Looking at a data in the file on the table, Lu Ming shook his head. It was the population statistics of the Montenegro Special District. It was all estimates before, but now the real data came in. The total population of the entire special district has reached more than six million, which is twice as high as expected.
In particular, the population data of Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road have increased significantly.
It is also because in the rural areas of Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road, land was distributed according to the number of people, and in the urban areas, most of the excessive taxes and levies that were levied on the number of people were abolished.
Therefore, many people who were previously underreported are now included in the statistics.
In addition, the number of new immigrants and migrant workers in the Montenegro Special Region has also increased dramatically over the past six months.
There are three cities in Heishan, and there are three cities each in Wanzhou Road and Nanping Road.
According to current data, the average population of Longbei is around two million, and the entire Longbei has a population of about 30 million. However, the area is much larger than a province in the past. The four provinces in the northern region each have a vast territory like the western autonomous region.
Lu Ming pondered for a while and picked up another document on the table.
In a few days, the Municipal Council will auction the operating rights of several bus routes from Central District to Anshan District.
Among the four provinces, Anshan Province has the largest territory, but it is mountainous, with many loess slopes and poor land.
Among the four great warlords, An Laoheng, the warlord of Anshan Province, was the most bizarre, as he owed a lot of money to the other three warlords.
The Anshan Army is more like a mercenary army, and so is An Laoheng. They will support whoever gives them more money.
Although the Anshan Army is large in number, most of their weapons and equipment are antiques, and they even have cold weapons and equipment. They are famous for being called the Huazi Army.
However, Anshan is a poor and remote area, and joining the army is one of the best ways out. The men of Anshan are also very brave in fighting, and they are the kind of people who will bite you hard even if they can't kill you.
Therefore, although the governors of the other three provinces looked down on An Laoheng, they still had to maintain his support on the surface to prevent him from completely turning to their enemies.
However, the Westerners were straightforward and clearly treated the Anshan people as fourth-class people in Shengjing.
Like the integration of various districts in Shengjing, the city center area of the central district has a more stable status. The city's bus routes basically start or end in the central district, and the radial lines generally radiate to various districts. The bus routes from the central district to other areas are jointly managed by Westerners and representatives of the district through consultation.
Only for a few routes to Anshan District did the Westerners directly acknowledge their management rights and put the operating rights up for auction.
Because Anshan District has basically had no engineering and technical personnel for a hundred years. Its current buildings, asphalt roads, tram tracks, etc. were all built by Westerners, and the management of its bus routes naturally fell into the hands of Westerners.
An Laoxi, the representative director of Anshan in the Municipal Council, is a distant cousin of the warlord An Laoheng. He is an old man in his seventies and almost eighties, but he is extremely greedy and only knows how to make money. He also likes beautiful women. In his eyes, all the people of Anshan are slaves, and he and the Westerners are slave owners.
Officials at all levels under him naturally follow suit and have the same mentality.
Over the past few decades, the lower-class people who came from Anshan to work hard have gradually formed associations, including various trade unions and friendship associations. However, if such organizations want to exist, they must first of all take care of those petty officials, otherwise they will be illegal organizations.
As for the rights and interests of the people of Anshan, An Laoxi and other Anshan officials have no such concept in their minds.
The conflict between Western construction workers and Longbei patrol officers not long ago was actually a deliberate attempt by the Longbei patrol officers to pick a fight, and dozens of construction workers were beaten and injured.
These construction workers were working on a construction site in Longbei. After work, they walked home together because they could not afford to take the bus.
It takes nearly two hours to walk from the construction site to the shantytown in Hui'anshan.
Moreover, there are special lines drawn on the roads in each block, and migrant workers have to line up and walk within the lines to avoid disturbing shops, residents, etc.
Where small paths are available, large numbers of workers are absolutely not allowed to take the main road.
When the Longbei patrol officers saw these poor people, they started to play tricks on them, searching them, slapping them in the face, etc.
They even made up an excuse that some of them did not use the migrant worker passage specially marked for them, and threatened to arrest them and extort money from them.
One construction worker couldn't help resisting, so the police swarmed over and beat him.
Even when the construction workers had already run back to Anshan District, the patrolmen, in a fit of rage, chased them for several blocks and beat them. As a result, a conflict almost broke out with the Anshan patrolmen, but the conflict was resolved after mediation by Westerners.
Even so, because some policemen were injured, Li Neng felt very ashamed and thought that the Longbei side was the victim.
Looking at these materials, Lu Ming thought of his classmate Na Anshan.
There were very few people from Anshan who went to school in Shengjing, and those who did came from wealthy families.
But there was a student in his class who came from a poor family in Anshan, named Gao Xiaoli. He had an older brother who was a construction worker and he gritted his teeth to support his schooling.
Sun Jingjun and Gao Xiaoli got along very well. They were almost the same type of people, honest and simple, and came from poor families, so they had common topics. On the contrary, Sun Jingjun felt that he was incompatible with his fellow villagers and had drifted away from them.
Looking at the wall clock, Lu Ming was helpless because he had to attend a lecture today.
Sun Jingjun, who is very outgoing, started chatting with Gao Xiaoli and the other two again.
In Sun Jingjun's eyes, he is already his good friend, and Gao Xiaoli is also his good friend. In his eyes, they form an iron triangle.
But, I actually quite like his personality.
Although sometimes, it still feels awkward.
Lu Ming smiled and stood up.
…
In the corner of the last row of the classroom, Lu Ming was flipping through a book. Today's talk was about the theoretical basis of the intrinsic value of assets. As soon as the professor left, Lu Ming digested the content briefly and prepared to leave.
But next to him, Sun Jingjun had already started talking to a dark-skinned boy wearing a cloth shirt and trousers full of patches.
"Aming, today is Xiaoli's birthday. Let's go to his house to celebrate for him. His brother came to me this morning and told me that it would be better if we could invite more classmates to have a lively party," said Sun Jingjun with a smile.
Gao Xiaoli asked in surprise: "My brother is here?"
"Well, he said he was passing by here before going to work. But your brother is right. If he hadn't come, you wouldn't have told me and A-Ming that it was your birthday today, right?" Sun Jingjun snorted, "Why are you being so polite to us?"
Gao Xiaoli lowered his head and said, "But my brother is still injured, I don't want to trouble him too much."
"Your brother is injured? I must be kidding, you can't tell!" Sun Jingjun's face was full of surprise.
Gao Xiaoli gritted his teeth and looked up: "How could he lie to me? He was beaten by the police a few days ago! He is so patient, he was coughing up blood the day before yesterday..."
Lu Ming was startled when he heard this and raised his head.
"I'm sorry, Xiaoli..." Sun Jingjun patted his head, "Look at my mouth!" He then said, "But you must celebrate your birthday today, okay? What your brother wants to see most is that you are happy. If he can have friends in college, he will be happy... I understand..." His voice gradually became a little sad.
Gao Xiaoli remained silent, "Okay, I know... then..." and looked at Lu Ming.
Lu Ming closed his textbook and said with a smile, "I will definitely go to your birthday party. Happy birthday!"
"That's really nice!" Sun Jingjun patted Lu Ming's shoulder hard, and was happier than if Lu Ming were going to celebrate his birthday.
…
Lu Ming and the other two walked out of the school gate chatting and laughing.
"Let's take the bus today. I'll go!" Sun Jingjun said quickly.
Just then a bus stopped, heading towards Anshan District, and the three of them got on.
At this moment, a small black car slowly drove out from the narrow alley nearby and followed the bus from a distance.
Lu Ming has become accustomed to it and no matter what he says, it must be Granny Tuolong who is inside. She is getting stronger with age and her skills are becoming more and more advanced. She has also learned a special secret method of stealth from Liuli, so that she can hide near him. If he is in danger, she can arrive at the first time.