937 Chapter 936 I can give it, but you cant come and get it (1/2)

August 19th.

After the inspection, Mu Zhiwen left the Myanmar Special Economic Zone.

It is not the way it came.

Instead, it directly crosses the confrontation zone between the two sides.

The transition from the asphalt road to the dirt road is so fast and direct. The picture also changes so quickly that Mu Zhiwen is still a bit uncomfortable. After watching the Special Economic Zone in Myanmar, look at the side of Shanbang. Village.

The gap is huge.

It seems that he has just returned from a developed country now. Although the state's capital is well built, the terrible transportation in the whole territory is enough to suppress his remaining stubbornness.

”It must change.”

This is Mu Zhiwen's most persistent thought at this time.

Whether it's for people or for yourself.

You have to do it.

Starting next week, Zero people will begin to mine the junction, and they have forgotten the location of many mines.Until then, they can say that it is safe to produce.

It is ironic to think about it if he dare not go to the mountains in his own territory.

Cross the messy village road.

The car drove on the main road in the state, much faster, but it took a whole morning for Mu Zhiwen to reach the capital of Shanbang. At the place that was pleasing to the eye before, he felt more aggrieved.

Mu Zhiwen came back.

Pan Cong came out to greet him personally and led him into his office.

”Quickly tell, how is there? What have you found?” Pan Cong asked Mu Zhiwen curiously after pouring a cup of tea.

”I'm an eye-opener, leader Pan Cong, you should really go and see, don't you know how big the gap is between the cold numbers and the bustling reality? These are the photos I brought back.

Look, this is their checkpoint, big, thirty-two checkpoints.This is their highest standard highway, with 16 lanes in both directions.This is their rural situation, and the village roads are better than ours...”

Mu Zhiwen took out photos one after another with delicacy.

They are all his ”results” in the past few days. Except for special places, such as government offices, mining areas and other places and staff, there are no restrictions on them to take pictures.

”And this is the port of the Special Economic Zone in Myanmar and China. It is said that the daily traffic volume of trucks has exceeded 3,000. Even if we were not completely blocked by Langcay before, we would not reach 5% of their daily.” Speaking of this, Mu Zhiwen's eyes are already radiating light.

”So much?” Pan Cong was surprised.

Mu Zhiwen said with emotion: ”Yes, they will tell me that only if they go to these data in person, in his report, there are only comprehensive economic data, and they are not necessarily accurate.”

”You said that you are clumsy?” Pan Cong immediately grasped the key.

Mu Zhiwen nodded.

”It's possible, but it's just a guess, because Zero is not like a person who tells the truth in everything. Sometimes I think he's seen through, but after thinking deeply, he feels that there is a dense fog all over him.”

”It's also possible that the development there is too good, the reality is much higher than you expected, so it has an illusion.” Pan Cong smiled.

”Perhaps.”

...

Just when Mu Zhiwen went back to report to Pan Cong.

Long Cai's office.

Although it ended several days of economic work conferences.

But Lang Chai was busier than before.

Because of being stimulated by zero and one, various departments and the state government are all running frantically. Although their data for the first half of the year is very good, it can be compared with the Myanmar Special Economic Zone.

Their work can be described as'malfeasance'.

How could this make them stand it.

Riveting enough energy one after another.

I hope that the summary meeting after the year will not be a supporting role again, but the GDP of more than 20 billion US dollars is too unreasonable. Even if it is cut in half, it is beyond their reach.

At this time, Lang Cai was holding a document in his hand.

The more he looked, the more frowning his brows, and the gloomy expression on his face.There was a middle-aged man standing in front of Lang Tsai's table. His face was calm and his eyes were sharp. At first glance, he was not a simple character.

His name is Biwan.

One of Lang Cai's other henchmen.

It controls the department that fears all civil servants in Myanmar-the judicial system.