Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 470: This Is a Light Punishment_1

Chapter 470: Chapter 470: This Is a Light Punishment_1

Stunned for a moment, Zhang Ke felt he could no longer be stubborn as it was impossible to reason with these Russians.

Besides, they were the police...

It was better for him to just admit his mistake and avoid any unnecessary trouble.

With a look of grievance on his face, he said, "Alright, I honestly didn’t know that what I was doing was illegal. Since I can’t do it, I will just focus on my studies and stop driving the illegal taxi."

The uniformed man who couldn’t speak Chinese rattled on in his language, and Zhang Ke looked towards the "part-time translator", waiting for him to translate.

"Chief Vladimir says, if you also plead guilty, then just sign this confession. Considering that you are a student studying abroad and don’t know much about Russian law, they might go easy on you."

Saying that, he picked up a piece of white paper from his side, with several sentences in Russian on it.

Zhang Ke took it and looked at it but didn’t understand much. He asked cautiously, "Will I be alright after I sign?"

"Yes, it’s not a big deal. But regardless of whether you sign or not, there is solid evidence of your illegal work," the man who could speak Chinese replied.

After that, he passed a pen to Zhang Ke.

Zhang Ke held the paper and the pen, hesitating slightly.

Because he didn’t know what kind of consequences he would face once he signed it.

Just now they said that they would go easy on him!

That didn’t mean exoneration...

So he looked up and asked, "By ’going easy’, what does that mean exactly? This is a minor matter, it won’t affect my studies, right?"

Vladimir seemed to have run out of patience. He stood up abruptly, spoke a few words to the policeman who spoke Chinese, and walked straight out.

Only Zhang Ke and the Chinese-speaking man were left in the room.

Zhang Ke stared blankly, not knowing what had happened again.

"Sign it now! Or else we’ll throw you into the cage today, with a dozen big guys that will make your life worse than death," the middle-aged man growled, looking menacingly at Zhang Ke.

Scared to his core, Zhang Ke picked up the pen and hastily signed his name.

He no longer cared about the consequences of signing the document, he just wanted to avoid the immediate situation.

Seeing that Zhang Ke had signed, the middle-aged man smiled smugly, picked up the paper, and said, "Wait here."

And then he walked out.

...

Zhang Ke waited agonizingly for an indeterminable amount of time.

The room was cold and empty, without even heating. He had been taken here without his down jacket, which was left in his car...

He had been under tension all this time and hadn’t felt the cold.

Now that he was alone, he finally began to feel the cold. His body started shaking, and his nose began to run...

After what felt like an eternity, his stomach began to grumble. Suddenly, the door was pushed open again.

The Chinese-speaking middle-aged man came in, accompanied by two fully armed Russian policemen.

Zhang Ke nervously watched the men, waiting for the final decision.

"Zhang Ke, you are in violation of related laws, so we’re deporting you immediately! You have your passport on you, right? I’ll take you to the airport now. Catch the next flight and go back to China," the man declared in Chinese.

Zhang Ke was dumbfounded.

He was being deported...

It was too much!

All he did was buy a car and drive an illegal taxi to earn some money. This should be considered hardworking and frugal!

And now he was just being deported?

Moreover, this didn’t seem to follow due process. They just asked him a few questions, he signed a paper, didn’t even get to the court, and now he was being sent back home.

After a while, Zhang Ke seemed to remember something and quickly said, "I want a lawyer! I want to contact the embassy and school’s foreign affairs office! Also, I left all my belongings and my car at school..."

"You can contact whoever you want after you return home, but not now. As for your car, it’s considered an illegal tool and has been confiscated. So you don’t need to worry about these things," the middle-aged man said with a sly smile.

Before Zhang Ke could argue, he waved his hand and the two fully armed Russian policemen stepped forward, unshackled him, and, one on each side, escorted him out.

Once again, it was the iron cage car, and the familiar iron bars...

They rushed all the way to Sheremetyevo Airport.

Flanked by two tall and strong Russian policemen, with the Chinese-speaking middle-aged man leading the way up front, their group definitely attracted a lot of attention. Quite a few people in the terminal turned to look at them.

Zhang Ke could not even raise his head, because all the eyes looking at him were filled with curiosity, surprise, and scorn...

And so, Zhang Ke went through a surreal day. In the afternoon, he was proudly driving his Little Lada around, picking up fares, and by night, he was put on a flight back home!

He was on a red-eye flight, being deported overnight...

...

What Zhang Ke didn’t know was that, just after he was put on the plane, Wang Ye received a phone call.

"Congressman Mikhail, everything’s been taken care of. The kid was put on a plane and he’s not coming back," the voice said.

"Very good, Vladimir, you really are efficient," Wang Ye said, pleased.

"It’s an honor to serve you, sir!" Vladimir responded dutifully.

It was a joke. He was just a common chief in the city bureau. In front of a Duma Member, a Member of the Economic Committee, he was a minor figure!

Being able to do something for Mikhail was the most he could ask for!

He didn’t know why Mikhail wanted to trouble a regular student studying abroad, but Vladimir was smart, he didn’t ask, and certainly didn’t want to dig deeper.

As long as he did as Mikhail instructed, it was all right.

Even if the procedure was a little irregular, it just needed a little touch-up afterward, nobody would care about a regular student studying abroad.

As for Vladimir, Wang Ye was quite satisfied with him.

After all, this guy had helped him out a few times before, always efficient and effective. Although he was not a high-ranking officer, he was very useful to Wang Ye for small tasks.

Especially with his position in the police force, he was of use in many areas.

"Alright, I’ll find time to have a meal with the Minister of Internal Affairs, and I’ll invite you to join," Wang Ye said casually.

Vladimir was thrilled and replied, "Yes, yes, I’ll be waiting for your call, Mr. Mikhail."

They, the police, all fell under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

In essence, the Minister of Internal Affairs was Vladimir’s boss’s boss...

It was quite clear what Mikhail meant by this. He intended to say some good words for him, introduce him to the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs!

By then, with just a casual word from the Minister of Internal Affairs, he could at least get promoted to the position of Deputy Director...