Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2149: Chapter 1971: Gone for Good

In the square.

"Wow! Wow!"

Continuous applause rang out.

There was celebration.

There was welcome.

It took a while to stop, looking at Ling, with kindness in their eyes, such a good person, angel-like, building a city here in just over a year.

So efficient.

You know your own business best.

This city.

Even if India wanted to do it alone, they couldn’t, mainly because there’s no money, despite their buying spree worldwide, the accumulated debt is monumental too.

Among them.

The equipment expenses... infuriating.

Smash.

Various smashings.

Then buy.

It’s almost a vicious cycle, it’s hard to pay back now, as India’s elite knows well, India is already trapped in a debt quagmire.

In the future.

Someday, the debt will accumulate to the point where even the interest can’t be paid.

And then.

There will be only one way.

- Borrow new debts.

- Pay old debts.

This cycle continues, ceaselessly, debt defaulting? Who dares? If they default, India’s currency will depreciate at an avalanche speed.

Therefore.

Apply for debt restructuring only.

Then.

At the next debt maturity date, apply for restructuring again.

"Sigh!"

Looking at Ling.

Envious.

Myanmar is not a debtor country, but a creditor country, with almost no international debts, at most it’s the debt relationship between the Myanmar authorities and Myanmar Bank Group.

The two are almost one entity.

Therefore.

Not afraid of debt collection at all.

But India.

Can only go down this irreversible path.

...

Shortly thereafter.

Another convoy arrived.

"Wow! Wow!"

Applause rang out again, although it was funded by Myanmar, they knew that the Indian high-level also made great efforts in this matter.

During the period.

Facing too many obstacles.

Finally.

Gritted teeth.

The project was delegated to the states, with the state as the lender, otherwise even now, this matter might still be stuck in endless bickering with no progress.

It’s fair to say that they are well aware of the high-level’s difficulties and praise their flexibility; this city is the result of joint efforts.

Once out of the car.

Lunda couldn’t stop smiling.

Initially.

He was the one running back and forth, facilitating this project, during the construction period, he came three times, each time feeling very pleased.

Fast.

Too fast.

Over a year, a city.

Almost unimaginable.

But.

Here they accomplished it, the Huaxia speed, Myanmar speed, high efficiency, high quality, each is worth India learning but beyond their reach.

No way.

It’s a habit.

Besides.

There are some well-known problems, accumulated and hard to change, fortunately, this matter pointed them a direction, a feasible direction.

Next to him.

The President was already walking towards Ling.

Lunda hurried to follow.

Up close.

The big shots from the two countries shook hands.

Quite familiar.

At two G20 summits, and one Davos Forum, Ling met with Indian big shots, as for Lunda, he also went when the World Organization was founded.

"Click-click!"

"Click!"

"..."

A flurry of photo-taking from international media.

Such a grand event.

The scale of journalists invited by both parties was enormous, covering almost all the top 100 media worldwide, Myanmar wanted publicity, India wanted achievements.

Each sought their needs.

After the photos.

Then a series of procedures.

Flag raising.

Song playing.

Flower offering.

Salutes.

Then came the speech, starting with the Indian host.

Ascending to the podium.

"Today, I’m very excited, especially after entering the city, from what I saw, from what I felt, it brought me an unprecedented shock."

"To this end."

"The first to thank is our neighbor, our friend, as the three-party general contractor for this city’s loan, design, and construction."

"Thank you."

"Thank you to all the construction workers, it is you, with your hands, that step by step turned the blueprint into reality, allowing us to see its beauty so quickly."

"..."

Impromptu speech.

For this.

He memorized it for a while, mainly because Ling inspires, every time Ling is present, journalists praise his impromptu speeches immensely.

Thus.

It’s wise to put in some effort to memorize.

...

At this moment.

On Tang Qing’s airplane, the Indian live broadcast was also being shown.

"Not bad."

"This project, India did well." Qin Yugang couldn’t help but nod, since he didn’t have to be on duty this May Day, he also took the opportunity to visit Sea Island.

On TV,

Zooming in and out on the scenery.

You could see the city was quite beautiful, changing his impression of India, of course, knowing this is just an exception, yet demonstrating the authorities’ boldness.

"How about a day trip?" Qin Shiqi suggested.

"Is it safe?"

Aunt frowned.

India.

Has many negative news reports.

"No worries, there are bodyguards, aren’t there, Brother." Qin Shiqi looked at Tang Qing, winking, evidently, with Tang Qing involved, it was settled.

Sure enough.

Tang Qing didn’t disappoint her.

Nodded.

"Just stay within the city, don’t go elsewhere, then there’s no issue." The Indian side has undergone significant security reforms in this city.

It’s considered an experiment.

First.

It’s the security, with ample police force and 24-hour patrol, strictly cracking down on petty theft, followed by population movement restrictions.

Otherwise.

A city meant for two to three hundred thousand could be flooded with a million people, soon being crowded in every street, park, and bench.

This time.

The Indian side was determined to make a model.

"Great!"

Qin Shiqi leaped up.

"Slap!"

Aunt lightly slapped her, "What are you jumping for, this is a plane, not a train." Hearing this, Qin Shiqi pouted and sat down.

Seeing this.

Tang Qing smiled faintly.

"No problem."

"Our plane is sturdy."

Jokingly.

Such a big thing can’t withstand a little girl jumping on it? How flimsy would it be, besides, it’s specially modified.

Not just jumping.

You could even dance, and if it breaks, count it as my loss.

In the corner.

Qin Shiyu and Tang Nian’er were writing furiously, tackling problems, with just a month left until the National College Entrance Examination, there was no May Day holiday originally, but who told them to be top students.

One, first in the grade.

One, second in the grade.

Top student level.

And since they were also aiming for Yantang University, asking for leave was rather easy, Tang Qing could imagine the teachers’ resentment, these were two Qingbei candidates.

The reason for tackling problems is to catch up with Tang Qing.

Back then.

Tang Qing, with almost full marks, became the top scorer in the nationwide exam, their goal is to reduce the gap, striving to keep it within ten points.

The two girls usually put in a lot of effort.

Of course.

Play is also necessary, balancing work and rest.

As for Tang Qing’s parents.

Turning around.

See a few faces deep in thought, they found a way to pass time on the plane---a puzzle, battling hard.

Of course.

It’s not the tens of thousands of pieces Tang Qing usually plays with, but just a thousand or so pieces, yet even so, it’s likely they won’t finish before the plane lands.