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Chapter 1706: Chapter 1537: Positioning Technology (Subscription Requested!)

That night.

Indian media was excited.

Billions!

Such a large project landing in a border region so quickly; many Indians found it hard to accept. According to their common sense, hearing such news years later would be normal.

"Really landed?"

"They’re already starting construction."

"I thought we’d have to wait at least a year before potentially discussing a result. When did we become so efficient here? Maybe I haven’t woken up from an afternoon nap yet?"

"It’s not Indian efficiency that’s improved, but theirs."

"Exactly. I heard they were planning a city loan trial, but gave India only a month to consider. If not fast, this project wouldn’t land with us."

"Wise people."

"It would be great if it were inland; looking at the renderings, that city looks gorgeous."

"Stop dreaming. You find it difficult to build a road, let alone a city? This project is Nagaland’s own loan, not India’s government. If you want it, ask your own state."

This is the ’disdain’ of India’s fringe states towards inland states.

In an instant.

Sparks flew.

"It’s not our fault."

"Ultimately, it’s a land ownership issue."

"Private land is sacred and inviolable."

"But it hinders India’s development."

"..."

The debate was intense.

Each side had its reasons.

Eventually.

The topic directly led to India’s land policy, with a lot of private land, making doing this project inland a task mired in disputes for years, possibly ending in vain.

For a moment.

It was bustling.

Lunda saw this news and could only shake his head.

If relying on this yet-to-be-completed project to shake those landlords’ interests, don’t even think about it; he wasn’t that naive.

However.

It’s still a good start.

Once the city is built.

If run properly, even if land policy reform cannot pass, it can make those landlords weigh their gains and losses, increasing the possibility of them voluntarily selling land.

If truly stubbornly ignorant.

Then there’s only one solution.

Learn from here.

Paint on new land and do it in the name of the state, thus not drawing fire upon oneself. Difficult to change, Lunda only hoped that during his tenure, he could help India take a small step forward.

...

That same night.

Huaxia’s News Broadcast also reported the matter.

"This afternoon, India’s Nagaland border city construction entered the substantial phase, with Indian Vice President Lunda signing relevant construction contracts with hundreds of companies in Langyu County, Myanmar."

"Among these, twenty-three Huaxia companies collectively secured more than half of the city loan projects, marking another symbolic recognition of Huaxia’s construction quality by the world."

"..."

Very detailed.

Took a full three minutes to finish.

Showed planning maps.

Emphasized greatly.

Mainly introduced the overseas achievements of Huaxia’s construction companies. With such a large project, Huaxia’s major companies secured more than half of the share, the profit isn’t small, and this also counts as support for Ling.

Huaxia benefitted.

Naturally lending their voice.

Looking forward to Ling continuing to ’have money with no place to spend,’ Huaxia can further secure a large number of projects; experts have assessed the whole project as highly promotable, provided there’s money.

Huaxia wants to learn.

Also has the capability.

But must wait for others to mature the model before learning.

It’s just starting.

Meanwhile, earn some money behind the scenes, watch, shout, and learn.

...

Next day.

May 25th.

The India-Myanmar border became bustling.

A large number of construction machinery and trucks loaded with equipment and materials crossed the border, advancing towards the city location. For this, both sides specially opened a special passage for swift passage.

With a Pass.

The border crossing was extremely fast.

Almost half a minute per vehicle, casually inspected, then allowed to pass.

Mi Hao’s car was among them, handing over the Pass, passed through two Checkpoints, emerging into India, rolling down the window to look outside, only to see a stark difference with the opposite side.

Roads.

Constantly patched and repaired.

Buildings.

Chaotic layout, old, with lots of illegal constructions.

Streets.

A lot of garbage left unattended, with many cows roaming around.

Seeing this long Convoy.

A large number of Indians watched from both sides, knowing what these people were here for, mostly thrilled because with the Project, they could find work at the construction site, feed their families, earn a living.

Previously.

Every morning.

A large number of Indians crossed the border to build Langyu County, still the same now, being the envy of many, but with limited worker demand, many could only stand idly by.

Now.

The construction site reached India.

Their opportunity arrived.

At least creating over ten thousand new job positions.

Driving slowly.

Though just over ten kilometers, it took nearly twenty minutes to reach.

This was an empty place.

Demolitions were already done; like a blank sheet of paper, left was for them to paint on it. At this moment, their first task was to find their on-site project department location.

Mi Hao opened the Computer.

On it was an aerial view floor plan of the place.

Within.

Their project department was on the city’s planning edge, the area flashing red, while not far, a green dot approached, that was his location; soon, it reached the destination.

In the plan.

The accommodation area is centralized.

Four gathering points in four directions of the city, convenient for nearby work, temporary accommodation areas placed at the city’s edge. Today, their task was to find it and fence it off.

Then.

Start construction.

Arriving at the place.

The gravel road before the accommodation area was wider than elsewhere.

Checking the distance shown on the Computer, the car parked on the side, Mi Hao got out, twenty meters to the left of the planned road for building Prefabricated houses, fifty meters to the right for parking Vehicles and storing materials.

Wide enough.

More than adequate.

"Get to work."

"Yes."

Subordinates got busy.

A technician holding a small device with a quarter missing.

Looked at the numbers on top.

Took a few steps forward.

Squatted down.

Brought the disc close to the ground.

Like balancing eggs, gently moved it for a few seconds, with numbers matching the blueprint, then used a nail at the center, punctured the soil, told the person behind with Rebar and hammer.

"Here, pile driving."

"Got it."

"Bam bam bam.."

In a few strikes, the half-meter long Rebar was nailed down, with twenty centimeters exposed above ground, the technician measured again. This positioning Technology was their first time using it.

"Hmm, no problem."

Casually marked the Rebar’s section with a red crayon.

Stood up.

Headed towards other areas.

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The adjacent Huaxia Company came up.

"Thanks."

"You’re welcome."

This was the positioning line for different Company project department walls.

One set down, the other didn’t need to, saving a minute’s effort, but still simplifying things, and within ten minutes, the corners for both the accommodation and materials area were marked down.