Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 879 - 840: Dimension Reduction Attack_2

Chapter 879: Chapter 840: Dimension Reduction Attack_2

After settling his own affairs, Wang Ye could devote all his energy to factional matters.

However, in other states, due to a higher number of candidates and voters, it would still take a few days before results would start to emerge.

But according to the current count of votes, everything was within grasp!

This time, Wang Ye’s faction had a total of over two hundred twenty members participating in the election, with one hundred eighty core members being the key "protected objects"—those who were given more resources in the hope that they could secure seats.

The remaining forty members were left to try their luck without a biased allocation of resources.

If they were elected, that would be best, of course, but if not, at least they had participated once and gained some experience, who knows, maybe they would succeed in the next election.

These one hundred eighty core members were Wang Ye’s focus!

Whether they could obtain more than one hundred twenty seats depended on these core members’ election results.

...

"Misha, the election result for Kostroma State is about to be released, and our person has won! One more seat, and we now have thirty-four seats, soon surpassing our previous Duma seats..." Rossiyana reported to Wang Ye with joy written all over her face as she stood up.

Wang Ye nodded, and just as he was about to speak, a mobile phone in his drawer rang.

The contacts on that phone were all people who knew his "another identity"!

One could say they were the people Wang Ye was closest to.

He pulled open the drawer and glanced at the phone. The screen displayed a familiar number from back home. Even though Wang Ye hadn’t saved it to his contacts, he had it memorized—it was his father’s mobile number.

Why was his father calling him at this time?

He picked up the phone and didn’t rush to answer it, instead gesturing to Rossiyana with a wave of his hand and smiling, "I’m going to take a call, go have some coffee and something to eat."

Clearly, he intended to dismiss Rossiyana.

Rossiyana was not at all offended, she immediately nodded, stood up, and left the office. When exiting, she even closed the door behind her for Wang Ye.

She understood that even though she was his fiancée, occupying Wang Ye’s position meant there were still things she couldn’t be involved in...

...

Only after Rossiyana had left did Wang Ye answer the call.

"Hello, dad, were you looking for me?" Wang Ye asked with a smile.

On the other end of the line, his father sighed first and then said in a heavy tone, "Xiaoye, there’s something I need to tell you..."

Then, his father recounted all that had happened during this time in great detail.

Wang Ye listened with a frown, not rushing to give his opinion, instead asking, "So, dad, what do you think?"

"Ah, what else is there to think about? We tried to acquire the Flour Improver Factory under the name of foreign investment, thinking it would cause us less trouble and get us more favorable policy treatment. I never expected to stumble over this and that indeed, if someone investigated, they could find an issue. I thought, might as well forget about it, since we’re not in need of money now, why bother getting into trouble? Let’s just sell the factory to them!"

You could hear the reluctance in his father’s voice, but he had no better solution.

Wang Ye didn’t even need to ask; he understood his father’s thinking.

Who would take kindly to seeing a business they had worked hard to build up being taken away by others?

Given his father’s competitive nature, he probably couldn’t swallow this down easily.

Even if he was forced to sell the business, it would still depress him for quite a while.

Then Wang Ye needed to consider how to properly handle this matter.

Should he directly get in touch with the relevant domestic departments?

Wang Ye felt there was no need for that, as this matter might seem significant at the county or city level, but from his perspective, it was merely a trivial thing.

If it didn’t involve his father, Wang Ye wouldn’t even bother listening to it. A small factory with annual sales of tens of millions in CNY was utterly insignificant to him.

After all, Wang Ye had been mingling in the political arena for years, dealing with political elites and cunning old foxes every day; he knew well how to handle such matters.

After a brief reflection, Wang Ye said to his father with a laugh, "I understand the situation, dad. Don’t worry, there won’t be any problems. I’ll take care of it."

Hearing this, Dad became anxious and said in a hurry, "Don’t mess things up! You don’t understand how things work here in China; it’s not all about having money."

Wang Ye gave a wry smile and said, "What do you mean mess things up? I’m simply planning to ask the same company that helped you with the acquisition of the Flour Improver Factory to step in again and directly make a complaint to the provincial department. They said the factory wasn’t truly a foreign investment, right? So, if an actual foreign company steps up, wouldn’t that solve it?"

Dad paused for a moment on the other end, seemingly unable to respond right away.

After a while, he said with half-belief, "Weren’t you just asking a friend’s company for help last time? They’ve already helped you once, and now you’re in trouble again, you need their help. That doesn’t seem right."

Clearly, he had no clue what the real relationship was between Wang Ye and the foreign investment company that had stepped in initially.

That was because Wang Ye hadn’t made it clear to him at the time...

Now faced with Dad’s doubts, Wang Ye could only vaguely respond, "I have a good relationship with that company, we do business together, so it’s not a problem for them to step in. Just rest assured, Dad, this will be resolved soon."

After much convincing, Dad finally believed that this wouldn’t cause any trouble for Wang Ye, and that Wang Ye really was confident in handling it, before he hung up the phone.

Of course, he still had his suspicions and couldn’t fully trust that Wang Ye would indeed be able to sort it all out.

Without hesitation, after hanging up with Dad, Wang Ye immediately called Liu Mei, who was far away in the capital of China, and gave specific instructions.

Liu Mei didn’t ask any questions; she would do whatever Wang Ye said anyway.

She knew all about Wang Ye’s real capabilities!

Although Liu Mei wasn’t sure if the relevant domestic departments were aware of Wang Ye’s situation, she believed that no matter what, in China, whether as "Wang Ye" or "Mikhail," he still had enough clout.

All she had to do was go through the motions; the real "effort" would be from forces unseen...

...

Two days had passed since the phone call to his son.

That day, Wang Yuanwen had just driven to the factory, ready to start work.

Even if the factory was no longer his in the end, he had to stand his last watch.

In fact, Wang Yuanwen still didn’t quite believe Wang Ye’s reassurance that he could handle it— he felt that Wang Ye had underestimated the difficulty of domestic affairs...

As he arrived at his office and had just sat down, his phone rang.

Looking at it, it was a call from the county.

"Manager Wang, are you at the factory? I have good news for you. Your factory has been recognized as a Provincial Excellent Foreign-Invested Enterprise! Department heads from the province will be coming to the county today to present the award to your factory..."

On the phone, the County Magistrate, who had seemed somewhat distant from him lately, now sounded much more amiable and even somewhat ingratiating...

Wang Yuanwen was bewildered. What was going on?

A Provincial Excellent Foreign-Invested Enterprise?

Why had such an honor suddenly been bestowed upon his factory?

Honestly, even though the Flour Improver Factory was considered a big plant locally and even within the region,

its output likely didn’t carry much weight at the provincial level.

So why had the province suddenly conferred such an honor so "urgently"...

Could it be that it was Wang Ye, that kid, who had made this happen...

Connecting the dots, Wang Yuanwen felt a stir within him—it was indeed possible!

Was it possible that his son had the foreign company lodge a complaint with the province, prompting the provincial officials to take it seriously? However, it wouldn’t be right for them to directly interfere with municipal work—it was still important to maintain unity.

So they opted for an indirect lifeline, presenting the Flour Improver Factory with an "Excellent Foreign-Invested Enterprise" award!

This was the province’s stamp of approval for the factory!

Hadn’t regional authorities claimed it was a fake foreign investment?

Now that the province itself had come forward to endorse the Flour Improver Factory, declaring it a genuine and excellent foreign enterprise...

It was essentially a Dimension Reduction Attack. Who in the region wouldn’t feel embarrassed about that?