Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 664: To Be Put in an Iron Cage_1

Chapter 664: Chapter 664: To Be Put in an Iron Cage_1

"Come on, a little closer, a little cozier... Okay, one, two, three... Smile!"

The photography student, a girl, held the camera with both hands while she instructed Wang Ye and Nalan Yaqi.

The girl was not tall, perhaps around one meter and a half with a childlike face, giving off the impression of a middle school student...

Nalan Yaqi gently leaned against Wang Ye, holding onto his right arm, her face beaming with joy.

Wang Ye also wore a smile, standing straight and looking into the camera lens.

After the completion of one photo, Nalan Yaqi didn’t feel it was enough. She got Wang Ye to pose for several more shots in different positions, only stopping after multiple photographs were taken.

The photography student returned the camera to Nalan Yaqi. The two girls even exchanged phone numbers and had a brief friendly chat.

Standing on the side, Wang Ye overheard that the girl’s name was Millie and that she just came to Moscow last October. She was a preparatory student.

Millie, along with some of her mates, had come over to Weidenghan today to shop and buy some things.

Following their chat, the two girls waved goodbye.

Millie met up with her friends who had been waiting on the side and they headed off inside Weidenghan.

"Hehe, Millie seems underage, like a primary school student. Can’t believe her parents let her study abroad," Nalan Yaqi chuckled as she spoke to Wang Ye.

Wang Ye shrugged indifferently, replying, "Asian girls normally mature a bit late. Look at the Russian girls here, they look like adults in middle school. The girls over here in Europe and the US mature sooner."

His remarks were casual, but Nalan Yaqi seemed a bit discontent after hearing them.

She had always felt inferior to Kaja, considering their body shapes. They were of the same age, but Kaja’s figure...

Nalan Yaqi sometimes couldn’t help but feel a tiny bit self-conscious when she looked at her own figure...

"Do you like those with hot bodies? You can’t just like the girls with good figures here. You should know that after they have children, when they reach their thirties, they will age quickly. The potbellied Russian ’big mamas’, they’re quite something!" She huffed.

At the mention of potbellies, Wang Ye almost wanted to laugh.

Indeed, many elderly women here have the perfect barrel-shaped bodies—all the same thickness from top to bottom...

This might be related to their dietary habits—taking in excessive high-calorie, high-protein foods.

Years later, they don’t pay much attention to their figures anymore, lacking in physical exercise.

However, the current generation of Russian girls probably won’t turn out to be like that in the future. According to Wang Ye’s observation, they seem to pay much attention to their diet.

Kaja, Rossiyana, Angelina and the others prefer a light diet, eating less meat and cheese, and favoring fruits and vegetables.

Rossiyana would often only eat a salad at lunch, the type with no salad dressing at all.

And they all loved to exercise; activities like playing tennis, swimming, and doing yoga were quite popular.

Of course, the vegetables and fruits here are far more expensive than meat, and the costs of all sorts of exercises couldn’t be easily afforded by ordinary folks...

......

Wang Ye was about to go into Weidenghan, but Nalan Yaqi tugged at his arm.

"What’s up? You’re not going to ask for more photos, are you?" Wang Ye asked with a smile.

"Look! Isn’t that Millie over there? She’s in trouble." Nalan Yaqi pointed in a certain direction.

Looking where she pointed, it was indeed Millie and her friends, getting interrogated by two uniformed Russian officers checking passports.

It’s a common sight in Moscow.

These past few years, as the security situation hasn’t been too good, the police are often patrolling everywhere on the streets. When they see a foreign face, they will stop them and check their documents.

Especially so for the blacks, they scatter at the sight of Russian police like how mice scamper when they see a cat...

Of course, Asians could not avoid this either, frequently being stopped by the Russian police to have their passports checked.

Actually, the Russian police understood that Asians usually didn’t pose much of a problem and were of a completely different nature compared to African people.

However, they did this on purpose because a large majority of Asians in the area were in the marketplace doing business—they were loaded!

After stopping them, they would deliberately make things difficult. If you didn’t hand over some cash, don’t even think of leaving.

When Wang Ye first arrived in Moscow and visited the marketplace for the first time, he was also stopped and had his passport checked. He forked over some money back then to resolve the issue.

As his financial status and rank skyrocketed, particularly after joining the Duma, Wang Ye naturally never encountered having his passport checked by the Russian police anymore.

Joking aside, with the grandeur of his motorcade, how brainless would the Russian police have to be to dare to stop his vehicle and check his documents...

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At first, Wang Ye didn’t really care. Having your passport checked was quite normal. In general, if the Russian police knew you were a university student, they wouldn’t give you too hard a time.

Excluding the marketplace, of course. The Russian police infamously operated differently there...

However, ever since the New Sun Group entered into a cooperative deal with the nearby police station, the situation changed significantly.

Right now, the marketplace is practically a model of a police-people harmonious relationship!

Aside from routinely checking on Africans, the attitude towards Asians has greatly improved.

"No worries, they’re students. They have passports and visas," Wang Ye said with a smile.

"No, you see, there seems to be a problem," Nalan Yaqi shook her head.

Wang Ye took another look and indeed, something was off.

The Russian officer checking passports held a few of them in his hand, shaking his head and talking aloud about something. But because of the distance and the noisy crowd around the plaza, Wang Ye couldn’t hear clearly.

But when the Russian officer pointed to the police car behind him, indicating for the girls to get onboard, Wang Ye knew what he meant.

He wanted to take the girls to the police station!

That vehicle was similar to an Iveco. The back of the van had been modified into an iron cage.

Wang Ye frowned. Since the girls showed their passports, it implied that there should be no issue with their documents.

Why would the Russian officer want to take them to the police station?

"Let’s help Millie and her friends. It seems like she’s on the verge of crying," Nalan Yaqi suddenly said.

Indeed, from a distance, Millie’s face had turned deathly pale, seeming completely panicked and unsettled.

Well, a young girl who had not been abroad for long, how would she have encountered such a situation?

Wang Ye’s face turned serious. He strode over and managed to stop the Russian officer who was about to load the girls into the police car.

"Excuse me, is there a problem with their passports? I’m their friend," he asked in fluent Russian.

The Russian officer was taken aback for a moment as he sized up Wang Ye.

He felt Wang Ye looked somewhat familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere...

But he concluded that it was because he had checked too many Asian people’s documents recently, which made his vision blurry.

He made a quick judgment that Wang Ye should be a foreign student who had been in Russia for quite a few years. His Russian was pretty good, although it was hard to gauge his actual level from their simple conversation. But his pronunciation was quite authentic...