"Hello, Chairman Mikhail. I'm Medvedev from Gazprom Industrial Group..."
Medvedev, seated across from Wang Ye, seemed slightly restrained.
After all, there was quite a gap in their ranks. Moreover, he was now asking Wang Ye for a favor, so naturally he had to keep a low profile.
Wang Ye, on the other hand, warmly held out his hand and shook Medvedev's, saying with a smile, "Hello. I've heard about you for a long time. Mr. Gebliev spoke very highly of you. He said that when you worked together, the two of you got along very well."
That was flattering Medvedev somewhat. Back then, Medvedev had merely been one of Gebliev's subordinates; it could hardly be called a partnership.
Clearly, Medvedev understood that as well. He smiled modestly and said humbly:
"Mr. Gebliev taught me a great deal. It truly was a pleasure working with him.
By the way, Mr. Chairman, I came today to discuss Gazprom Industrial Group's restructuring plan."
Wang Ye nodded. "I've already reviewed the proposal, but I haven't had the chance to discuss it with the members of the Economic Committee yet. As you know, the Duma has been quite busy as well."
Medvedev quickly nodded. "I understand. Actually, I brought a new proposal today, and I hope the old one can be withdrawn. I'm truly sorry. The previous proposal was submitted too hastily, and many details hadn't been fully considered. The new proposal includes many revisions and improvements."
Wang Ye was a little surprised, though he did not show it. He merely smiled and asked, "Oh? Could you give me a brief introduction to what has been changed?"
He already had a suspicion. Had the Konstantin family made its move and, by some means, "forced" Medvedev to compromise?
Of course, whether that was the case or