Xin’an City.
"What?"
Hughes was taken aback when he turned on the TV.
On the screen.
The man he t last night actually made the morning news, accused of extorting a museum. After watching, Hughes could only say: What’s this guy thinking, did he just lose his mind?
So stupid!
On a whim.
He just pushed himself into a corner.
Heh!
Didn’t he think about the museum’s background? Plus, would they really exhibit stolen goods? What kind of mind would compel soone to travel miles just to get served a subpoena?
Oh right.
Last night.
Hughes rembered that the man seed to want sothing from him.
"Err!"
Could it be about this matter?
Thinking of this.
Hughes had a strange expression; could that guy be trying to drag him down with him? Hughes couldn’t help but laugh, luckily he left right away.
Otherwise.
There might have been involvent.
After all.
If you know and don’t report, you’re not an accomplice, but it’s still a hassle. Forget it, since it didn’t involve him, he was too lazy to add insult to injury. The outco depends only on his luck.
Wash up.
Breakfast.
Hughes boarded the train heading to Delin Province.
It’s rare to co here.
After business.
Of course, one should relax a bit, the Foundation work isn’t too busy usually, and most tis, it’s about supervising the use of donations, so a significant part of his ti is spent traveling to other countries.
Semi-leisurely.
In short.
This job is quite comfortable.
On the train.
Business class.
Watching the scenery whisk by the window, Hughes sighed, except for the already operational high-speed rail in Huaxia, other countries don’t seem to have seats like this. This line isn’t high-speed rail.
It just uses high-speed rail carriages.
Custom-made.
The soundproofing was pleasing to Hughes, although slower than a plane, he wasn’t in a hurry, swaying to Delin Province was quite alright. On both sides of the railway, he could see vast farmland and villages.
Systematically planned.
Cent roads.
Villas scattered in the distance.
"First ti riding?"
To the left.
An old white man across the aisle greeted with a smile.
Hughes turned his head.
"Yeah!"
"You’ve co to the right place, many recomnd this line, from Xin’an City to Delin Province, traversing half of Myanmar, you can see this country’s different regions and features."
The old man chuckled.
"Uh-huh."
Hughes had heard about it too.
Outside the window.
The railway and a highway ran parallel.
A few years ago.
Most vehicles on the road were motorcycles, few cars, and many had outlived their usefulness. Now life has improved, the number of cars has greatly increased, and those obsolete ones have been forcibly scrapped.
Next.
Mandatory car replacents.
For this reason.
Many people incurred debts. But no one was dissatisfied, as the increase in inco was widespread. Willingness to work led to construction sites everywhere; tens of thousands of debts were no longer significant numbers.
"This is nothing short of a miracle!"
The old man marveled.
"I’m a sociologist, I’ve never seen another country undergo such drastic changes in just a few years, but unfortunately, it’s destined to be a unique case with no potential for widespread application."
"Without money."
"Everything is just empty talk."
"Right."
Hughes agreed.
Money.
Holds the power to change the world, the economic foundation determines the superstructure, in the most literal sense. With money, co railways, villas, and other social guarantees.
The old man continued:
"Ten years ago, I thought Huaxia, ten years from then, would be the only country with a growth rate that would astonish the world, regardless of industry or infrastructure. Now there’s another."
"However."
"In terms of significance, Huaxia is more important, as it’s a vast nation with over a billion people, several tis Myanmar’s size, and truly holds learning potential."
"But as for Myanmar."
"Can’t learn from it."
"There’s almost no relevance for other countries."
"Next year."
"I’m planning to publish a book..."
The old man rambled, while Hughes listened attentively, the old man probably didn’t recognize him, but Hughes vaguely rembered that the man was a professor from Harvard University, soone whose lecture he had attended.
But he wasn’t familiar.
So.
He pretended not to recognize him.
"Ten years from now, the situation of one superpower and many strong powers might change, becoming two superpowers and many strong powers. The polar bear has lost its chance to beco a superpower in the future, and India is unlikely to rise either."
"At least."
"Not within ten years."
"Twenty years?"
"Still unlikely."
"Unless they fundantally solve land issues, resolve internal system issues, forget about growing to beco a great power like Huaxia, even not experiencing internal chaos would be a blessing."
"..."
Hughes was speechless.
This.
Was getting increasingly far-fetched, do I look like soone who can be confided in? Hmm, probably just too handso, Hughes didn’t interrupt the esteed old professor, just listened for entertainnt.
Ten minutes later.
Finally.
The old professor also felt he talked too much and spoke no more.
An hour later.
The train exited the Myanmar Economic Zone, and the environnt changed significantly. As a zone starting from zero, the new rural construction was completed first here, but other places were different.
So fast.
So slow.
Though progressing, it’s not as fast as the Special Zone.
From small villages.
To big cities.
Countless projects were underway, rumors said Huaxia engineering companies took on the lion’s share, even due to too many overseas projects, Huaxia construction companies were frantically recruiting.
Their dostic market was experiencing massive construction too.
In short.
Tiring.
But joyful!
...
March 5th.
Morning.
Ali.
Ma Yun happily arrived at the company. Yesterday, in thirty-nine countries, Ali finally secured its business licenses, with the last one being India, nearly ten days later than the penultimate.
Alright.
Understood.
In that place, everything is hard, he didn’t expect Ali to achieve much in India, as long as it doesn’t go bankrupt, it seems unlikely, since Tata is also a major shareholder.
That company.
In India.
Still holds significant influence.
"Director Ma, the Hummingbird eting is about to start."
"Okay."
Ma Yun entered the conference room; communication was already connected. Apart from the current Hummingbird president’s team, there were two other parties, first, Tang Qing as the chairman, and second, another shareholder.
Previously.
Hummingbird had only two shareholders.
One Tang Qing.
Two Ali.
Last month.
Myanmar Investnt (Huaxia) Group beca Hummingbird’s second largest shareholder, holding twenty-two percent shares. Due to this acquisition, Ali increased its investnt to maintain its eight percent stake.
Otherwise.
After dilution, five percent would have been good.
Currently.
Tang Qing holds seventy percent.
Absolute control.
However.
If going public, dilution may reduce it to below fifty percent, and there is also an agreent with international branch partners to exchange so headquarters shares before listing.
Theoretically.
Considered a kind of option.
After all.
If the headquarters goes public, and they have no shares, all raised funds would be yours, which is impossible, like Tang Qing’s three major companies going public, original shares are also distributed to executives and employees.
Even if they are distributed later.
Hummingbird.
Will still be under Tang Qing’s control.
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