Layers of Mystery

Wang Ye found himself at a loss for words.

He understood that Khovchenko was merely trying to comfort him.

How could the shares of Crimea Investment Company possibly be compared to Yukos Group?

In terms of revenue and profit, Crimea Investment Company had no revenue at all, let alone profit. It was still at the stage of pouring money into it.

Of course, perhaps ten years from now, Crimea Investment Company would truly be qualified to rival Yukos Group.

But who knew...

Khovchenko had said it only to make Wang Ye feel better. Perhaps even he himself had not considered what Crimea Investment Company might become in the future.

Another silence fell. After quite a while, Wang Ye finally said helplessly,

"Is this really the only way?

Why can someone make a few casual moves and toss us around so badly?"

He truly was unhappy.

This was also the first time since entering politics that he had experienced what it meant to have the will but lack the power.

Someone merely had to direct a few "pawns" and push for the revocation of Yukos Group's oil export rights, and Wang Ye's side was already struggling to respond.

It had even forced Khovchenko to break up his controlling stake, push Wang Ye into the position of largest shareholder, and bring in foreign capital just to deal with this crisis.

Although doing so should achieve the desired result and resolve the crisis without drawing attention.

Still, no matter how one looked at it, they were being terribly passive.

The other side had suffered no losses at all and could simply pretend nothing had happened.

Hearing Wang Ye's complaints, Khovchenko smiled.

He took it quite calmly and said casually,

"Doesn't China have a proverb? What was it called...

Right, a man has