Chapter 1992: Chapter 1815: Turning Point in Life January 23rd. Lunar Calendar. Twenty-eighth day of the twelfth month. Myanmar. Langyu County. After the examination, passing the border inspection station, Mi Hao appeared in the Indian territory. Near the exit, it was still the same as before, with illegal constructions, crowded roads, and a bustling crowd, with all sorts of vehicles running on it. Chaotic. The City Loan Project has not yet reached here. A few years ago, due to Myanmar’s development, the unauthorized constructions increased, and wanting to demolish them was just one word, difficult, so they simply didn’t deal with it for now. Otherwise. Just endless bickering. It won’t stop even in a year. However. It’s not completely ignored either. Once the urban construction is completed, this place will be a ’city blemish’ that must be addressed, and by then everything will need to be torn down, with new buildings constructed and area swapped. One to two. The area for the new buildings is mainly because the newly-built floors are generally higher. Initially. The landholders would ask exorbitant prices, one to three, one to four, even wishfully thinking one to ten; later, a ’rumor’ came: the port might move five kilometers south. This way. It’s closer to the new city. Soon. Many couldn’t sit still. If it moves five kilometers south, what does that leave for them? The valuable land turned into something dispensable, and so all the landholders agreed to the one-to-two swapping condition. "Heh." At this. Mi Hao shook his head helplessly. Nail households. They exist everywhere, and doing projects here makes one even more aware of how difficult it is. I feel a bit sympathetic to the Indian government; when land ownership is at a certain degree of privatization, wanting to do things for the people cannot be pushed forward. Stuck in land requisition. Highway. Railway. Urban construction. Industry. A series of difficulties can bog a country down significantly. Soon. Drove one kilometer. Instantly. The environment changed dramatically. Wide highways, beautiful greenery, in the distance, the outline of a city appeared. Last year at the beginning of the year, construction started. By now, most projects have topped off. Even. A substantial portion has even completed decoration. In the plan. There are not many high-rise buildings, so the progress is rapid. The company is responsible for constructing a few areas; only three buildings have not been topped off: a high-rise hotel, an office building, and a hospital. Money in place. People in place. Materials in place. The construction progresses quickly. On the roads. There are quite a few vehicles. Cranes and pump trucks are rare, mostly trucks carrying decoration materials and furniture. Communication, electricity, and gas pipelines are also being intensely laid down. Over half a year. Reaching this level of construction. Mi Hao considered it a small miracle. "Good morning, Manager Mi." "Morning." Soon, he arrived at the project department. The previous project department was dismantled at the end of last year. They moved into a community service station. Almost all construction company project departments do it this way. Office. "Everyone, the Spring Festival is approaching. The company is giving all Chinese employees a week off. Starting from tomorrow, plane tickets have already been booked. I hope everyone has a good Chinese New Year and continues working hard next year." Chinese New Year. The most grand festival in Huaxia. Of course, there’s a break. And also. As the progress was being rushed before, compared to the plan outlined in the contract, they have almost twenty days of surplus. A week’s holiday won’t affect the construction progress. After all, there are no bonuses for completing early. Moreover. Non-Huaxia employees need to work. However. Although customs are different, it’s not mandatory. Actually, Myanmar and Indian employees have such holidays themselves, and when they’re on break, the Chinese are still working, almost no rest. "The Company’s Spring Festival gift pack has arrived at the project department and will be distributed later. Every employee gets one, according to the initial registration. Some gift packs have been mailed to the homes of Chinese employees." "..." End of the year. The last meeting was hosted by Mi Hao. Half an hour later. It ended. The Chinese employees left cheerfully. The company not only gave gift packs but also bonuses. The posts vary, some high and some low, but at least starting from thirty thousand, for those returning to the country, the company even reimburses the plane tickets. Very good. "Mom, I’ll be there tomorrow." "Got it." "Alright, we’ll go see together." "..." After hanging up the phone, a warm smile appeared on Mi Hao’s face. He had been here for over half a year, and the number of times he returned to Xin’an City didn’t exceed a handful. Construction companies don’t have strict weekends. Progress. Is expedited. Thinking that he could see his daughter tomorrow made him happy; having gone through a life-turning point, coexistence of fortune and misfortune, enduring hardships yields sweet results. Once he couldn’t even afford the money to treat his daughter’s illness. Now. A net worth of a million. Last year. Before coming here. Due to investing in Qingyuan Technology, his assets rolled up to eight hundred thousand. Later, Qingyuan Technology kept rising, breaking a million. At the end of the year, a massive exodus of foreign capital in Myanmar caused the stock price to drop. At that time. He gritted his teeth. And bought some more using savings. Later. The stock market warmed up, and his stocks reached a value of over 1.3 million. Myanmar stocks showed with facts to everyone: trust me, and you’ll make money. He was one of the countless beneficiaries. Now. Including the annual bonus, his assets are close to 1.6 million. Mi Hao is very satisfied. Two hundred and seventy thousand. That’s his annual bonus; he is the project manager here, the highest leader dispatched by the company, coordinating everything, managing top to bottom, two hundred and seventy thousand, which is because he only came in May. Otherwise. If he had worked a full year. At least starting from three hundred thousand. Plus wages, equivalent to an annual salary of six hundred thousand. In domestic terms, a hundred thousand at most, and sometimes wages might even be delayed, but here, it arrives on time, only earlier, not later. Comforting. Tang Family. Truly a big connection. ... Evening. Langyu County. A Chinese Restaurant. With a dozen tables, everyone from the project department came, along with some suppliers, foremen, etc. At the year-end, the company allowed hosting a meal for them, having some wine, and creating a lively atmosphere. "Thanks for everyone’s support over the past half year. With you, the project department can guarantee the progress of tasks. On behalf of the company, I thank everyone." After saying that, Mi Hao took a small sip of fruit wine. The Company’s hospitality wine. Otherwise. He could not bear to use it. It’s only during the Chinese New Year that the company sends it down; usually, there isn’t. This restaurant is the one run by Duan Yi’s parents, who he coincidentally met on the train, a literary young woman. Back then. He just suggested a bit. Unexpectedly. Duan Yi actually went to apply to be a Teacher, right in Xin’an City, teaching Chinese. Because the Myanmar Economic Zone made Chinese a compulsory course, the demand for Chinese teachers was great, and she got hired as soon as she went. Why not in Langyu County? Be a little closer to her parents. Very simple. It hasn’t been popularized here. Currently, only the Myanmar Economic Zone mandates it as a policy. Other places don’t enforce it, and also the Myanmar Economic Zone is close to Huaxia, with more Chinese people. Therefore. It’s easier to implement. Now. The school is on break. Duan Yi came here to help and to spend the New Year with her parents. If they returned to Huaxia, going back and forth would waste time and money. So, they are celebrating the New Year here as a family. Eat well. Drink well. Cashier. Duan Yi looked at Mi Hao coming over, and smiled gently. "Brother Hao." "How much?" "Rounded off, four thousand five." Transfer money. Issue invoice. "See you next year." "Happy New Year!"