Reborn in Russia as a Big Shot

Chapter 110 Oligarch Evan

Peter Even was a leading economist in the late Soviet Union and served as Russia's Minister of Foreign Economic Relations in 1991, where he spearheaded Russia's early foreign trade and foreign investment policies after independence.

At the end of 1992, the government was reorganized, and Evan left public office to enter the business world.

He joined the Alfa Group in 1994, serving as president of Alfa Bank, and transformed it into Russia's largest private bank.

Alfa Bank is the most important core asset of the Alfa Group, and Evan is the actual controller, holding 12.5% ​​of the shares for a long time.

Within the entire Alpha network of interests, he is the second most important person after Friedman.

Friedman and Potanin were playing a poker game, and Evan was qualified to be at the table. He held not only the money bag but also the intelligence center.

The first generation of oligarchs made their fortunes by dividing up state-owned assets after the collapse of the Soviet Union; whoever found the most money got to take the most.

Alfa Bank's books hold too many secrets that never see the light of day.

Evan was also an expert on oil paintings and a collector of avant-garde art. André went to great lengths to find Chagall's "Birthday," which perfectly suited his collecting tastes.

I didn't bring the original painting this time, only a photograph.

"I really don't understand this stuff. If it were up to my aesthetic standards, it would be worthless. I could only appreciate the naked women in Potanin's house. I wanted to buy it from him, but he wouldn't sell it to me," Andrei said with a wide grin, mocking himself.

He appeared to be a rough man, but his words both emphasized his personal relationship with Potanin and elevated Evan's status.

"Where is this painting?" Evan's mind was racing.

Andrei took out a prepared note, leaned forward, and placed it on the coffee table near Evan, saying slowly, "This is the seller's contact information. You can find someone to talk to them yourself."

Evan picked up the note, glanced at it, put it away, and struck up a conversation: "Are you planning to make art collecting a profession?"

"I was blind to have all my savings taken by that woman. If I don't come up with a solution, I can't just ask my children for money."

Andrei then changed the subject, asking, "Are you interested in internet investment? Shopee is looking for funding, and I have connections."

Evan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and said deliberately, "Isn't that your son-in-law's company?"

"You're quite well-informed," Andrei admitted.

Evan explained, "According to Potanin, now that you're in the spotlight, you can't hide this from those below."

"Shopee isn't doing too well. The iPhone will be coming in in October. Let your son-in-law know so he can start preparing early."

Alpha Telecom also participated in the cooperation negotiations to introduce the iPhone.

"Isn't this just preparation?"

"Trying to get me to invest?" Evan said with a wry smile.

"I asked Peter how to make online shopping a success, and he said just burn money. It's all about who has more money; you win by wearing everyone else down." Andrei chuckled meaningfully, "Who can beat you when it comes to having more money?"

Evan was indeed tempted. He stopped joking and asked seriously, "Have you discussed this with your son-in-law? Internet financing isn't just about money; it's also about resources. He couldn't even reach an agreement with Yande, so how could he possibly want my money?"

Andrei: "I didn't say that, but as long as you're willing, I can definitely make it happen. I'll just say I want to invest. He can't possibly refuse to give face to me, his father-in-law, can he?"

"However, we need to make things clear: you can have the shares, but not the voting rights. As his elder, I can't let him down."

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"Your anonymous shareholding will make it easier for him to get a loan from Alpha. And to put it another way, if you don't make money on this investment, I'll compensate you for any losses."

"With such generous terms, you must have some additional requirements, right?" Evan's gaze sharpened, and he preemptively said, "If it's about the Huo family, then don't bring it up."

"My brother-in-law is now in the same cell as Huo, and he can help get some food and drink." Andrei counted on his fingers, "Huo's sentence is up to 11 years. Even if it's not reduced, he only has less than four years left. If he just hangs on, it will pass quickly."

"I'm not asking you to help get him out, I'm just afraid that when the time is almost up, you'll find another reason to extend his sentence."

Evan said, "As long as he pleads guilty, he will definitely be released after serving his sentence."

"I visited him in prison before Christmas and tried to persuade him for a long time to apologize to the Kremlin and admit his guilt, but he just wouldn't."

Fearing Evan would refuse, Andrei proactively absolved himself of responsibility, saying, "If something I don't want to see happens, as long as you've done your best, even if you haven't been able to help, I won't make things difficult for you."

Evan cautioned, "You're now one of Potanin's people. It's not good to get too close to the Huo family. You should avoid suspicion."

Andrei: "I just wanted to do my part as a friend and see him get out of prison safely and start a new life."

Evan smiled and said, "If Shopee really succeeds, the returns from the first round of financing could be several times, or even ten times. This doesn't seem like something as simple as friendship."

"I'm a sentimental person. I don't forget old friends when I make new ones. You helped my son-in-law, so we're friends now." Andrei raised his water glass. "The doctor doesn't allow me to drink alcohol, so please don't mind."

Li Xiang had already arrived in Jeju Island, so he took the opportunity to visit Subuda. Wu Yun was also in South Korea; she had come to spend the Lunar New Year with her daughter.

After a quick meal, Li Xiang returned to the hotel.

Unexpectedly, the next morning, Subuda found the hotel room alone, and as soon as he took off his down jacket, the atmosphere became ambiguous.

Subu was wearing a nude apricot-colored sheer halter-neck corset.

"What are you wearing? Is this what French women used to wear as corsets?" Li Xiang glanced at it briefly before looking away.

Subu held her breath, slowly walked up to Li Xiang, spun around in place, and showed him off, "Does it look good? I bought this outfit a long time ago and have always wanted to wear it to show you."

"I told my mom I was out shopping with a friend, and I can stay here with you until evening."

"Do you remember that morning run? I promised you that if you helped me find my dad, I would follow you from now on. I've come to keep my promise."

Li Xiang's lower body was slightly impulsive, but his upper body was very clear. He said with a serious face, "You misunderstood. I didn't look for Pavel because of you. His death was related to me. If I hadn't supplied him with goods, he wouldn't have thought of getting involved in smuggling."

"Besides, your mother works for me; she's part of my core team, and she's the one I care about."

Li Xiang said quite bluntly, "You are her weakness. If I control you, I control her. Do you understand? I'm nice to you for a reason. There's no need to be grateful to me, but don't hate me either."

Subu stood there blankly, then suddenly smiled and said, "My mom told me that you have ulterior motives for talking to my dad. If you're using this to make me fulfill my promise, then it's not worth it."

"I practically offered myself to you, and you still refused me. In that case, you're pretty good. Even if you didn't get a perfect score, you barely passed."

Li Xiang was a little confused, and after a while, he retorted, "What's wrong with your brain? I'll say it again, I care about Sister Wuyun. If anything happens between us, it will affect my relationship with your mother."