Chapter 1396

Jin SA.

Presidential palace.

Waite lay half in the chair.

Looking at the economic data of the DRC last year just after the statistics, a thick smile appeared on his face. In his first year in office, GDP growth exceeded 39%.

To round it off, it's 40%.

Such achievements.

His popularity soared for a while.

You know.

In 2006.

The GDP of DRC is only US $14.4 billion. After he came to power, several large Chinese enterprises from Wanqing Industrial Park Settled in, and then Myanmar's huge commodity and project loans.

Comprehensive.

Last year, the GDP of the DRC exceeded $20 billion for the first time.

Happy.

But waite was a little depressed.

Because in the global GDP ranking of 2007 on the wall, the DRC is still at the bottom, just in the 100th place. Almost, even the GDP of a city called olmen in China can't match it.

It's embarrassing.

On the other sheet.

Myanmar, whose growth rate is ten times that of them, is even more remarkable.

Three digit growth.

Firmly occupied the first place last year.

The GDP of 300 billion US dollars also left the DRC far behind. In 2005, it ranked next to the DRC, one at 103 and one at 102.

The difference is less than 20 million dollars, two years later.

One side is only one tenth of the other.

The matter of heart jam.

The DRC is the one. Sometimes when I think about it, waite is so jealous, but I have to calm down and think about it. What would happen to those good things if they appeared in the DRC?

The answer is obvious.

Taken away.

The DRC.

A central African country.

Poor.

Weak.

Except for human beings and natural resources, there is almost nothing to protect these things. Unless you have a strong leader and a centralized power like that.

Get rid of the internal friction crisis first.

The truth.

He is envious of zero power, but it is almost impossible here. He can only do his best to build the country and lay a solid foundation for future development during his term of office.

Transportation.

Electricity.

Energy.

Basic industry.

Public security.

All these things are missing here.

During his term of office, he certainly did not see the so-called degree of everyone's prosperity, living and working in peace and contentment. A good life was not achieved overnight, but was based on a steady foundation from generation to generation.

A good fortune makes a bad fortune.

It's possible to catch up with the mainstream of the world.

So.

Waite's goal is clear.

During the term of office.

All the above problems have been solved. Fortunately, a solution has been found to the power problem. The United Power Grid Corporation of the Democratic Republic of Congo is making constant efforts. Under the management of large funds and science, it is only a matter of time.

In addition.

There are also solutions to the traffic problem.

That's the project loan of Myanmar. Last year, it was only 15 billion yuan. This year, Kan said he could double it. But he also wanted to fight for more money. He was not afraid to pay back.

The basic industry is in a hurry.

We have to rely on policies to attract foreign investment, build universities and popularize education.

And public order.

It is his most important task in the next few years. Without public security, everything is empty, unable to retain people, unable to attract foreign private investment and tourists. There are too many disadvantages.

As the capital.

There has always been a problem with the security of Kinshasa.

He doesn't care.

Whoever hinders the development of the DRC is its enemy. It's no big deal for me to build more prisons. Thinking of this, looking at the data on the wall, Witt's eyes became sharper and firmer.

"Ding Ding Ding."

The phone rang.

Waite picked it up and picked it up.

A few seconds later.

He stood up in surprise. "What? Is sadoc under attack? " Hearing that sadoc survived such a big explosion, he didn't know whether he was lucky or disappointed.

Why are you glad.

Because sadoc is back from the park. If his employees are really serious, Tang Qing's enterprise will be in a bit of trouble. Sadoc is OK. His employees are not necessarily reasonable.

One is not good.

It's really going to be a big deal.

A disappointment.

Sadoc is not dead, and the day of Beiji's surrender is still far away. I just don't know who wants sadoc's life. It's impossible on his side, and the most likely is his interior.

Forget it.

It's none of his business.

I don't know.

As long as it doesn't affect those in the park.

"Mr. President, Minister cardick is here." At the same time, the secretary called in.

"Let him in." Waite road.

He just called this man.

"Yes."

In half a minute.

A middle-aged man in a police uniform came in. Kadik, the former director of the police general of DRC Kinshasa City, was promoted to the post of minister of public security of DRC in the second half of last year.

In charge of social security throughout the country.

"Mr. President."

"Sit down."

Caddick sits down.

"Caddick, I've decided to start this year with a three-year nationwide comprehensive public security campaign to strengthen the fight against crime and create a stable social environment," Witt said directly

"In a week's time, I will formally put forward a bill and submit it to the parliament for voting. I will increase the existing police force by 300% and learn from the advanced public security management experience of other countries."

"Add to the police training and improve the assessment criteria. In a word, you make a plan for me. In three years, I want the world to see a DRC with totally different security."

"Any questions?" Waite stared at cardick.

Caddick rose excitedly.

"No problem."

To attach importance to public security is to attach importance to him. He can become a powerful man of Witt. In addition to his strong ability and consistent thinking, he also believes that the public security in the DRC has reached the point where it is impossible to rectify.

Listen to the comments of foreigners.

He's in love, too.

This is the country where he was born and raised. He is not happy to be so disliked. It's just that he didn't have the money in the first place and the determination in the second place. With the support of Witt, he would dare to do it freely.

"No problem."

Caddick's gone.

Excitedly left.

Waite went on reading the papers.

Public order is in disorder.

It's also an economic problem. If there are jobs, how many people will like to commit crimes. Therefore, what he has to do is not only crack down on crime, but also create more jobs.

But how.

We have to study it carefully.

。。。

Feiyi city.

Sadoc came home.

A gloomy face.

On the way back, his men told him that none of the attackers had been caught, and that they had probably fled to Nanji province. He could not ask. He was bloody with the people in charge there.

In the past?

When someone's gun is set up!

However.

The road turns.

Before he got home, the man in the black prison called and said that he was given a gift. He gave him a coordinate to receive the goods. When his man went, he saw dozens of people tied up in a pile.

The cars that attacked him.

Plus the pickup.

All present.

Needless to say, who ordered it? He already knew it. He was very angry. He would be the one who was angry to start. At the same time, he even ignored his intelligence and found a scapegoat.

Hum.

Your own knife.

I haven't drunk blood for a long time.