Chapter 414 Finally, I'm smart for once (pointing out bugs): What does this have to do with you?

The next day, as soon as they got up, Wang Xiao and Ivanov were busy as spinning tops again.

What are you busy with? Making money!

Whether the president wanted to use them as role models to show the oligarchs that pleasing the president would bring them rich rewards, or whether the president wanted to use them to warn the oligarchs that they should behave themselves and work hard to be rewarded, it was all a matter of debate.

Since they've already received the presidential order, they have no reason not to take action.

New shares must be issued immediately.

Neither of the two oil companies can be left out.

After receiving the newly issued shares, Wang Xiao looked left and right, and finally reached out and touched the new shares of Shulgut Oil Company.

She couldn't help but feel emotional.

Last autumn, she and Ivanov almost lost their lives in the Siberian snowstorm over shares in the Surgut oil field.

The gun was firing, and a life-or-death race was unfolding on the street.

She had never been so miserable in both her previous and current lives.

She and Ivanov only managed to save their lives by flattering Punonin.

As a result, they were forced to pay an additional $100 million in taxes.

That's a hundred million US dollars!

And now? It's just a flimsy piece of paper with the president's signature, and suddenly 30% of the shares are available. The price of the new shares isn't even as much as the taxes they paid.

Wang Xiao glanced up at the new stock of Siberian Oil Company on his right and couldn't help but sigh, "Berezovsky must be going crazy right now."

Since missing out on the Siberian Oil Company's share auction, this guy hasn't given up and has been secretly buying shares.

Ivanov scoffed, "Let him be, it's none of his business anymore."

Wang Xiao didn't care whether they were angry or not. It would be fun if these oligarchs were all furious and exploded.

What can be done?

On the night Korzhakov made the arrests, the oligarchs urgently broadcast the news on television, condemning it as an election-disrupting operation, which firmly and forcefully stated their position—this is also why Wang Xiao affirmed their actions.

The public support they garnered was secondary; the most important thing was that through this action, they made their stance clear to the president, forcing him to make a choice.

If the president favors Korzhakov, he will lose the support of these oligarchs.

This was one of the main reasons why the president ultimately decided to dismiss Korzhakov and others.

Therefore, the oligarchs relied on media exposure, and Korzhakov's actions were perfectly justifiable; in fact, they could be praised as a brilliant counterattack.

If you don't show your claws, others will think you're easy to bully. Traditional bureaucrats also don't realize just how important the media you control really is.

But at the same time, weren't their actions also a form of coercion? They used a tough stance to force the president to choose between them and Korzhakov.

Korzhakov was truly a close friend of the president, the kind of close friend with whom he could drink and share his innermost thoughts.

Could the president be happy about being forced to abandon Korzhakov? No one would be happy.

However, those in power generally like to glorify themselves. They will not be willing to admit that they abandoned their old friend after weighing the pros and cons; they will only blame it on the aggressive behavior of the oligarchs.

Therefore, this presidential decree, while promoting her and Ivanov, was also a counterattack and warning to the oligarchs.

He doesn't like being manipulated by them; they'll have to bear the consequences of doing so.

Wang Xiao almost felt sorry for Berezovsky. Every time the president was about to warn the oligarchs, he would be the first one to be singled out and secretly slapped.

Who told him to be the founder of the Queshan Club and the one who spearheaded the Davos Accord?

If you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight; being slapped a few times is inevitable.

Ivanov asked Wang Xiao for his opinion: "Let's build a power plant and a fertilizer plant."

To put it bluntly, the money is just moving from one hand to the other. Even without issuing new shares, they would still use this money for these kinds of things.

Wang Xiao nodded.

Although her intuition told her that even if they didn't build power plants and fertilizer plants on Sakhalin Island, the president wouldn't care. He was just using any excuse, under the guise of issuing new stock to reward her.

But since they had already planned to do it, they had no reason to stop.

It's like they were given billions of dollars for nothing.

How should we evaluate this? Let's just say it's the warmth of spring.

As April progresses, the weather in Moscow grows warmer day by day. The spring breeze turns the earth green and brings birdsong and fragrant flowers. It's time to put welcoming the red pandas at the airport on the agenda.

But before that, the red panda's home should be inspected.

Early Sunday morning, Wang Xiao and Ivanov, who had finally managed to find some free time, excitedly went to a farm in the suburbs to see the renovated red panda enclosure.

As soon as the two arrived at the edge of the farm, they heard exclamations and laughter coming from ahead. It turned out that the farm children were catching fish.

The two of them were now completely rooted to the spot; they had to join in the fun.

Wang Xiao asked for a one-piece rubber boot suit, ready to put it on and go into the water. She was skilled at fishing; she had actually done it before and had scooped up fish herself.

But Ivanov stopped her abruptly: "You can't. Your leg was broken before. You can't be exposed to the cold again."

Russians don't have this concept, but he was deeply influenced by Ms. Chen Yanqiu, and now he strongly agrees with the idea of ​​coldness.

Seeing his eagerness, Wang Xiao delivered a KO: "Your leg was also injured, and it took longer to heal than mine, so you can't go into the water either."

Come on, let's hurt each other! Either we all fish together, or nobody gets to touch the water.

Unfortunately, she underestimated Ivanov.

He stared at the water for a long time, itching to get in, but finally gritted his teeth and said, "I won't go in, and you shouldn't either."

Then the two of them stood on the shore, watching the bodyguards who were busy catching fish, and could only stare helplessly.

Wang Xiao couldn't leave the field, nor could she stop her from participating. She was still directing from the shore: "This way, this way!"

Xiao Gao and Xiao Zhao were building a dam to stop the fish from escaping when they heard the noise. They responded loudly, but then turned their backs to the boss, knowing that if they listened to her nonsensical instructions, they wouldn't be able to eat any fish today.

She thought this was fishing in rice paddies in China, and that method simply didn't apply to rivers.

The water splashed loudly as the frightened fish slapped against the surface, and one fish, in its panic, jumped into the bucket. Wang Xiao quickly ran over to see what was happening and couldn't stop laughing.

Then her joy turned to sorrow. The fish could move, and with a sudden spin and leap, Wang Xiao couldn't open her eyes. The fish slapped her hard in the face.

The strong fishy smell made Wang Xiao ejaculate on the spot.

While eating grilled fish at lunchtime, Ivanov smiled mischievously and said, "How about I get you something else? You can skip the fish and have some tofu soup instead?"

"Oh no!" Wang Xiao glared at him fiercely.

She had just washed her entire body with sulfur soap, as she always felt that shower gel didn't clean as well as regular soap. Even so, she still felt a fishy smell emanating from her face and head.

But would that stop her from eating grilled fish? No, she could hypnotize herself into believing that the fishy smell was just from the grilled fish and had nothing to do with her.

Russians generally don't eat spicy food; they can't handle even a little bit of spice.

Therefore, the grilled fish that became popular outside of the Chinese community is not spicy, but garlic flavor dominates.

Russians love garlic, and grilled fish with lots of garlic and onions suits their taste perfectly. Almost every weekend, large numbers of diners travel from the city to the farm to take a walk, eat grilled fish, and then return to the city with cheap fruits and vegetables.

Wang Xiao also tried the garlic flavor this time. She discovered that the garlic, roasted and then soaked in the fish soup, had a unique taste. Add to that a mushroom sauce made from locally grown mushrooms poured over it, and wow! It's definitely a perfect accompaniment to rice.

However, since Russian rice is more suitable for making porridge than rice, the staple food served with the grilled fish was still steamed buns. Taking a bite of grilled fish, a bite of steamed bun, and then a sip of fish soup with pickled cucumbers, the taste was absolutely amazing.

Ivanov ate while watching her and laughing, making Wang Xiao want to punch him: "What? Eat your food! Do you have to eat it up your nose?"

Then she had Xiao Gao and Xiao Zhao herd the fish into his arms so that he could also take a big fish home.

Ivanov laughed even harder, shaking his head as he laughed: "No, no, no, I just think you're really easy to take care of."

Look, it's just fish that was just caught from the river, and the vegetables it comes with are the simplest kind grown on the farm. She still eats it with great relish. Isn't she easy to raise?

Before Wang Xiao could speak, someone outside came over to greet him.

It was Punoning. The tax police major general, who rarely had free time, took his wife and children to the suburbs for a spring outing and also came to eat grilled fish as a change of pace.

He smiled and asked Ivanov, "What are you two talking about? You seem to be having a great time?"

Ivanov couldn't help but laugh: "I said the king is easy to feed; he's eating so happily on the farm."

Punonin nodded in deep agreement.

He saw how those bankers ate, in high-end restaurants in Moscow, with officials, where a single meal could cost tens of thousands of dollars.

Yes, that's their money, they can spend it however they want.

But is such extravagance necessary? Wouldn't it be better to come to the countryside for a farm-style meal and eat the freshest food?

He glanced at Ivanov approvingly. She had good taste; Wang was a suitable wife, a down-to-earth person.

Even Lydia thought it made a lot of sense, and when the two groups ate together, she even offered to scoop soup for Wang Xiao.

This joyful atmosphere continued until after lunch, when everyone went to the renovated manor to see where the red pandas lived.

When Lydia heard that the manor, which had been vacant and only occasionally used for rest, had been specially renovated to house red pandas, her expression became somewhat complicated.

When she heard Wang Xiao and Ivanov discussing building a special greenhouse to grow bamboo for the red pandas, she couldn't help but ask, "Is it really necessary to build a greenhouse?"

Good heavens! It's just keeping a pet, does it really need to make such a big fuss? And building such a tall greenhouse, while many people can't even build the most basic greenhouse in their vegetable gardens in the suburbs.

“Yes.” Wang Xiao nodded matter-of-factly, feeling sorry for the little pandas. “Before the bamboo grows, they can only eat things that are air-freighted, because they are afraid they won’t be fresh.”

Unfortunately, you can't feed them apples all the time, otherwise they really will get diabetes.

Lydia really didn't know what to say. She had always known that Wang Xiao had a habit of eating air-freighted fruit, but in Moscow, it wasn't an unacceptable thing.

Because the local area does not produce fruit most of the time.

But keeping pets is different. Who keeps a cat or dog and then has to airlift food to them every day? That's just too extravagant.

Lydia couldn't criticize her, so she could only subtly inquire of her husband during walks: "Why don't the King and Ivan have a child?"

If she had a child, she probably wouldn't be causing all this trouble.

Wouldn't it be better to spend money on children than on baby pandas?

She explained, "They always said they were too busy to have children. Now they have time to raise red pandas, so surely they can't say they still don't have time to have children?"

Punonin didn't know how to explain, so he told his wife, "Wang is afraid of giving birth. She saw Chechen women giving birth in the police concentration camp and was terrified. She was so scared that she trembled all over and vomited. She has a psychological trauma about childbirth."

He sighed, "Wang is different from others. If she's afraid of having children, then she shouldn't have them. Anyway, the two of them don't care."

He doesn't care whether Wang Xiao has children or not; what really bothers him is that the two of them haven't gotten married yet.

He couldn't feel at ease until they got married, fearing that Wang Xiao might get upset one day and dump Ivan.

At this point, Punonin couldn't help but ask his wife, "Why do you think the king doesn't want to get married?"

His wife had been looking forward to getting married for a long time, and she agreed as soon as he proposed.

Given the relationship between the king and Ivan, the king holds absolute power. If the king so desires, Ivan would certainly be eager to hold the wedding immediately.

However, instead of getting an answer from his wife, Punonin, who was full of expectations, received a cold shoulder from her.

Lydia's face was frosty, and she coldly uttered, "How should I know? After all, just as you said, the Queen is different from everyone else; she's unlike any other woman!"

With that, she turned and left angrily.

Punonin was stunned. It wasn't until his wife's figure disappeared at the end of the courtyard that he belatedly realized that Lydia seemed to be angry.

But why was she angry? He couldn't understand what was making her angry at all.

Because they were going to keep red pandas in this courtyard, they also had a housekeeper. The old lady who was the housekeeper specially prepared apple pie for the owners. When Ivan came over to invite his friends and their family to eat, he saw Punonin looking dumbfounded.

"Flamikil, where's Lydia? Come and have some apple pie, it's best eaten while it's hot."

Punonin opened his mouth, unsure how to answer. Had his wife entered menopause so soon? Good heavens, Lydia had only recently turned 40.

His son, Tonya, repeated his father and mother's words like a broken record.

To be honest, he also found his mother unbelievable. They had been talking fine at first, so why did she suddenly get angry?

Oh my God, just like the girls at school, he has absolutely no idea what his mother is thinking.

Ivanov was utterly speechless. Why did you two have to talk about other people's business?

He's even thinking about getting married and having children, but so far, the king refuses to sleep with him, which is his biggest headache.

He didn't accept Wang's logic of distancing herself because she supposedly liked him. He reasoned that Wang's personality was always strong, and he couldn't find a better solution than to respect her decision.

Ivanov rolled his eyes in annoyance: "Mind your own business! You two are arguing and you drag us into it. Aren't we being wronged?"

Punoning was so angry he almost fell over backwards. He laughed in his fury, thinking, "What a heartless bastard!"

"What do I have to argue about with Lydia? We've never argued. It's all because you're so useless!"

Wang Xiao stood by and watched, chuckling to himself.

She just couldn't understand why so many people had no sense of boundaries at all.

How other people use their money, their bodies, and their uteruses is their business. Why should they care?

They're just bored and have nothing better to do!

Ms. Chen Yanqiu is one thing. But my own mother! She's the one who gave me this body, so it's not that I can't tolerate her nagging a bit.

Who do the others think they are? Go cool off somewhere else.

However, in front of Punonin, she still stuck to her principles and criticized him without hesitation: "Flamikil, do you really not know how to communicate with people? Are you deliberately trying to quarrel with Lydia?"

Punoning was truly wronged. If he were familiar with Chinese folklore, he would surely say that he was even more wronged than Dou E, and then casually point out that the two of them were biting the hand that feeds them, not recognizing the kindness in others' hearts.

Who was he doing this for? Wasn't it all for them?

“How could I possibly want to argue with Lydia? We’re just talking about you guys.”

“No, sir, don’t shift the blame to us. It was you, it was you who angered Lydia.”

Wang Xiao couldn't help but complain, "After you said that I was afraid of childbirth, you could have directly expressed your guilt about Lydia's childbirth. She bore children for you and endured tremendous pressure and fear, but before that, you didn't realize this at all. You didn't know that women are afraid of childbirth, and you thought it was all a matter of course."

Ivanov chimed in, "Exactly! You could take this opportunity to hug Lydia and express your gratitude for her sacrifices and contributions to the family."

Everyone needs to be affirmed, right?

She did so much, and you didn't see it. Anyone would have turned against her if she were in her shoes.

"besides--"

Wang Xiao was utterly speechless. "Don't say things like other women are different in front of your wife. No two leaves are exactly alike, just as no two people are exactly the same. Who isn't unique? To you, your wife is even more unique."

Punonin instinctively explained, "I just want to tell Lydia why you won't have children. All women are having children, all the women around us are having children. Of course, I'm not saying you're wrong, I just want Lydia to understand why."

Wang Xiao rolled her eyes and said coldly, "There's no need for that. Every adult has the right to choose their own life and be responsible for it. Alright, Vlamikil, go and find your wife and tell her that you realize your mistake. You've always been grateful for her care of the family, and you know the sacrifices she's made for it. You're just used to not saying anything."

Ivanov reached out and nudged him: "That's right, hurry up and go, don't just stand there."

It's only because Lydia has a good temper; otherwise, how could a guy like Punonin, who has no sense of romance, have found a wife?

Wang Xiao urged Tonya and Lena, "You two should come over too. After your father has comforted your mother, go and tell her that you thank her for risking her life and enduring immense pain to give birth to you, and for raising you to adulthood and taking such good care of you."

The two middle school students were confused, but they still obediently followed their father.

Even Dad believes Miss Wang's words, so what reason do they have to doubt her?

Wang Xiao added, "Remember, these are all your own ideas, so don't mention my name again."

For a housewife like Lydia, a happy and fulfilling family life, a loving husband, and well-behaved and sensible children are the greatest achievements.

To get her to smile through her tears, we need to fully amplify and affirm this achievement.

In this way, Lydia can regain her advantage in her mind. Look, the king may seem to have endless glory on the surface, but does she have a loving husband and obedient and successful children? No! She is just a lonely woman.

Therefore, don't sacrifice yourself casually, especially silently. Sunshine has no fragrance; your sacrifices will only be taken for granted by others.

It takes the rebellious ones who are unwilling to make sacrifices to remind those who enjoy the benefits of those sacrifices before they realize this.

Ivanov could certainly see the intention behind Wang Xiao's arrangement.

He felt extremely uncomfortable. Why should the king be wronged to appease Lydia? They were the ones who had done wrong.

If one had to pinpoint what he disliked about the Soviet Union, it would be its collectivist lifestyle—its disrespect for others' privacy and its constant meddling in other people's lives.

"Wang, I'm sorry you had to go through this." Ivanov said apologetically, putting his hand on Wang Xiao's shoulder.

The latter shook his head: "It's alright, it's nothing."

In any business, how can you not feel aggrieved when dealing with customers?

Just treat Lydia as a business contact; she doesn't necessarily need to be friends.

Many people actively approached her, wanting to be her friend.

“Let’s build a zoo,” Ivanov said, racking his brains until he finally came up with an idea. “Let’s expand this place and raise more animals, including red pandas and other fun animals.”

Wang Xiao was both amused and exasperated, and looked at him teasingly: "What, do you feel that I've been wronged, so you want to make it up to me?"

Wow, what a domineering CEO!

Ivanov shook his head, staring intently at her: "No, I just want you to be happy. I don't want you to be unhappy."

He really doesn't like Lydia anymore; she always makes things inexplicably annoying for him.

Wang Xiao smiled and touched his face: "It's alright, it's nothing. You always make me happy."

Ivanov was about to say that his performance development was less than 1%, and that he could make her even happier.

Lyuba brought over Wang Xiao's phone. Although Russia's base station infrastructure is weak, as the capital, Moscow still has no problem making phone calls.

Wang Xiao answered the phone. It was Chubais's voice on the other end: "Miss Wang, are you in Moscow? If so, please come to the Sparrow Mountain Club immediately."

Wang Xiao replied uninterestedly, "No, I'm on vacation at the farm. I'm not interested in any clubs."

“God, madam, please end your vacation, something has happened.” Chubais’s voice sounded anxious. “The Communist Party of the Russian Federation is playing dirty tricks. They are attacking the government as a puppet of the Jews and saying that the president is a puppet regime supported by Jewish capitalists.”

Wang Xiao almost burst out laughing. Wow! The Russian Communist Party has finally stood up for itself!

She knew it! As Russia's oldest and largest political party, the Communist Party of the Russian Federation should have shown its true colors long ago. Their previous tactics were weak and ineffective.

This time, they finally got the president's campaign team to their sore spot.

Even Chubais has Jewish ancestry. His mother was a Lithuanian Jew, and his father was Russian.

Not to mention that six out of the seven oligarchs have Jewish ancestry.

Unfortunately, Jews don't have a very good reputation throughout Europe.

Schindler's List truly glorifies Jews. In fact, when Germany expelled Jews, other European countries verbally condemned them, but they themselves were unwilling to accept Jews.

There is a widely circulated proverb that says it all: If there is no water in your tap, it is because the Jews have drunk the last drop.

If the Communist Party of the Russian Federation seizes this opportunity and makes a big deal out of it, it will be a powerful blow to the president's heart.

So Wang Xiao had to end her vacation early and drive to Sparrow Mountain.

When she got on the bus, she received the latest newspaper, which was a subscription from the farm's library. The postman had just delivered it when Wang Xiao snatched it away.

Let's see what's written in the newspaper.

The shadow government—the real power behind the Russian Federation government.

The news report was accompanied by a photo of Chubais and the seven oligarchs.

The report detailed the family backgrounds of these individuals, emphasizing that former Deputy Prime Minister Chubais, a Jewish man who orchestrated the privatization, practically gave away Russia's most valuable and promising industries to other Jewish capitalists at extremely low prices, making them the richest people in Russia overnight.

Upon seeing this, Wang Xiao almost burst into applause.

Like striking a snake at its vital spot, the Russian Communist Party, after much back and forth, has finally grasped the key point.

Look at what's written in the newspapers; it's so inflammatory.

Why are you so poor and destitute? Because your property, your family's property, and even the property of the entire nation have been stolen by the Jews.

These Jews have always been thieves.

The president's economic reforms have been a complete mess, but they, as businessmen, still support them because they have benefited greatly from them.

But they were not satisfied with stealing Russia's state assets; they also wanted to treat the president as their puppet, to be manipulated by them, in order to steal Russia's state power.

Finally, the report also urged people to stock up on tap water as soon as possible, and if that's not enough, to dig more wells in the yards of their suburban houses.

It's to prevent the Jews from drinking the last drop of water from the tap, which would leave everyone dying of thirst.

Wang Xiao laughed as she read, saying that Russia is a great producer of writers, and that their writing is so eloquent that it should give the Kremlin a headache for a while.

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