A little after six in the evening, in Wang Ye's private room at the Turandot Restaurant.
Wang Ye brought Stekov to meet Shoigu.
It was obvious that Shoigu had been riding high lately. His face was glowing, and he was full of vigor.
The moment they met, he gave Wang Ye a warm hug and asked affectionately, "Haha, Misha, I haven't seen much of you lately. What's been keeping you so busy?"
Wang Ye shook his head with a bitter smile. "Sigh, I've got too much on my plate. If I'd known diplomacy was such a mess, I never should have taken it over."
That was true. Most of his recent time had been spent on diplomatic affairs, constantly flying around on foreign visits.
"That's what they mean by the capable taking on more work. You're so capable, it's only right that you handle more matters. Besides, you're so young. If you don't shoulder more of the workload, are we supposed to leave it all to those old men?" Shoigu joked.
After chatting for a bit, Wang Ye introduced Stekov, who had been standing behind him, to Shoigu.
Shoigu looked Stekov over and said with a smile, "I've heard of you. You're a real man! You performed outstandingly in the Chechen War. Having you do clerical work really is a bit of a waste."
Wang Ye casually said, "That's why I brought him to see you today. I want you to arrange for him to return to a frontline unit. Stekov, tell him yourself. Where do you want to go?"
Stekov immediately saluted Shoigu and said that he wanted to join the North Caucasus Military District. His reason was that the situation there was unstable, and there might be fighting in the future. He simply wanted to go to the