Bu Peien's nightscape was still as beautiful as ever.
Lin Qi, who had arrived in Bu Peien that evening, stood on the deck and gazed at the city's nighttime scenery.
All of Bu Peien was incredibly prosperous, and its nighttime lighting was excellent—almost excessively so.
The sky had been dyed through with the colors of countless neon lights, black yet dazzlingly multicolored.
Beneath that multicolored darkness, a vast city was displaying its powerful vitality to every person living there!
Aside from the area stretching from the western side of the city to the northwest corner, which seemed somewhat deserted, everywhere else was bustling.
That was Bu Peien's Lower District, the slums. Bu Peien City Hall had discussed demolition and relocation with the neighborhood representatives there several times.
City Hall and some capitalists were willing to make active compromises, allowing them to move away or relocate to other cities.
But they had all refused, or else the price they demanded was too high for anyone to accept.
As time passed, Bu Peien's urban development plans were adjusted once more, shifting toward the port and the southern region. The entire city's layout became an upside-down "L."
The increasingly prosperous port had become a new economic growth point, and many ships docked there every day.
Some carried cargo, while others were ordinary cruise ships. Regardless of what they were, they would all stop to rest and resupply for a while before leaving.
Sailors and seamen earned far more than ordinary workers, and their downtime gave the port considerable consumer potential.
Capital always chased profits. As long as there was money to be made, capitalists had no qualms about running all kinds of businesses there.
Lin Qi raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. It was already past eight in the evening, yet