Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2152 - 1974: You’re Just Too "Efficient," Aren’t You?



Chapter 2152: Chapter 1974: You’re Just Too "Efficient," Aren’t You?



In everyone’s brain.


A picture gradually emerged.


The Central City District is like paradise, called beautiful by those who come. The suburb is like a slum, called broken by those who leave. Such a stark contrast, what would outsiders think?


This point.


It seems not difficult to predict --- disdain!


Separated by a street.


Two worlds, definitely capable of making headlines in various countries again.


At this moment.


The Indian high-level officials suddenly felt a bit absurd. In such a beautiful city, they actually felt uneasy, the reason being, too much calculation.


...


Soon after.


They arrived at the train station again.


"This is Roy station, but it hasn’t been integrated into the railway network yet. If it’s fast, it could be operational by the beginning of next year." The more he spoke, the lower his volume became.


Shameful!


Others build a city in a year, while you take three years to build a mere two to three hundred kilometers of railway, and it’s still uncertain if it can be completed. Truly, without comparison, there is no harm.


Upon hearing this.


The big shots frowned.


Three years.


This is indeed ’efficient’; however, they also understood the difficulties faced by those below, given Roy City’s special location. Land acquisition is easier, but the railway along the line remains a problem.


Alright.


Fine.


Since we can’t solve this problem, let’s... not solve it.


Beside them.


The journalists faithfully recorded the scene, even having prepared the headline in their minds: "The Beautiful Roy Station Completed, but the Connection Will Take a Few More Years"


The lonely train station will sit idle for another three years.


Damn.


Maybe... it’s better not to report this?


...


Very soon.


The new Roy City expansion plan was spread through various channels, and for a time, within the Indian capital world, there began to be tremors.


New Delhi.


Near the suburb.


An estate covering a vast area, reflecting the owner’s identity. Inside the yard, numerous servants were busy, serving the master of this house.


In India.


The servants of a great family are mostly hereditary, and ordinary people cannot enter.


Backyard.


In the pavilion.


"Master, you previously asked me to pay attention to Roy City, and just now, Ling from the Myanmar side clearly stated that they will not provide any loans to India in the short term."


"However."


"A new plan was proposed."


"Introduce commercial capital to jointly expand Roy City, with Myanmar Bank Group still as the general contractor for planning, design, bidding, and construction."


"Profits are distributed according to the amount of investment."


"Oh?"


After hearing this.


The elder, who was pretending to be asleep on the recliner, slowly opened his eyes. The aura of authority in those eyes made even the butler a bit afraid to look directly, having to lower his head instead.


"Commercial capital?" the elder murmured.


"Yes."


"What are the requirements?"


"Reputation and strength," the butler said.


"Good."


A slight smile appeared on the elder’s face.


Previously, he hadn’t paid much attention, but the success of Roy City was now before his eyes, proving that this path was right. Now they only needed to follow it.


Sure profit.


At least there wouldn’t be a loss.


However.


"This Ling really plays a good game, not spending money himself but still managing to earn a sum as the general contractor," the butler couldn’t help but say.


"Hehe!"


The elder chuckled.


"He really dares."


"Why?"


The butler asked curiously.


"Very simple, he is very confident that no one can do it better than the Myanmar Bank Group. More confidently, Roy City’s expansion is bound to earn a sum by Myanmar."


Saying this.


"Pa!"


The elder slapped the armrest of the recliner, eyes glinting with excitement.


"Good means."


"Good strategy."


"So, this is what he was waiting for."


The more he thought.


The more the elder felt this must be the case.


"What do you mean?"


The butler was puzzled.


"The first loan was said to be a pilot, but actually, it could also be considered as a sort of sweetener. We found it tasty and would certainly continue to buy in the future."


"However."


"We all thought the future buyers would be the Indian or state governments, but based on this direction of analysis, the conclusion is: the probability is very small."


"After all."


"Myanmar’s money has many places to go."


"However."


"None of us expected Ling’s second target was not the authorities, but commercial capital. It must be said, this move is beautifully played."


The elder spoke more and more excitedly, as if discovering some great secret.


Yes.


This must be the case.


Presumably.


From the beginning, this was Ling’s plan: first establish Roy City, but not too big, and let many people make money. Now, it’s a sensation.


Surely, capital will flock in droves.


Thus.


Take the opportunity to integrate and earn a sum from it. Thinking of this, the elder couldn’t help but deeply feel that Ling’s strategic vision was almost terrifyingly far-reaching.


Maneuvering for a place.


Easy.


Strategizing for a country.


Hard.


"That clever?"


The butler clicked his tongue.


Thinking.


It really does seem a bit like... tempting consumption, first giving you a sweet taste, leading you step by step into spending more and more, earning a huge profit in the end.


"Too shrewd."


"Yes."


The elder nodded continuously.


"In that case, we can completely do it ourselves and not let his scheme succeed," the butler said.


Upon hearing this.


The elder shook his head.


"It’s too late."


"Why?" the butler asked.


"First."


"The goal of capital is profit, but if we do it ourselves, we will certainly aim for the lowest cost, hoping for the highest gain, but it won’t work."


"With fine examples in front."


"Our costs can’t come down, so standards are inevitably lowered, but here comes the problem, how to ensure returns and appreciation with lower standards?"


"Second."


"Directly excluding Myanmar Bank Group, if they don’t quote you the market price for their stuff, it’s strange. By the end, you save hardly any money."


"Even the costs might be higher."


"..."


The butler nodded.


Okay.


This is indeed a problem, commerce focuses on profits, if it’s a mess, how can there be any money to earn, it’s purely creating trouble for oneself.


Then.


The elder continued:


"Third."


"That is future relations, you must know Roy City is a Myanmar loan project, there are emotions involved, and there are a series of preferential policies."


"Immigration."


"Education."


"Employment."


"Trade."


"Tariffs."


"..."


"Once we kick them out, will these benefits still exist? To say nothing else, now the housing buyers in Roy City can enter Myanmar without a visa."


"Will the new urban area have this treatment? A series of questions will become perplexing, one could say, Roy City’s asset prices."


"Ling has the final say."


"..."


As he spoke.


The elder sighed.


This round.


Is simply frightening, such gameplay is really unprecedented, elsewhere in India when building cities, Myanmar didn’t have this influence, but Roy City is the only exception.


Too close.


However.


Thinking from another perspective.


Following the Myanmar Bank Group has many benefits too, the first being regulation, if Indian capital handled it themselves, there would definitely be endless internal discord.


Secondly,


is speed, capital circulation highly values efficiency, flowing in a year, and in three years are entirely two different concepts,


Thinking.


Better not to make a mess, one high risk, one low risk, easy to choose, after making the decision, the elder had someone contact the other side.



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