Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 177: The Power of Money_1

Chapter 177: Chapter 177: The Power of Money_1

After listening to Yanzi’s story, Wang Ye was utterly speechless.

What does "the unpredictable nature of life" mean?

Song Xiaogang’s encounter perfectly encapsulated this phrase...

This guy is just way too unlucky!

Everyone has disputes or conflicts in their lives, shoving and pushing are unavoidable.

But when it was his turn, a mere push from him ended another person’s life.

Other than being "unlucky", there’s really no other explanation.

Besides, Song Xiaogang had a conflict with Xiao Gao for his own sake.

From both a sentimental and rational viewpoint, Wang Ye couldn’t abandon him!

He decisively said: "Don’t worry, Yanzi. I’ll find out what is going on. By the way, which police station has him? The one near your school?"

"Yes, it’s the police station not far from our main school building," Yanzi answered.

"Okay, I got it. Just wait for my news," Wang Ye quickly said, hanging up the phone.

...........

After thinking for a bit, Wang Ye picked up his phone and called Novich.

After the call went through, he didn’t beat around the bush. He quickly explained the situation, asking, "How should I go about helping the friend out?"

Even though Novich was surprised about how a person of Mr. Mikhail’s status would be involved with a common student, he didn’t pry.

It wasn’t his place to ask...

Without hesitation, Novich replied: "If handled properly, there shouldn’t be a problem. It’s hard to prove that your friend is directly related to the death. Maybe the deceased was drunk and fell after leaving. This is not impossible! Of course, the right person must be found. I know the police chief well. If needed, I can call him and arrange a meeting. What do you think?"

"Okay, arrange it for me. The meeting can be at the Xiao Ying Hotel. That hotel is mine, someone will take you up when you get there," Wang Ye said straightforwardly.

Novich was taken aback. It seemed that Mikhail was held in high trust by Mr. Hofchinco. At such a young age, he was the president of New Sun Group and owned such a large hotel as Xiao Ying!

But didn’t the Xiao Ying Hotel belong to Mr. Maylov previously? How did it become Mikhail’s...

...

After finishing the call, Wang Ye was in no mood to continue working.

He went straight to the finance room, and asked the financial manager, "How much cash is left in the company’s safe?"

Normally, a company shouldn’t have a large amount of cash, but many merchants had been queuing to sign contracts recently, needing to pay various types of deposits.

So, the money collected by the company is usually stored in a nearby bank under the protection of armed security after work.

They hadn’t finished work yet, so the cash hadn’t been deposited.

Hearing the president’s questioning, the financial manager promptly stood up and answered, "Mr. Mikhail, there’s around 1.2 million US dollars left in the safe."

"Withdraw 500,000 for me and put it under my name," Wang Ye ordered without hesitation.

The financial manager certainly had no objections. He immediately took out fifty stacks of US dollars and put them into a black briefcase.

Wang Ye nodded, picked up the briefcase and went downstairs.

........

At around nine in the evening, Novich arrived at the Xiao Ying Hotel with a tall middle-aged man in plain clothes.

They were led straight to a suite on the top floor by Anton. Wang Ye was already there waiting for them.

"Mr. Mikhail, this is Flammie. Flammie, this is Mikhail, the president of the New Sun Group and the owner of Xiao Ying Hotel!" Novich introduced them to each other.

He had already told Flammie about Wang Ye’s identity before they came up. Otherwise, Flammie wouldn’t have come.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Mikhail. I’ve heard about you for a while and I’m glad to meet you today," said Flammie with a big smile on his face, extending his hand to Wang Ye.

Although one was a "civilian" and the other was a "official".

Flammie didn’t feel superior in the presence of Wang Ye. In fact, he acted a bit fawning...

It was a joke. In Moscow, these wealthy people were the real upper-class society.

Because their "touch" reached directly to the Kremlin.

As a mere police chief, if he offended someone like Wang Ye, he might lose his job with just a word from Wang Ye...

Wang Ye gestured for them to sit down.

There was no one else in the room, only Wang Ye, Anton, Novich, and Flammie.

Wang Ye didn’t beat around the bush and said directly, "You should know about the case, right?"

Flammie nodded, "Novich has already talked to me, and I’ve looked into the case."

"I only have one request, and that is to release my friend immediately!" Wang Ye stated bluntly.

Flammie hesitated with a troubled expression, "Looking at the current situation, that student’s suspicion... is quite substantial. Even if he didn’t murder, it could be considered manslaughter. Of course, this still needs further... "

Before he finished speaking, Wang Ye made a gesture.

Anton brought out a black briefcase and placed it on the coffee table in front of Flammie.

With a "snap", he opened the case.

Flammie’s eyes widened in shock!

Money!

US dollars!

Stack after stack of hundred-dollar bills!

He couldn’t help swallowing his saliva, his eyes unwilling to leave the bills. He asked, "Mr. Mikhail, this is..."

"Settle this matter, and all this is yours. Plus, you’ll gain my friendship." Wang Ye smiled and offered.

Flammie’s hesitation vanished. He closed the briefcase with his hand still on it.

He looked up at Wang Ye with a bright smile, "Mr. Mikhail’s friendship is something I could only dream of having! Even just for this, I must make sure this case is handled cleanly! By tomorrow morning at the latest, your friend will be released!"

Honestly, Flammie never expected Wang Ye to be so generous!

500,000 US dollars...

Whether Song Xiaogang was a "suspect" or not, currently there isn’t concrete evidence to prove Xiao Gao’s death was related to him.

Even if he openly murdered someone, for the sake of these 500,000 US dollars, Flammie could still "get him out"!

Because in Moscow, except for the upper class and tycoons, no one’s life is worth so much money!

And for these 500,000 US dollars, countless people would be willing to take huge risks...

This is the power of money!

........

Of course, Wang Ye wasn’t a fool to give away money so easily. He knew this matter wouldn’t require so much money.

But he just casually threw out 500,000 US dollars, which shocked Flammie to the point where he almost kneeled down to express his gratitude...