Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 903 - 852: Everything Under Control_2

Chapter 903: Chapter 852: Everything Under Control_2

The so-called visa exemption refers to foreign tourists not needing to apply for a visa in advance; they can just come directly upon arrival.

Of course, this would be much more convenient.

Gu Qima exchanged a glance with the Foreign Minister next to him, who nodded slightly.

He immediately laughed heartily and said, "That’s not a problem. The region already has a very high degree of autonomy, and as long as the local council approves, we have no issue with it."

The local council was under Angelina’s control, so naturally, it wouldn’t fail to pass.

Now that even Gu Qima had agreed, the matter could be considered settled!

The communication between both parties was extremely pleasant, with no obstacles in any affairs, and this was because Wang Ye came with sincerity.

All proposed cooperations were beneficial to both sides, a win-win!

Plus, with Gu Qima soon stepping down, the smooth operator that he was would naturally not offend someone like Wang Ye, who was at the peak of his influence.

Even if not for the immediate future, he had to consider his children, protégés, and subordinates, right?

...

After the negotiations, Gu Qima held a grand welcoming banquet for Wang Ye and his entourage.

At the banquet, Wang Ye also met Yushchenko, Yanukovych, and Kimoshenko, three individuals who were eager to participate in the next Election!

The individual stances of these three determined their attitudes toward Wang Ye.

Yanukovych exchanged a few lukewarm pleasantries with Wang Ye before walking away, seemingly indifferent to Wang Ye.

Yushchenko, on the other hand, was far too enthusiastic.

He held a Champagne glass in his hand and chatted with Wang Ye for a long while, even enthusiastically inviting Wang Ye to visit his home when he had the time.

Since Wang Ye already intended to find time for a talk with him, he took this opportunity to agree, arranging to visit Yushchenko’s home the following afternoon.

As for the following morning, he had to make a public appearance with Gu Qima to sign various cooperation agreements and hold a press conference.

When Yushchenko left, beaming, another person approached Wang Ye.

This was a woman in her thirties, graceful and elegant.

She was dressed in an appropriately stunning evening gown, with light golden long hair wound into a thick and long twist braid on top of her head, a hairstyle quite unique.

It was precisely this large twist braid that allowed Wang Ye to recognize the woman’s identity at a glance.

The woman known in the business world as the "Natural Gas Queen," Kimoshenko!

"Hello, Director Mikhail, I’ve long heard of your great reputation. My name is Kimoshenko," the woman said with a smile, her blue eyes sparkling as she looked at Wang Ye.

It must be said, she must have been a great beauty in her youth!

Of course, even now, she was still very lovely, especially the aura she carried, not something ordinary women could match...

Otherwise, she would not have had such a legendary experience.

...

Actually, "Kimoshenko" was her husband’s last name; her original name is Yulia.

Yulia was born into a poor rural family and, through her own efforts, managed to get into a decent university.

One day, she accidentally dialed the wrong number, and the man who answered was a stranger, a young man.

Perhaps it was Yulia’s pleasant voice, but the man did not hang up immediately; instead, they struck up a conversation.

It turned out that they were alumni, though the man had already graduated, making him Yulia’s senior by several years.

And this senior was the son of a minor oligarch, in other words, a second-generation rich...

In their subsequent interactions, the two quickly fell in love, and they didn’t even wait for Yulia to graduate from university before they officially got married.

After graduation, Yulia joined her husband’s family business.

The family business was a Natural Gas company.

In just a few short years, Yulia’s business aptitude became evident, and even her husband felt inadequate by comparison. He simply retired to become a "house-husband" and handed over the family business to Yulia to manage in full.

And Yulia did not disappoint her husband’s family’s expectations, growing the company larger and larger. In just over ten years, it had become the largest natural gas company in the whole country, occupying nearly half of the natural gas market!

She also began to venture into the political arena, becoming the Vice President in ’01...

However, she was later squeezed out and even persecuted by the competition. They came up with a trumped-up reason to throw her into prison for several months.

After her release, Yulia did not shrink back but started to identify herself as a "fighter," continuing her political activities. Among the people, especially among women voters, she possessed considerable influence.

...

"Hello, Yulia... Ms., may I call you that?" Wang Ye said with a smile, raising his champagne glass and lightly clinking it with Yulia’s.

Yulia was stunned for a moment, as she had hardly ever heard anyone call her by that name since her marriage.

After a pause, a smile returned to her face, and she nodded, saying, "Of course you can. It’s an honor for me."

After a few pleasantries, and knowing that there were many lined up, waiting to chat with Wang Ye, she did not want to take up too much time and was about to turn away to leave.

But before she could turn around, Wang Ye said something in a low voice that made her stop in her tracks.

"Yulia, I have no arrangements after nine o’clock tonight. If you wish, you could come to my room for a cup of coffee and a chat. Perhaps, in some respects, I could be of assistance to you."

If it hadn’t been for that last sentence, Yulia might have pretended she didn’t hear him.

But with those words, her thoughts shifted...

The champagne glass in her hand swayed slightly, and Yulia’s mind was rapidly turning over.

A few seconds later, without turning back, she nodded slightly, then quickened her pace and walked away.

The hotel where Wang Ye and his delegation were staying was naturally akin to the State Guesthouse.

The entire building was occupied by the delegation members, with no other guests present.

At nine o’clock sharp that night, Wang Ye had returned to his room, taken a hot bath, and changed into soft and comfortable pajamas. He was nestled on the sofa, sipping coffee while reading documents.

The doorbell suddenly rang. Wang Ye smiled slightly; it was just as he expected—she had come.

He got up and opened the door, and there stood Yulia, looking fetching at the doorway.

Upon Wang Ye opening the door, she lowered her head and quickly came in, with the door closing behind her again.

What the two of them talked about that night remains unknown, but they evidently chatted through the night, seemingly quite enjoyably...

...

The next morning, Wang Ye attended the signing ceremony and press conference.

He signed several significant letters of intent with Gu Qima, and during the interviews with journalists, he spoke at length about the bright future post-collaboration.

"I firmly believe that both countries have a robust industrial base, and their technologies were once at the forefront of the whole world!

Although we’ve temporarily fallen into a valley, as long as we strive to catch up and choose the right direction, it will only take a short amount of time for us to return to the top of the world...," he said.

After his charismatic speech, thunderous applause arose from both on and off the stage.

Clearly, Wang Ye was the absolute focus of the news for these two days!

After handling the morning’s agenda, he joined Gu Qima for lunch, which was a private banquet this time. The attendees were trusted personalities from both sides, where they could speak more freely.

"Are you really not participating in tomorrow’s election? Actually, I think..." Wang Ye tentatively asked.

Truthfully, for him, an "outsider," to ask such a thing was somewhat presumptuous.

However, Gu Qima didn’t mind, stroking his head and laughing heartily, "Ah, I’ve worked most of my life, I’m tired! Now all I want is to retire ASAP, settle down by the seaside, watch the ocean, go fishing every day... How comfortable that kind of life would be."

Whether true or false, Wang Ye could only take it for the truth for the moment.

So he continued to probe, "About the three hot candidates now, whom do you favor most?"

Gu Qima smiled slightly and shook his head, "Three? There are only two!"

Wang Ye smiled knowingly. He understood that Gu Qima meant that only those two male candidates had a real competitive force, whereas Yulia was merely making up the numbers...