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Chapter 1260 I Have a Dream (Second Update, Please Subscribe)
Like-minded people!
Looking up at the banner hanging in front of the cinema, the middle-aged man walked in. The cinema was already full of people, including businessmen, scholars, politicians, officials, and of course some reporters.

The middle-aged man sitting in the back row looked to the front and saw a young man in a well-dressed suit giving a speech on the stage. He was speaking Chinese.

What is Zhitonghui?
It is a club founded by a group of students studying in Southeast Asia. Most of the members of this club are students studying in Southeast Asia, as well as some pro-Southern businessmen.

They have always advocated "South Korea friendship", advocated learning from Nanyang in an all-round way, becoming a "brother country with the same ideals as Nanyang", and promoting national construction with the help of Nanyang. Before the change last year, the Zhitong Association had always been meeting privately in the form of academic salons, but now they have been open to the public and even published advertisements in newspapers.

It seems like a formal activity.

While the middle-aged man was thinking about the history of the "Zhitonghui", another person walked onto the stage. He adjusted his glasses and said:

"Hello everyone, my name is Jin Yongzhe, I am currently working at the National Reconstruction Agency, and I also obtained a master's degree in economics from Nanyang,"

It was not the first time that Kim Yong-chul, who was on stage, attended such a gathering. But this was the largest one.

So he made adequate preparations for this party.

"I went to Southeast Asia with the Asian Development Scholarship. After I arrived in Southeast Asia, I found that everything there was very rich and beautiful, while my country and nation were not well clothed or well fed. There were always lines of people standing in front of the hospital, and they had to sell their blood to make a living..."

Hearing this, the middle-aged man stood up. He knew that this must be another "spiritual Nanyang person". There were many such people in Korea. The miracle of Nanyang shocked too many Koreans. Almost all Koreans regarded "going to Nanyang" as the only chance to change their fate.

Men can escape poverty when they go to Nanyang, and if women go to Nanyang and marry Nanyang people, then they become Nanyang people!

For this reason, in Korean schools, almost no one is willing to learn Mandarin, and students prefer to spend their time learning Chinese.

After all, learning Chinese can change your destiny!

Only those who pass the Chinese Vocational Proficiency Test have the opportunity to go to Nanyang.

Although many people cannot go to Nanyang due to quota restrictions, it does not prevent them from becoming "spiritual Nanyangians", and this is especially true for international students like them who have studied in Nanyang.

In the eyes of these "spiritual Nanyang people", Nanyang seems to be the most perfect country in the world, like a paradise, where everyone can live and work in peace and everyone can have enough food and clothing.

Nanyang is paradise.

At least that’s the case for these spiritual Nanyang people!

Just as he stood up to leave, a question came from behind him.

“Anyone know about hamburgers?”

The sudden question made the middle-aged man stop. He turned around and looked at the young man on the stage. Jin Yongzhe stretched out his hand and asked:
“Has anyone eaten it?”

Then he pointed at a person in the front row and asked.

"Congressman, have you ever eaten it?"

The congressman replied impatiently:
"I haven't eaten it, boy!"

"When I was studying in Nanyang, there was a McDonald's on campus. At that time, when I could not guarantee a meal a day, I could smell the aroma of hamburgers when I passed by there every day. I could see Nanyang students casually enjoying hamburgers. The aroma of bread and beef was always a big sleepless night for a hungry person."

Recalling the aroma of hamburgers, Kim Yong-chul continued his speech:

"For the Nanyang people, their meals are rich, Chinese, French, German, Italian, but one thing is certain, in their restaurants, there is always an inexhaustible supply of food. In the trash cans of McDonald's, there are always hamburgers and French fries that have only been eaten two or three bites..."

When talking about the scene he witnessed in Nanyang, Jin Yongzhe fell into deep thought, and so did most of the others. They even thought of the U.S. military - there was a lot of food in the trash cans of the U.S. military kitchens, and that food would be bought by people and then made into army pots for sale. But even such garbage was not affordable for ordinary Koreans.

After all, there was meat in that garbage, including Spam.

"Everyone, this is the economy, not the sword and the gun. In a country where no one has to worry about starvation, a country where everyone can have enough food three times a day, what I envied when I was studying abroad was not their fighter jets or aircraft carriers, but their hamburgers! What's the point of winning the war if the whole nation is hungry?"

Kim Yong-chol's remarks were meaningful. After all, in order to maintain an army of hundreds of thousands of people, South Korea uses 90% of its US aid for military purposes.

"And this is the fundamental reason why I study economics - we Koreans must have enough food to eat! This is also my dream - I hope my country can also become a country where people can have enough food to eat three times a day!"

After he finished speaking, the people in the cinema fell into a long silence, and the middle-aged man muttered to himself:

“McDonald’s is obviously American!”

However, despite this, the middle-aged man still stared at the man on the stage, looking at him thoughtfully. His eyes lit up, as if he saw something.

“…So, we must push forward the construction across the country.”

Jin Yongzhe adjusted his glasses and said:
"Everyone, please look over here..."

Walking to the map, Jin Yongzhe pointed to the large map of the peninsula and introduced:
"We will build a highway connecting Seoul and Busan, create an industrial park and a port, and then build a highway connecting Seoul and Incheon. We will also export goods from Incheon to Southeast Asia, Europe, and the United States..."

When he was excited, Jin Yongzhe waved his hands vigorously, then turned around and walked back to the podium, and said into the microphone:

"Many people say that Korea has no hope, but they ignore the infinite potential that Korea has, including cheap but educated labor. Our workers' wages are only one hundredth of those in Southeast Asia. There are nearly 100 million people in Southeast Asia. Even if each of them wears two pairs of shoes, we can sell 200 million pairs of shoes. Ladies and gentlemen, this alone can bring us hundreds of millions of dollars in returns!"

Holding the podium with his hands, he looked at the people below the stage. People were also looking at him, as if waiting for him to say something, and Jin Yongzhe enjoyed this feeling very much. Although deep down in his heart, he knew that he would go to Nanyang sooner or later, after returning to Nanyang last year, because he had returned from studying abroad, the feeling of being sought after and respected was something he had never experienced in Nanyang before.

People are always obsessed with some things. Just like now, what he has formulated and described is just the simplest development strategy, and even to a certain extent "borrowed" the successful experience of Nanyang, which was how Nanyang developed in the past.

Since Southeast Asia can do it, South Korea can do it too.

"Ladies and gentlemen, Korea, as a country, can become an industrial country with its young workforce. We can become a major trading country with the advantage of being surrounded by the sea on three sides, and build a country on trade. This is the country I dream of!"

After a moment's silence, there was a warm applause from below. People stood up one after another, and the middle-aged man standing in the back row also stood up and clapped loudly.

A tsunami-like applause rang out in the cinema.

While clapping vigorously, the middle-aged man finally calmed down from his excitement. He was also excited about the future that this man showed.

"Kim Yong-chul, Kim Yong-chul, Kim Yong-chul..."

Soon, people in the entire cinema were clapping and shouting his name, and the man standing in the back row just stared at the man on the stage, listening to the cheers, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he said to himself in his heart:
"This guy is a good candidate!"

For Koreans today, what they need is dreams. Dreams are very important, but what is more important is to let them see hope.

"hope!"

After leaving the cinema, Jin Yongzhe said to the girl who was like a little fan girl beside him.

"What does South Korea need right now? Hope. Hope for a strong and prosperous country! No, it should be the hope for everyone to have enough food."

As he spoke, Jin Yongzhe looked towards a roadside shop with a sign written in Chinese characters.

"Meihui, look at these signs."

"What's wrong? They are all written in Chinese."

Zhu Meihui said:
"Now, not only in Seoul, but even in the countryside, everyone is willing to use Chinese."

Even many people speak in Mandarin, like when they are chatting with each other now, they are also using Mandarin.

Nodding, Jin Yongzhe said.

"In fact, this is hope. For most ordinary people, they have no chance to go to Nanyang at all, but that does not prevent them from pinning their hopes for the future on Nanyang."

What is your most profound feeling after returning to Korea for a year?
Take South Korea today for example. Koreans are trying their best to get closer to Southeast Asia.

"It is only by learning Chinese that we have the opportunity to go to Nanyang. Go to Nanyang to make money, do business, and study. Everything is Nanyang... It is everyone's Nanyang dream, and this dream is hope."

"hope!"

Zhu Meihui nodded and said:

"Oppa, do you think we have a chance to realize this dream?"

Jin Yongzhe did not answer the girl's question immediately, but thought for a while before slowly saying:

"That depends on the president. After all, the governance of the country depends on the president."

At this point, Kim Yong-chul frowned. Although he had no interest in returning to South Korea, as an official of the National Construction Bureau, he once formulated a five-year development plan aimed at revitalizing South Korea's industrial economy.

However, after the plan was submitted, it fell into oblivion and there was no response.

Jin Yongzhe was also extremely helpless about this.

"That's true, but isn't the president about to visit Southeast Asia? Maybe if he goes there this time, he'll be able to win support from Southeast Asia, and then South Korea's economy will surely improve significantly."

Zhu Meihui said expectantly.

"That's true, but..."

Kim Yong-chul said.

“If the president wants to win the support of Nanyang, he must prove something to Nanyang.”

"What? What do you want to prove?"

The girl looked at the man beside her in confusion.

“Does this need to be proven?”

"Of course, Nanyang can't help everyone. They will only help..."

Looking into the distance, Jin Yongzhe said.

"They will only help like-minded countries, and if the president cannot prove this, it will be difficult to win support from Southeast Asia."

(End of this chapter)