Rebirth: Super Banking System

Chapter 2164: Chapter 1986: The Need for Foils

Shortly thereafter.

Related news started to emerge.

Suddenly.

The media worldwide buzzed with excitement.

"Today."

"The Mozambique authorities have announced that they are conducting a feasibility study on the commercial city cooperation project with India-Myanmar, and results are expected soon."

"..."

"Meanwhile."

"Nigeria has also reported that they are very interested in the new cooperation model with India-Myanmar and are organizing relevant teams for research."

"..."

Although they plan to proceed.

However.

They can’t appear too rash—it’s not like deciding what to eat tonight or deciding to construct an office building but a comprehensive city.

Passing it in just a few days would definitely be questioned.

Therefore.

Even if a consensus has been reached and they’ve begun contacting the Myanmar Bank Group.

They haven’t disclosed it.

Moreover.

This type of project requires room for buffering, to see the reaction of national capital, as it’s not merely self-amusement for authorities.

Otherwise.

Starting with a bang and ending with a whimper, would be quite embarrassing.

Saying so.

Another wave of beautiful scenes was recommended.

Finished watching.

"Once again, I feel like living in a pigsty."

"Agreed."

"This is what a civilized city should look like, redefining the concept of a ’garden city.’ Unfortunately, it’s transformed from a state project into a commercial project."

"Sigh!"

"I guess it’s beyond our reach now."

"Indeed."

Amidst joy.

Yet there is some gloom.

Because not many can enjoy it; once it becomes a commercial project, it falls into the hands of ’businessmen.’ Protests are futile once business comes into play.

"How large-scale do you think it’ll be?"

"India a hundred billion."

"Other countries, probably ranging from two to three billion each."

"God!"

"Isn’t that over five hundred billion?"

"More."

"Indeed, this project isn’t limited to countries within the World Cooperative Organization under the new India-Myanmar collaboration framework; other countries may also participate."

"Isn’t that against the point? Then what’s the World Cooperative Organization for?"

"True."

"Silly? The significance of the World Cooperative Organization is in loans; if cooperating with non-member countries, loans won’t be provided. It’s purely a commercial project."

"Oh!!"

"I see."

"Really."

"..."

"Trillions... Trillions... Trillions..."

Everyone was shocked by the massive capital involved in this event, anywhere from billions to trillions, maintaining Myanmar’s reputation for grand gestures.

In response.

Some praised.

While others criticized.

"Ordinary people shouldn’t celebrate, as it’s a commercial project, surely it won’t cater to the lower strata. Once built, it’ll be heaven for the upper class only."

"Poor people."

"Can only watch."

"That’s right, this benefits the upper class, doesn’t have universal benefits, and merely accentuates capitalist greed and the blissful lives of the wealthy."

"Protest."

"We don’t want this project."

"..."

This group primarily consists of envy-driven individuals, expressing jealousy over others’ possessions, which is common across nations. Looking at others’ garden cities and comparing with one’s own.

The mindset collapses instantly.

However.

This opinion.

Didn’t stir waves, for the fundamental reason—it’s a commercial project. Proclaiming to build a mall, but poor people can’t afford anything within.

Just not build it?

...

Of course.

Apart from collaborating with the Myanmar Bank Group, some countries are exploring other options, even those outside the World Cooperative Organization have considered this.

Activating capital.

Building cities.

The hope.

Perhaps it could revitalize the economy.

...

Sea Island.

Villa.

Tang Qing silently observed dozens of countries discussing this matter, many of which weren’t members of the World Cooperative Organization but considered going solo.

In this regard.

He remained indifferent.

Going solo.

It’s fine.

Without comparison, there’s no harm; such matters require someone to serve as a foil, to compete in construction speed, quality, overall planning...

Nothing to fear.

Certainly.

Others can replicate it, but once they do... It still boosts the Myanmar Bank Group’s image; in any case, our side won’t lose.

"Haha."

"Even more."

"..."

Beside him.

Watching the news, Tang Kai couldn’t help but feel delighted, partly due to the potential earnings, and partly due to the model gaining recognition from various countries.

All aboard the same boat.

Moreover.

For the past few years, Ling hasn’t skimped on him, and deep down he wishes for this side to prosper as well. And tonight, Roy City broke the eight billion mark as anticipated.

Quite insane.

"Now, it’s truly going big." Qin Yugang exclaimed.

"Indeed."

...

Next day.

Morning.

Wangsa took his helicopter to the island.

"Little Boss Tang."

Looking at Tang Qing with a beaming face, recalling their first meeting in Thailand when Tang Kai brought Tang Qing across borders to visit Ling’s base in Myanmar.

That time.

He first tasted fruit wine.

Simultaneously.

He gained the agency rights, now earning steadily, back then, Tang Qing had just finished the National College Entrance Examination, not well-known, regarded merely as a student.

Who knew.

Next year, he’d make a name throughout Huaxia.

The year after.

Instantly renowned globally.

Too rapid.

His growth speed was unbelievably swift.

"Officer Wangsa, you’re gaining momentum!" Tang Qing greeted with a smile. A few years back, Wangsa was just a spoiled brat, now he’s quite matured.

Displaying the strong presence of a person in power.

"Hehe."

Wangsa grinned wider.

Without disturbing Tang Qing’s sunbathing, he hurried into the villa to chat with Tang Kai, being closer in terms of relations.

Additionally.

He brought gifts for the Tang Family.

Rare sight.

Sports cars.

Sports cars.

Sports cars.

Indeed, three sports cars, for a simple reason—to preemptively or retroactively serve as birthday gifts, not too expensive, totaling a mere ten million.

"Too valuable."

"Not at all, since you call me uncle, it’s a small gesture, previously in high school it was inappropriate, but now nearing university student..."

"My status..."

"No problem, keep them at Boss Tang’s, you can..."

Ultimately.

He didn’t refuse them.

Accepted.

Just imagining having her own sports car almost made Qin Shiqi leap onto the roof. Though the Tang Family manor lacked vehicles, including sports cars, and she’s tried them before.

But ultimately, they weren’t hers.

Now.

Though not under her name, it counts as a personal sports car, yet soon, seeing her mother’s gaze, Qin Shiqi realized she couldn’t drive it casually.

"Hmph!"

Anyway, it’s mine, driving less means more driving less.

...

Front yard.

Tang Qing squinted his eyes, listening to the commotion from the living room, smiling inwardly. This Wangsa truly is generous, both to himself and to others.

A good person.

Loyal.

Not too scheming.

Not stingy.

Last time he spent billions on a yacht and helicopter, receiving a stern rebuke from his father, yet still maintained a carefree demeanor, happily living life.