te could say nothing more.
To bla.
Only the current system can be blad.
States have great power.
The Governnt has no Land; even building a road is difficult, trying to get things done is almost impossible. Only in this sowhat remote state can such attempts be made, and even if it’s done well, it’s uncertain if it can be implented in other states.
Even though he’s a state leader.
He feels very constrained.
Trouble.
Not doing things.
Seems simple.
Trying to do things.
Is just t with obstacles.
"The future entire Langyu County Town can be said to be built by us Indians." Saying this, Du Te was quite helpless. The wealth gap in India is large, wealthy people are extrely rich.
Poor people don’t even have a single roof.
Now still desperately adding bricks and tiles to a neighboring country.
It’s no wonder he’s depressed.
"Whatever others have, we lack. If we can learn, we learn; if not directly, then indirectly. We cannot turn this city pilot into a quagmire, or we won’t be able to account for India’s future."
Lunda said firmly.
"Yes."
Where is the gap?
Du Te certainly knows.
Environnt.
Security.
Education.
Healthcare.
Industry.
Many, many.
And for this City Project, Ling there took each issue and provided solutions, as long as implented, without changing local The law, the expected outcos could be achieved.
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