Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 387 I’m not a wimp, My name is Zhang Guangming_1

Chapter 387: Chapter 387 I’m not a wimp, My name is Zhang Guangming_1

As the saying goes, "A pitiful person must have hateful traits," but the converse is also true.

People who are hateful can also evoke pity...

Not for Lao Zhang, nor for Lao Zhang’s wife and child, but because I’m reminded of my "once" self.

Wang Ye suddenly felt that he should give Lao Zhang a chance for "self-redemption".

Because I was given the chance to "rebirth", so I thoroughly changed my fate, Zhang probably does not have this opportunity...

Then, why not offer him a small chance to change his fate!

...

Wang Ye whispered to the manager next to him, and the manager nodded and left.

Meanwhile, Wang Ye turned around and walked back.

He pulled a chair over, sat down, and beckoned the security to lift Zhang up.

Zhang was full of expectation to see Wang Ye, perhaps he was touched by his words...

For Wang Ye, or perhaps for Mikhail, Zhang had only met him a few times in the New Sun Market.

The bosses in the market had a pretty good impression of Mikhail, and some of the news about him probably came from Big Head Kong.

He’s Khodorkovsky, the richest man’s nephew!

The President of the New Sun Group!

A Chinese-Russian proficient in Chinese...

Especially the latter was a factor that brought Chinese businessmen and Mikhail closer together.

Because, after all, they had shared half of their blood, the bond was indeed stronger!

Especially in the past six months, Mikhail had indeed done a lot of practical things for everyone.

He has guaranteed personal and property safety, exempted rent and management fees, and even more remarkably, he used his power to solve the gray customs clearance problem that had plagued Chinese businessmen for more than a decade!

Zhang felt that such a man would certainly not stand by and watch him die...

...

Sitting in the chair, Wang Ye didn’t speak, instead, he took out his cigarettes and started smoking.

Zhang dared not say too much, fearing that he would say something wrong that would make matters worse.

After a short while, the door of the meeting room was pushed open, and the manager who had just left came back. He was holding a thick bull leather envelope and handed it over to Wang Ye.

Wang Ye put out his cigarette, picked up the envelope, and directly poured out the contents onto the table.

Stacks of Franklins were piled up, looking like twenty bundles!

Zhang’s eyes bulged, and his heartbeat quickened. He felt he had a way out!

Wang Ye spoke calmly, "Here are $150,000 US dollars, enough to fill the hole you’ve made."

Zhang nodded vigorously and kept repeating, "It’s enough!"

"But the money can’t just be given to you. If that’s the case, then this place can’t go on. If others follow suit, making a fuss after losing money and letting me cover it, even if I had all the money in the world, it wouldn’t be enough." Wang Ye smiled and continued.

The word scared Zhang again, he didn’t dare to take a breath, carefully asking: "Then... what should I do..."

Wang Ye waved at a security guard, who came over and bent down. Wang Ye said something in Russian, Zhang did not understand.

However, it didn’t matter, because he quickly saw that the security guard took out a military dagger from his waist and handed it to Wang Ye.

Drops of sweat the size of beans immediately burst out on Zhang’s forehead, his lips turned pale!

This...

It was not going to cost him his life, was it!

It shouldn’t be!

"The money, you can take it, but you have to pay a price. We are all adults and we should pay for our mistakes. But don’t be afraid, I won’t take your life. What you need to do is very simple. Do it yourself, leave half of your little finger." Wang Ye said easily, playing with the military dagger in his hand.

After he finished, he looked up at Zhang.

Zhang was sweating profusely!

Sweat ran down his cheeks to his chin, and then dripped to the floor.

The heating inside the room was quite sufficient, but certainly not enough to make him sweat...

Clearly, he was terrified!

Seeing Zhang like this, Wang Ye smiled and shook his head, "You just said this money is a matter of life and death for your family, right? It seems that the life of your family is not as important as your half-length little finger. Or, the money is not as important as you said?"

Zhang just shook his head vigorously but couldn’t say a word.

He wanted to defend himself, but his mouth seemed to be sewn shut, and he could not speak a word...

Wang Ye smiled, stood up, flicked the dagger slightly, and it stuck into the table with a "plop".

It was obvious that it was very sharp...

"Alright, face the reality, you’re a coward! If you don’t have even this little courage, don’t play the victim anymore. Work hard next year. Maybe by the end of next year, you’ll come play with tens or hundreds of thousands of dollars, who knows, you might break even, haha..." With that, he was ready to leave.

This guy isn’t interesting at all. I wanted to help him at first, but it turns out he’s a coward. He’s not worth my time!

Zhang’s body started to tremble, his rather long hair was soaked in sweat, sticking to his scalp strand by strand, making him look extremely embarrassed.

He watched as Wang Ye’s tall figure was about to leave the meeting room in desperation.

The manager next to him also began to laugh at him as he started to collect the dollars on the conference table.

Zhang felt a surge of courage and shouted, "I’m not a coward! My name is Zhang Guangming!"

Although he tried his best, his voice was not loud at all, because his voice was completely hoarse...

But the effect was there, at least Wang Ye who had already arrived at the door stopped.

But all he did was stop; he didn’t turn around.

Zhang Guangming shakily pulled out the dagger stuck in the table and then spread out his left hand fingers on the table.

He figured out where to chop with the dagger on his left little finger.

He gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and exerted his strength...

"Crack"

"Ah..."

Zhang, no, Zhang Guangming let out an inhuman scream, startling Wang Ye at the door.

Turning his head to look, he finally nodded, "Bandage his wound, send him home in a car. Oh, give him the money."

With that, Wang Ye turned and walked away without looking back.

Since this man named Zhang Guangming still had some guts, Wang Ye respected him a bit more.

...

In the meeting room, a tall security guard opened the first aid kit and skillfully helped Zhang Guangming stop the bleeding, disinfect, and bandage his wound.

While he was busy, he also praised him, "I didn’t expect you to have the balls to hurt yourself!"

He was speaking in Russian, Zhang didn’t understand, but seeing the thumbs up, he knew he was being praised.

However, he couldn’t smile, he bared his teeth, it was unclear whether he was crying or laughing...