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Chapter 1089: Chapter 952: No Choice_2
Kundun.
Kan Qin.
Kundun, somewhat lacking in capability and breadth of vision but decisive in action.
Moreover, he had already gained widespread recognition from all parties. If it weren’t for David’s problem, Lang Cai would not have considered replacing him. Besides, Kundun’s military and political foundation in Myanmar was also in place.
His ancestors were the leaders of Myanmar.
He took over.
Everyone had to give his ancestors face, and all the ambitious ones had no choice but to accept it. Aside from Lang Cai, no one had the prestige to depose Kundun. He could quickly take control of the situation.
Kan Qin.
Highly capable, fair in handling affairs, and incorruptible, but he lacked a background, a familial foundation, and the support of interest groups. Even with his own support, he would not be able to control the scene.
He might be sidelined by a group of vice leaders later on.
Such an outcome.
Lang Cai simply could not accept it.
He had just reduced Kundun’s powers by half and was about to restore his rights and status, which was effectively slapping his own face. But apart from Kundun, promoting Kan Qin would likely lead to even more trouble.
Once Kan Qin was sidelined.
Lacking Kundun’s decisiveness, always compromising, that too would be a disaster for Myanmar. By then, his original intention for promoting Kan Qin would become a complete joke.
This complex situation.
It was something even Lang Cai’s brain found somewhat difficult to unravel.
"Sir Langsang Jiangjun has arrived," the communication officer reported as he walked in.
"Let him in."
"Yes, sir."
"You all go out first, I want to have a chat with Sir Langsang," Lang Cai instructed his family to leave.
Lang Cai’s daughter and sons-in-law exchanged glances, knowing that the two men must be discussing important matters. They were curious, but they also had guesses about the content of the talk, which was very likely about Lang Cai’s successor.
Sir Langsang came in.
Lang Cai’s family greeted Sir Langsang and left, closing the door behind them.
"How do you feel?"
Sir Langsang sat by Lang Cai’s bed and asked with concern.
"Still the same, how long I can live is up to fate," Lang Cai said with a faint smile on his face. Myanmar is a Buddhist country, and believing in reincarnation, Lang Cai was not afraid of death.
"How did things come to this point, where you suddenly fell ill?" Sir Langsang felt sad seeing his old superior like this.
"Perhaps it’s fate," Lang Cai chuckled.
"The outside world is all speculating about your health issue. I’ve already ordered a lockdown on the specifics of your condition. The citizens are worried about you, many places are lighting lamps and praying for your blessing," Sir Langsang sighed.
Lang Cai smiled slightly; he was aware of this—there was a TV on the wall in front of him. "I know that. I’m sorry, and perhaps I won’t be able to serve them in the future. Tell me, without me, who else can bring about Myanmar’s revival?"
Sir Langsang was taken aback.
"Have you made a decision?"
Lang Cai shook his head: "No, I’m finding it very difficult to make a choice on this matter. A single misstep, and I become a criminal. This morning, the United States sent someone to see me, expressing a willingness to help us build our economy."
"The Americans?" Sir Langsang frowned.
As far as the United States was concerned.
His impression was not good.
In the past, the United States was indifferent to Myanmar. The reason was very practical—Myanmar was too backward, with tens of millions of people, and the annual Gross National Product was just over ten billion US dollars.
Less than a single large American company.
Being this poor.
And lacking in rare resources.
They didn’t even qualify to be a small ally to the United States; naturally, if you don’t care about me, I don’t care about you either. Thus, Myanmar also held a disdainful attitude towards the United States, with practically no exchange between them.
Now.
The United States had come knocking.
This was somewhat intriguing. Moreover, Sir Langsang received a piece of news that one of Kundun’s subordinates had been in contact with an American intelligence officer, but the content of the conversation was unclear.
After processing this, Lang Cai continued, "It’s not just the United States. Besides phone well-wishes, Huaxia’s representatives also came this morning, right around the same time as the American envoys, also expressing the hope of deepening economic and trade cooperation with us for mutual prosperity."
"You mean..." Sir Langsang immediately understood Lang Cai’s implication, his eyes widening.
Lang Cai nodded.
"We have become a chess piece in America’s strategy." Saying this, Lang Cai could not help but laugh bitterly. After all, no one likes to be a pawn, and with America, Lang Cai had no good feelings.
When Myanmar was poor.
Did the United States provide any financial assistance? No.
Now that they saw it prospering, they came to make friends and talk about cooperation. What Lang Cai found most unbearable was the attitude of the American representative who, despite being courteous, could not conceal the disdain in his eyes.
Even though Lang Cai was feigning sleep at that time.
What he saw was crystal clear. In contrast, the Huaxia representatives were sincerely concerned.
But did Myanmar have a choice?
No.
A weak nation.
It hardly has any choice.
When it came to cooperation, he preferred to cooperate with Huaxia because Huaxia rose by relying on itself, different from those developed countries. The reason all developed countries are prosperous can be traced back to plunder.
But Huaxia.
Depended on itself, rising from adversity, sanctions, and backwardness step by step to its current economic strength. Such a path to emergence was truly admirable.
And as for the United States, not many developing nations had a favorable view.
In the past, it was war plundering.
Now, the United States plunders economically, relying on the dollar, reaping the world’s wheat crop over and over to strengthen itself. To put it bluntly, the United States is like a vampire, drawing nutrients from countries worldwide.
Like bone-clinging ants.
