Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 163 Too Greedy_1

Chapter 163: Chapter 163 Too Greedy_1

"This is not as simple as you think. The main reason is that the people causing trouble are the black-haired ones!" Big head Kong complained helplessly.

Upon hearing this, Wang Ye furrowed his eyebrows, black-haired ones...

This was indeed a tricky situation!

In Moscow, especially in the large markets, the black-haired ones had a unique presence, considering their large number.

Most of these people come from the former Soviet affiliates, such as the Stan nations, the so-called Caucasus People.

Due to their poverty, they came to Moscow for survival.

The vast majority of these black-haired individuals had low levels of education and culture; therefore, they could only do the dirty and strenuous jobs that the locals were unwilling to do.

In these large markets, all the carry and load work was done by the black-haired ones!

Of course, some black-haired individuals were smart and gradually started doing business. There were many of their shops at the Old ACT Market.

If it were just that, then it wouldn’t be a problem. They were just like any of the Chinese or Vietnamese businessmen here.

However, the black-haired ones were particularly troublesome for their tendency to form cliques and their ruthless and fearless nature...

Many of those involved in the underworld in Moscow were these black-haired ones!

Extortion, theft, kidnapping, you name it, they did it all.

Especially after the two Car City Wars. Although Russia won Car City, it also left a lot of post-war issues.

A lot of Black-haired people from Car City particularly harbored hatred towards Russia. They came to Moscow, and while they dared not to openly cause trouble, they were always up to no good behind the scenes!

Consequently, most Russians avoid these black-haired ones.

Many of them gave the impression, "I live a low life, if you provoke me, I’ll risk everything to fight you!"

Who in their right mind would want to engage with these people...

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"Why are they causing trouble? Don’t we prohibit the black-haired in our market from renting stalls?" Wang Ye asked again.

When Wang Ye negotiated with Maylov, he stated that New Sun Market only wanted Chinese Businessmen. As for the black-haired and Vietnamese, they were unwelcome!

Aside from having more and more Chinese businessmen, he also didn’t want any dealings with these black-haired people.

Poor and prone to causing trouble, they could easily transform the market into a chaotic mess...

Wang Ye didn’t want these people in his New Sun Market.

In contrast, Chinese businessmen were much, much better!

Wealthy, honest, and rule-abiding, they were even exceptionally patient in adversity...

"That’s the crux of the matter! Initially, we didn’t have this rule, but after you imposed a policy allowing only Chinese businessmen to rent stalls for business, I started to clear the previously signed contracts. However, I discovered several lease contracts with the Vietnamese and the black-haired ones. According to company rules, I prepared to reimburse their deposits and cancel their contracts. The Vietnamese took the money and left quietly, but the black-haired ones weren’t willing..." Big Head Kong explained.

Wang Ye then understood why these black-haired ones were causing trouble.

The New Sun Group was slightly in the wrong here.

If someone had signed contracts and paid deposits, and then had their contracts canceled, it was evident they wouldn’t be happy.

But the contracts were autocratic in nature and all their terms were in favor of the market’s management, explicitly stating, if there were changes in market orientation, the market side could unilaterally terminate the contract at will...

Big Head Kong was just following the contract, as there indeed had been changes in the company’s operation!

"Now that I understand, I’m downstairs in the management building and I’ll enter shortly." After saying this, Wang Ye hung up the phone.

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"Get out of the car, we’re going in." Wang Ye said with a stern face.

Seeing this chaotic scene in front of the management office, the bodyguards from the rear car surrounded the Mercedes Benz.

Four guards, two in front and two behind, escorted Wang Ye towards the Little Red Building.

But they were stopped at the entrance by two black-haired.

"Brother, what’s your business? No one’s working or doing business here today." A short, curly-haired black-haired individual said.

No discrimination intended, but the black-haired people in the big market generally were short and ugly, covered in grime...

However, this was due to their jobs. After all, they did physically demanding work, carrying goods and packages, which could never be kept clean.

Wang Ye had to laugh at his position: the president of New Sun Group was not even permitted to enter his firm.

Furthermore, if the firm opened or not, when did it become the business of a black-haired to inform him about this?

Before he could say anything, the security guards beside him had already revealed their gear and pushed the black-haired individuals away while shouting "Suka Column."

The black-haired ruffians immediately started stirring trouble, all of them glancing over with sinister eyes.

However, seeing the real weapon on the bodyguards, they didn’t dare to act rashly.

Escorted by the bodyguards, Wang Ye eventually managed to enter the Little Red Building.

In the lobby on the first floor, several security personnel stood at the door to prevent the black-haired ones from rushing in. But realistically, these black-haired ones obeyed the rules, not stepping beyond the threshold. They only blocked the entrance, not letting anyone in or out.

Big head Kong was rushing around the hall, looking frustrated. Upon seeing Wang Ye, he hurried over.

"President, how do you suggest we resolve this? These black-haired ones causing so much trouble! I even mentioned we could give them more compensation as a goodwill gesture, but they’re not willing..."

Apparently, Big head Kong too, was weak when facing the tough, because when dealing with the Vietnamese, he hadn’t mentioned anything about compensation.

Wang Ye said nonchalantly: "Let’s discuss it in my office. Now, are these black-haired ones blocking the entrance and not letting businessmen in to sign contracts?"

He had observed from earlier that because of these black-haired ruffians, the Chinese businessmen who were originally queuing up to sign contracts had retreated to a safe distance, afraid of getting into any trouble.

"Yes, yes, they’re doing it on purpose. They say if their issue is not resolved, they won’t allow any Chinese businessmen to sign contracts." Big head Kong complained helplessly.

Just as the New Sun Market was about to boom, this incident had occurred, so naturally, Big head Kong was frustrated.

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Once they reached the office on the second floor and Wang Ye comfortably settled onto the couch, he lit a cigarette and pushed the pack towards Big head Kong.

He took a leisurely puff from his cigarette and asked: "So, what are their demands?"

If they were causing trouble, they must have made some unreasonable demands, i.e., conditions that Big Head Kong couldn’t agree to, hence the situation.

Wang Ye was curious to know what these black-haired individuals wanted.

Big head Kong, however, was too worried to smoke.

He answered, "These people are truly greedy! They demanded that the contracts continue to be effective and that other black-haired people be allowed to enter the New Sun Market under the same conditions.

According to them, if Chinese businessmen can enjoy the preferential conditions when doing business in the New Sun Market, why can’t they?

They accuse us of discriminating against the black-haired ones!"

These conditions were unquestionably unacceptable, especially since Wang Ye had already reached an agreement with Maylov.

If he were to compromise, wouldn’t that be a slap in Wang Ye’s face!