Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 606: Big Shots Also Have Worries_1

Chapter 606: Chapter 606: Big Shots Also Have Worries_1

Wang Ye nodded silently, he was not a fool, and he of course understood what Gavriil was implying.

That is, the matter of Rilinov was not something he could get involved in right now.

And overall, the party that benefitted most from this matter, was in fact himself!

So why should he make a fuss about it? Better to simply do as he should and avoid any complications.

After some hesitation, Wang Ye still asked the question he had been holding back.

He looked at Gavriil and asked, "Is this matter... your doing?"

Although he asked, Wang Ye still treaded carefully, not wanting to fall out with Gavriil or the Kremlin.

When asking his question, he used ’you’ rather than ’you guys’ or ’the Kremlin’.

Of course, if Gavriil admitted that this was his doing, it would essentially be admitting this matter was orchestrated by the Kremlin behind the scenes.

Both men are well aware of this fact.

Gavriil paused as he was about to lift his red wine glass upon hearing Wang Ye’s question.

He thought for a moment and put the lifted wine glass back down, his face became serious and he met Wang Ye’s gaze with a sharp look.

Wang Ye met his gaze with a calm expression, not backing down.

A few seconds later, Gavriil suddenly grinned and said:

"This has nothing to do with me, and it’s not what you think.

If you trust me, I can tell you that this is a great opportunity for you. This could help you skip several major steps. It’s not an overstatement to say it’s like a skyrocketing advancement! This could save you at least ten years.

Don’t underestimate these ten years. For us survivors of political tasks, time is undoubtedly the most precious.

Because the sooner you secure that position, the more future possibilities you have!

Also, this isn’t entirely bad for Rilinov either.

Although his political career is over, his life from here on out will be much more comfortable.

No longer will he have to worry day in and day out about myriad issues, nor about his past mistakes being exposed and used against him.

To be honest, if possible, I would like to retire with him.

Enjoying the sun every day, feeling the sea breeze, going fishing...Isn’t this more comfortable than daily meetings and work discussions?"

His words revealed lots of information.

Wang Ye silently digested this in his mind. It was clear that Gavriil meant him no harm and was actually helping him.

Yet when he said that the matter of Rilinov had nothing to do with him, Wang Ye could only believe him halfway!

Because even if it wasn’t orchestrated by Gavriil himself, he or the Kremlin must have had a hand in it.

Otherwise, the Second Faction alone wouldn’t have that much influence!

Or else, this might even be something orchestrated by both the First Faction and the Second Faction...

This isn’t impossible. Despite the many conflicts between the First Faction and the Second Faction, temporary alliances are still possible when both parties’ interests align.

That’s politics...

...

At this point in the conversation, although Gavriil didn’t reveal much, Wang Ye had got a rough idea in his mind. He had nothing more to say.

Should he defend Rilinov?

Argue that Rilinov didn’t want to retire so early, that he had many political ambitions unfulfilled?

That would seem too naive!

Because the one who benefits the most from this is clearly himself...

Though this was not something that Wang Ye desired... or needed urgently, the benefits were in plain sight.

Quietly lifting his red wine glass, Wang Ye bore a smile on his face and said to Gavriil, "Alright, I understand. Let’s toast to Mr. Rilinov’s joyous retirement."

Gavriil also picked up his glass with a smile, clinking glasses with Wang Ye and saying, "And here’s to our Deputy Speaker Mikhail and Party leader, wishing you soaring success and a bright future!"

...

After dinner and seeing Gavriil off, Wang Ye didn’t immediately get in his car.

He took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and started smoking right next to his car.

It was now late December and large snowflakes fell from the sky. Under the dim yellow light of the parking lot, Wang Ye’s shadow was cast on the snowy ground, stretched out long.

Xie Liaosha took out a long handle umbrella from the car, wanting to shelter Wang Ye from the snow.

For Wang Ye, in just a short while, had snowflakes accumulating on his hair and shoulders.

However, Wang Ye waved his hand, indicating that he didn’t need it.

Xie Liaosha had no choice but to close the umbrella, silently standing not far from Wang Ye.

He could tell, the boss seemed upset.

It was rare to see him like this.

After finishing his cigarette, Wang Ye tossed the butt into a nearby trash can, shook off the snow on his body, and stomped his feet.

Standing outside for a while, in the time it took to smoke a cigarette, his body was already chilled through.

The temperature had plunged to more than twenty degrees below zero and he only had a suit on, without an overcoat.

Despite the freezing cold, his mind was exceptionally clear and he had figured out some problems.

With a smile, he opened the car door and said, "Let’s go! Head to Security Base. It’s been a long time since I practiced shooting. I’m itching for it, need to shake this off."

...

In the indoor shooting range at Security Base, the bright white lights made the entire space as bright as day.

Wang Ye forced everyone including Xie Liaosha and Anton out, leaving himself alone inside.

Various kinds of guns were placed in front of him, including long guns, handguns, even a light machine gun.

Two large boxes of bullets were carried over.

Outside the shooting range, Anton and Xie Liaosha didn’t dare wander off. They stood by the door, chit-chatting while smoking, waiting for Wang Ye.

"What’s with the boss today? He seems to be in a bad mood." Anton wondered.

Xie Liaosha said with a bitter smile, "I’m not sure either. After having dinner with Gavriil from the Kremlin, he seemed to be upset. It wasn’t right even before, right after he left the Duma Building and before going to the restaurant, he seemed a bit unhappy. But the boss is such a big shot, they discuss national affairs. I wouldn’t dare to ask..."

Indeed, although they often follow Wang Ye around and are considered his trusted aides, they’re merely security personnel. Wang Ye would not discuss work matters with them.

Listening to the gunshot sounds from the shooting range — just like the sound of firecrackers, Anton shook his head and sighed, "Ai, seems like even big shots have their troubles. Compared to them, it’s better to be a small fry like us. Look at us, after work each day, we get to drink and have BBQ. What a joyous life we lead!"