August 19th.
Mu Zhiwen had finished his inspection and left the Myanmar Economic Zone.
He did not return by the route he had come.
Instead, he directly crossed the confrontation area that had been discussed earlier.
Transitioning from an asphalt road to a dirt road so abruptly and directly made the change feel so sudden that Mu Zhiwen still couldn't adjust. After seeing the Myanmar Economic Zone, he looked at the villages in Shan State.
The gap was huge.
So huge that he felt as if he had just returned from a developed country, even though the construction in the state capital of the state was decent, the terrible transportation throughout the state was enough to suppress the little stubbornness left in his heart.
"Things must change."
This was the most persistent thought in Mu Zhiwen's mind at that moment.
Whether for others, or for himself.
It had to be done.
