Lying Low and Building Strength

All day long, Wang Ye had been somewhat distracted at work.

He knew perfectly well that on the surface, Gebliev was simply having a meal with him and making casual conversation.

But behind it, there was surely the Kremlin's intent. They wanted to determine his stance—which side was he on?

Did that mean the Kremlin was about to make its move?

So he had to handle this with caution.

One wrong move could bring about a catastrophic crisis...

Logically speaking, all this trouble had been brought on by Khovchenko.

It would not be difficult for Wang Ye to resolve it. All he needed was to draw a clear line between himself and Khovchenko on some occasion or over some minor matter, state his position, and declare that he firmly supported the Kremlin faction.

Then there naturally would not be any more trouble.

But he was unwilling to do that, because he could not bring himself to be so ruthless...

People said that real politicians could not let emotions influence them, that they considered only gains and losses in their actions and never feelings.

But Wang Ye still could not go that far!

Khovchenko had helped him too much. Perhaps, in the beginning, Khovchenko had intended to make use of him, but by now, although the two were not truly uncle and nephew, their bond had long surpassed that of blood relatives!

Wang Ye lived by one principle: repay even a drop of kindness with a gushing spring.

Yet Khovchenko had shown him the kindness of a gushing spring, and he had not truly repaid him yet...

If he betrayed Khovchenko for the sake of his own political future, Wang Ye probably would not be able to sleep peacefully for the rest of his life. His conscience would never be at