Becoming a Russian Oligarch After Rebirth
Chapter 919 - 860: Sudden Exhaustion_2

Chapter 919: Chapter 860: Sudden Exhaustion_2

Rossiyana shook her head and said:

"You are capable of intervening on his behalf, and he wouldn’t even need to think about it to achieve victory over Luzhikov.

But that would be your victory, not his!"

"Moreover, once he becomes Governor, he will face numerous problems. Are you going to solve each and every one for him?"

Wang Ye was stunned by Rossiyana’s words, falling into deep thought.

Indeed, he was making arrangements for Khodorkovsky out of his own volition.

Seeking the understanding and support from the Kremlin, and even planning his next "grand move"...

But the question is, is this what Khodorkovsky wants?

Suddenly, Wang Ye realized he wasn’t so sure...

People change, especially when their environment changes, which can set off a chain reaction.

Due to his intervention, Khodorkovsky’s fate had already undergone a tremendous change!

In the "previous life," he hadn’t had the chance to form any New Faction, let alone secure so many seats for his faction in the Duma or even announce his candidacy for election.

The moment he hinted at such intentions, he was investigated...

Luckily, he only had to spend a few years behind bars, eventually seeing the reality for what it was. Afterwards, it seemed he emigrated to another country, but Wang Ye wasn’t too certain as he hadn’t really followed up.

In this life, however, with Wang Ye’s intervention and the things he did, intentionally or not, Khodorkovsky’s fate was already altered.

At the very least, Khodorkovsky had been the center of attention lately.

One of the only two final candidates!

His New Faction, just making its debut, seized eighty seats in the Duma, pushing the Moscow Faction out of the picture to become the third largest faction!

Of course, between Wang Ye and Khodorkovsky, it’s not simple to say who "made" whom, or who helped whom.

It’s better to say that they complemented each other, each indispensable!

Without Wang Ye, Khodorkovsky could only be his Oil tycoon self, as he failed to successfully acquire Siberian Oil Company and was too preoccupied to pursue his "ideals."

At the same time, without Wang Ye quietly resolving conflicts and easing relations between him and the Kremlin, Khodorkovsky might have ended up in jail!

Similarly, Wang Ye also could not do without Khodorkovsky’s assistance.

When faced with that cheque, if Wang Ye had chosen to take the money and leave, there would certainly not have been a "Mikhail."

Nor would there be the emerging political star with a plethora of titles such as "Duma First Vice Speaker," "Chairman of the National Economic Development Committee," and "Chairman of the National Foreign Affairs Committee"!

Even Wang Ye’s initial interactions with political figures were through Khodorkovsky’s connections.

It can be said that since Wang Ye chose to stay, becoming "Mikhail,"

His fate became intertwined with Khodorkovsky’s, hardly separable...

...

According to Wang Ye’s understanding of Khodorkovsky, the man was also proud!

And that wasn’t hard to understand.

To rise from nothing to a tycoon and Energy Tycoon with a net worth of billions within just over a decade, all by the age of thirty-six or thirty-seven!

That would make anyone proud...

Without sufficient self-confidence, it would be impossible to reach such heights.

Khodorkovsky was such a person!

Even though Wang Ye, in terms of talent in business or politics, seemed to outshine Khodorkovsky,

it was something even Khodorkovsky had to admit.

But he couldn’t possibly abandon himself entirely, following all of Wang Ye’s arrangements...

After all, he was still the "elder"!

...

Thinking of this, Wang Ye felt a bit silent. He nodded his head and muttered, "I took this matter for granted. Upon serious thought, the position of governor might not really be such a good job for uncle. If he were to be governor, there are plenty of other places he could choose from. Although those regions may not compare to Moscow in terms of economy and population, they also don’t have as many headaches."

Indeed, Russia is vast, with so many state-level administrative regions nationwide; for oligarchs like Khodorkovsky and A Bu, becoming a governor is not too difficult.

Look at A Bu, isn’t he the governor of Chukotka?

Out of sight, out of mind; nobody even oversees him. He doesn’t need to live there; he can just telecommute via phone and internet.

If Khodorkovsky really wanted to imitate A Bu, he could just pick a remote region, throw in some money to run in the election, and getting the governor’s position would be like taking candy from a baby!

Of course, Moscow State is the heart of the country, the most important state without question!

But the problem is, the interpersonal relationships here are the most complex, and the place is full of messiness from top to bottom.

Everyone knows that Luzhikov has managed here for so many years.

If you, Khodorkovsky, suddenly take over, would those underneath you accept you?

Or rather, do you really plan to completely replace all those working under you?

Maybe Khodorkovsky isn’t interested in the governor’s position at all!

...

By now, the convoy was already driving down a spacious street.

The night in Moscow was brilliantly lit, the scenery enchanting, and there were still quite a few people laughing and playing on the sidewalks.

It was early July, the best season of the year, and the brief "spring blossom" period for Moscow.

If it were a month or two earlier or later, the streets would have been deserted by this time.

Looking through the car window at a group of noisy young people on the sidewalk, Wang Ye actually felt a bit envious.

Those young people were probably college students, about the same age as Wang Ye, but they lived carefree lives, without having to worry about national finances, regional relations, or factional struggles.

They only needed to worry about possibly failing a course this semester, or running short on living expenses and thinking of an excuse to ask for more money from home.

Or more self-reliant ones might choose to get a part-time job to support themselves.

Life was simple, busy, and fulfilling!

And there was Wang Ye, their peer, dealing every day with a bunch of "old foxes" that would eat you without spitting out the bones; he had to be even more "cunning" and more dominant than these old foxes!

After several years of "training," the current Wang Ye had naturally become adept and accustomed to it.

But this kind of life with a mask, after a long time, is really tiring...

Perhaps it was because the work schedule had been too intense recently, starting with the Duma Election, followed by the establishment of two committees, then laying out The Great Infrastructure Construction Plan, immediately after that traveling abroad extensively, and just upon returning, the five-trillion investment plan was launched.

This series of activities, for others, would be the workload of two or three years!

But for Wang Ye, it was merely a little over two months, indicating how heavy his workload was!

Or perhaps it was because he had a major action in the works, with everything ready and eager to make a big splash, only to find out that he had been wrong from the start...

Wang Ye suddenly felt very tired.

It was a tiredness that came from within, an exhaustion from the heart.

There’s a saying that an adult’s breakdown often happens in an instant.

That’s exactly Wang Ye’s current situation; he has always been tensed up, working at high intensity and beyond capacity, dealing with various thorny issues.

But after all, he is not superhuman!

Keep in mind, he’s only twenty-two years old this year. Even with his past life’s experiences, he’s starting to feel unable to keep up.

...

Perhaps sensing Wang Ye’s downcast spirit, Rossiyana next to him let out a soft sigh and understandingly said,

"Your intentions were good; I believe Uncle Khodorkovsky will be able to appreciate that.

As long as you explain things properly to him, I believe he would be interested in the position."

She hadn’t finished her sentence when Wang Ye waved his hand, smiling bitterly, "There’s no need to comfort me. Regardless of what uncle thinks, I indeed didn’t consider this matter carefully enough."