Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 363 Everyone in the City Remembers That Name_1

Chapter 363: Chapter 363 Everyone in the City Remembers That Name_1

There are several liquor stores in the city of Anadyr, the largest of which is the one in the city center.

This time, Wang Ye chose to give out vodka here.

Outside the store, everyone was waiting in an orderly manner despite the frigid weather, their enthusiasm undimmed.

Perhaps because the Russians here are generally well-educated, having received higher education, they tend to be more disciplined.

At least during the queue, hardly does anyone jump the line.

Of course, this is also because they have long been accustomed to this behaviour.

Inside the store, everything was also orderly. After the people lining up entered the store, they showed their passports to register before receiving a tote bag.

Inside the bag were two free bottles of Red Star Vodka and a large poster!

This vodka isn’t cheap. It sells in this store at over one hundred and eighty rubles, and they don’t cheat their customers!

It’s clear that Mikhail, the candidate, is indeed generous and doesn’t trick the people...

Old Yuri and his wife had come early today. They were near the front of the queue, so they did not wait long before entering the store.

The couple showed their passports and successfully received two tote bags, each filled with gifts. As they opened their bags and looked inside, they couldn’t help but smile.

The atmosphere in the shop was harmonious, with some people who had received their gifts choosing to stay a little longer to chat with familiar faces.

Naturally, everyone was discussing the young man named Mikhail.

"Ha, it’s been years since I’ve seen a candidate for congress who is so down-to-earth, so generous."

"Did you see last night’s television programme? A Bu appeared with him for an interview, so he must be someone remarkable. Perhaps a nephew of some oligarch. They certainly wouldn’t be short of money."

"I think it’s good to have candidates like him. At least they’re not looking to profit from us. On the contrary, they’re willing to spend their own money for the sake of their reputation."

"Of course, we can see that from A Bu’s performance over the past two years. Having rich people in politics does have its benefits, at the very least, they’re not likely to be greedy."...

Everyone was sharing their opinions.

After hearing this, Old Yuri could not help but smile. You could not say the people here were too ’innocent.’ It was simply that there wasn’t much to gain from Chukotka!

This desolate and massively frozen place has few inhabitants despite covering a vast area.

Furthermore, after all these years, no significant oil or natural gas reserves have been discovered here.

Whether it’s A Bu or the young man called Mikhail, their political ambitions in Chukotka may not be motivated by money, but a desire to establish a good reputation...

......

After leaving the store and returning to his old Lada, Old Yuri couldn’t resist pulling out the vodka from the bag again for a closer look.

This kind of vodka is pretty expensive, and he usually could not afford to buy it to drink.

Given his drinking habits, he would finish a bottle every two days. Simply put, he wouldn’t be able to afford a bottle that expensive.

After looking at the bottles, he found a folded poster in the bag and took it out for a closer look.

It wasn’t too large, roughly A3 sized, and was printed on high-quality paper with a glossy finish.

At the top, of course, was a half-length portrait of Mikhail.

In the poster, Mikhail is well dressed in a dark suit, with a white shirt and a thin, dark, striped tie.

He has a sunny smile on his face, and his brilliantly white teeth are slightly visible, giving an overwhelmingly sincere impression!

There are a few rows of Russian script below the portrait.

The topmost title, in bold:

"What you want, I’ll give you!"

Below is a smaller subtitle:

"More jobs"

"Higher wages"

"Improved infrastructure"

"Free vodka" ...

After reading the poster, Old Yuri’s heart surged with excitement. He slapped the steering wheel hard, causing the car horn to go off by accident and startling himself.

"What the hell are you doing? Hm, we need to leave now, you have to go to work later." His wife said from beside him.

"What do you women know?! Look at this handsome guy, his campaign slogan is superb! He’s not beating around the bush, only promising real, tangible things." Old Yuri sighed.

His wife shot him a look and sneered. "What’s the use of sounding good? Let’s see if he can actually do what he says. These politicians, they talk better than they sing, but how many of them can actually get things done?"

Old Yuri didn’t argue with her. Instead, he started the car and chuckled, "Hehe, you can say whichever, but this vodka, we really did get it. These four bottles in total cost us seven to eight hundred rubles."

He started his car and then drove his old Lada, clattering onto the road towards his workplace.

Deep in his heart, that name was deeply imprinted.

Mikhail!

On that entire day, in Anadyr and a few other small towns within the Chukotka region, almost everyone was just like Old Yuri.

They remembered the Duma candidate, Mikhail, who had a shy but sincere smile just like A Bu...

.....

Back at A Bu’s mansion, Wang Ye was preparing to bid him farewell and return to Moscow.

With voting to start in just a few days, he didn’t have time to stick around.

After his return to Moscow, he’d need to establish a new company to address the issues related to buying land and opening a gold mine.

Besides, there were still some matters regarding the gold mine that he needed to sort out in advance. If not, it might cause future trouble.

A Bu’s man had likely already reported to him about the "atmosphere" in the city, since A Bu was laughing while saying to Wang Ye, "Seems like your television interview yesterday had a good effect, the reviews about you are high."

Wang Ye smiled, "To gain support and votes is actually very simple; just be sincere. Offer some real benefits. People aren’t fools; they won’t believe in the intangible, but the evident, tangible benefits – those everyone can see."

A Bu nodded in approval of his sentiments.

He himself had done the same.

Upon assuming office in Chukotka, A Bu could swear to heavens that he didn’t seek any personal gains there—not even taking his salary.

On the contrary, he paid out of his pocket several million US dollars for various charitable initiatives in Chukotka.

It was for this exact reason that he had such a good reputation locally!

.....

Instead of taking a commercial flight this time on his return journey, Wang Ye was going to leave in a business jet arranged by A Bu, since the next commercial flight would not be available for several days.

The aircraft was provided by one of the airline companies controlled by A Bu, specifically to transport Wang Ye back to Moscow.