She had come all the way to his door, and she was his fiancée. He had to give her something, at least.
But he could not give her too much. This money had important uses, after all. If he loosened the purse strings too much for Rosiana, then what about Shoigu? What about Korokoli?
He could not play favorites, could he?
But if he gave everyone a great deal, then he would not have enough money left in hand, and several major projects in preparation would be left without funding.
Wang Ye said to Rosiana, "I'm planning two major projects later on, the kind that require enormous investment. They'll be established in Moscow Oblast, so they'll count toward your oblast's GDP too."
Rosiana said unhappily, "Projects are projects, money is money. Those are two different things. Right now, funds are extremely tight on my end. We're even having trouble paying salaries to grassroots civil servants. That's why I came to ask you for help. Just tell me, are you supporting me or not?"
Of course he had to support her...
Wang Ye smiled bitterly. "How much do you need?"
Seeing that Wang Ye had relented, Rosiana immediately beamed. She narrowed her eyes and held up three fingers.
Wang Ye promptly said, "Three hundred million? No problem!"
Naturally, three hundred million was a joke. If it were only that little, Rosiana would not have needed to come to him. She could have handled it herself.
Sure enough, Rosiana pouted and said indignantly, "What three hundred million? Three hundred billion!"
Three hundred billion was no small sum.
And that was in US dollars!
Rosiana really dared to ask...
Wang Ye hurriedly shook his head. "No, no, that's too much! I'm not joking—I can allocate you one hundred billion at most. Not a