"The military needs a suitable location. I think the end of the island looks good—there's a port there that can be turned into a military dock, solely for military use."
"The area can't be too small either, since we'll need to accommodate land, sea, and air forces."
"Then there's the matter of George Town's city planning. According to my vision, George Town will beco the Cayman Islands' hub for finance, casinos, and tourism. We must plan out tourist beach zones, hotels, shopping districts, casino areas, and so on."
"So, we need to thoroughly plan the island's water and electricity systems. We should build a power plant that can support the island's operations. No coal—it's too troubleso. We'll go with a plant powered by natural gas or oil."
Many South Arican countries produce oil: Venezuela, Ecuador, Colombia, Peru, Argentina, and Chile all have oil resources, making future oil and gas supplies convenient.
"This is an island, so we need to be prepared for hurricanes. When designing streets, houses, and drainage systems, this must be carefully considered. As for waste managent on the island, my plan is to avoid processing it here. We'll pack it up and send it elsewhere for incineration to keep the island clean."
"We'll also need to redesign the island's roads. Apart from the two main roads in the center, I plan to build a road encircling the island."
Hardy laid out his ideas, and the others kept taking notes.
"These are just the thoughts I had on my way here. If I've missed anything, feel free to add it," Hardy said.
One of the design company experts smiled and said, "Mr. Hardy, you've already thought of most everything. We'll just need to refine so of the details."
"Your design company should prepare a detailed construction plan for to review before making any final decisions," Hardy instructed.
"Understood, Mr. Hardy."
After the design company staff left, Hardy turned to Andy and Lancer. "In the future, the Cayman Islands will beco an autonomous territory. Everything from governnt, security, economy, and culture will be under our control—like building a small country."
"Andy, since we aren't experts in this area, help find so professionals to bring into Hardy Corp's think tank. Their sole responsibility will be Cayman affairs, and they'll help us establish a proper managent system."
"Rember, no democracy—that's aningless. I intend to implent a presidential system."
"Presidential system?" Andy hadn't heard the term before and looked puzzled.
"It ans treating the Cayman autonomous territory like a company. I'll be the chairman, overseeing everything. The Pri Minister will be like the CEO, and the ministers will be departnt managers. This way, managent will be simple and straightforward," Hardy explained.
Andy nodded in understanding; deep down, he supported this so called presidential system. On a small island like Cayman, it was the most efficient way to govern, eliminating many obstacles and restrictions.
"Then we'll set up a Cayman Island Developnt and Construction Company, which will be responsible for all future developnt on the island."
This was crucial because developnt would cost a lot of money, especially as they were building an entire city.
"Got it, boss," Andy nodded.
As for Neil, he would be responsible for security on the island. With only about 3,000 people living there, Neil's 300 n would be enough.
Hardy had great confidence in the future of the Cayman Islands.
He had enough funds to support the initial construction. Once the casinos were up and running, business would naturally boom, and he wouldn't have to worry about future developnt.
So might doubt the potential of a small place like Cayman Island.
But take the Principality of Monaco, the world's second smallest country, covering just 1.98 square kiloters. Thanks to its casinos, it still made huge profits.
Later, that king even married Hollywood star Grace Kelly.
At 1.98 square kiloters, Monaco is smaller than a town, and the so called royal family is just a title.
Cayman Island, on the other hand, has 260 square kiloters.
That's almost as big as Las Vegas.
The most important thing is that Hardy would have full autonomy here. Aside from not being able to wage wars, he could do anything.
That included making laws and governnt regulations.
Once the casinos were running, the place would beco a haven for money laundering—no, it should be called a tax haven.
Just from that, he could earn an unimaginable amount of money in the future.
As for whether other countries would attack?
Hardy had thought it through. On one hand, he would rely on the U.S., and on the other, on the U.K. With the two leading nations of Nato as long as neither intervened, no one else would dare make a move.
Hardy left the office and found Taylor, taking her to the beach.
Clear blue waters stretched before them.
This was a tropical region, with temperatures ranging between 24 to 30 degrees Celsius year-round—an ideal climate. Taylor, dressed in a sundress, kicked off her shoes and frolicked barefoot on the soft white sand, hopping around to avoid the waves. Youth really is wonderful—she was having fun all by herself.
"Hardy, co chase !"
Taylor stood ahead, waving her hand toward Hardy.
Hardy chased after her.
Taylor took off running, laughing as she went.
She wasn't much of a match for Hardy, and after running just a dozen ters, he caught her and scooped her up in his arms. Hardy didn't stop, continuing to run forward with the wind in his face.
"Ah~~ Hahaha~!"
Taylor burst out laughing, waving her arms and kicking her feet.
Hardy was actually quite excited. Soon, this entire place would belong to him, and the idea of building a city, even running a country, filled him with a sense of accomplishnt that made him feel thrilled all over.
He realized he was even more excited than he had imagined.
When they were tired, they lay under a palm tree. The leaves provided shade, casting dappled shadows. Hardy kissed Taylor on the lips, and she responded passionately.
Suddenly, Taylor's body tensed slightly.
The man's hand slid inside her neckline.
The girl kissed him even more fervently.
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