That night, Mo Qiong drove home with a hundred kilograms of meat.
After three years, all the public facilities he had invested in and built had long since been completed. He had once thought they would lose money year after year, but when he came back, he found that they were running smoothly without any losses.
They had yet to recoup the investment, but at least they were holding steady.
The country had developed far too quickly. Mo Qiong had not returned for three years, and when he arrived, he found that the place had completely changed. It had even become a tourist village.
The towns around Mount Tai were never poor. Mo Qiong's hometown had mainly suffered from its location—it was too remote. The area was completely unsuitable for development. There had only been one road out, and it was dangerous, too narrow for large vehicles to pass.
If buses could not reach a place, its beautiful mountains and rivers were useless.
But this problem would eventually be solved. Moreover, the construction Mo Qiong had funded had helped drive development. When he returned three years later, the road had been opened, the bridge had been built, and dozens of households in the village had basically rebuilt their homes.
Perhaps some of the Blue White Society's corporate investments had also been tilted toward the area. For example, if a company under the Blue White Society wanted to invest in developing the region and knew that Mo Qiong had been born here, this area would naturally receive priority.
"It really is in that range of mountains." Mo Qiong got out of the car and once again confirmed the location of the Heaven's Will Diagram's Azure Dragon pattern. Sure enough, it was deep in the mountains of Mount Tai.
The direction he