Fang Chen raised his eyebrows, and looked at Kadannikov with some surprise, Yeltsin actually wanted to see him?

After receiving Kadannikov's affirmative reply, Fang Chen's expression moved slightly, feeling both helpless and interesting, he felt that the matter of his return was like a stone smashed into the lake, which really caused a lot of ripples and shocks.

And his stone can probably be called a big stone, otherwise how could there be so many things.

"What is President Yeltsin's business with me?" asked Fang Chen.

"I don't know, five days later, a discussion at Villa 15, but it's important. Kadannikov said, shaking his head.

Today, Yeltsin suddenly called him and asked him about Fang Chen's return, and then asked him to send an invitation to Fang Chen, as for what to discuss, he didn't know, only that it was very important, very important.

Fang Chen nodded lightly with a solemn face, according to this meaning, it should be a small circle of gatherings, not a separate meeting, that's fine.

It's not that Fang Chen is afraid of seeing Yeltsin, but he just thinks it's not necessary, he always thinks that it's better to keep a low profile for this kind of thing like collusion between officials and businessmen.

It is said that in the Yeltsin era, it was too common for Berezovsky and other big oligarchs to enter and leave the Kremlin, and even Berezovsky was also called the Kremlin cardinal.

In addition, he actually understood that his position in Yeltsin's heart, in addition to being a money bag, was actually a benchmark set by Yeltsin, a benchmark to show the world his attitude towards capitalism and big foreign capitalists.

In this world, what can be better than Fang Chen, who came from abroad but became the richest man in Russia, so that the countries of the world can better know that Yeltsin is welcoming and friendly to capitalism and foreign capitalists.

It would be even better if there was a close personal relationship between them.

This is also the reason why Yeltsin's small circle of people invited him to the gathering before the oath-taking ceremony, and the oath-taking ceremony made him stand in front of him.

These were all things that Fang Chen himself figured out little by little later.

As soon as the thought turned, Fang Chen couldn't help laughing at himself in his heart, in fact, for Yeltsin, it would be better if he was a white Westerner.

But who let the wind and clouds meet, from the fallen master to the automobile alliance, and then to Huaxia Bank, he Fangchen just came out of the crowd and became the so-called richest man in Russia, and gave Yeltsin a large amount of money every month.

In addition, for the West, he Fangchen is not all disadvantages, he also has a favorable condition that others do not have, that is, he has Huaxia standing behind him.

Yeltsin discolored such a red power as the Soviets, how could he not be worried about the attitude of another red power towards him.

So Yeltsin could only pinch his nose and reluctantly accept it.

Fang Chen felt that if he was from a small country, he would definitely not be able to obtain his current identity and status.

Nodding, Fang Chen agreed, he was also a little curious about what Yeltsin would talk about in such a solemn small circle this time.

Besides, Yeltsin beckoned, does he still have the freedom not to go?

"Fang, do you want to let Ivanov help you?" said Luzhkov suddenly.

Fang Chen glanced at Luzhkov helplessly, "Why are you as out of tune as Kadannikov." ”

Ivanov is a close confidant of Luzhkov and the head of the Moscow Police Department, and although it is a little more reliable to ask Ivanov to help than to send the military, it is not much more reliable.

The most important thing is that those little fallen masters are also Chinese, and he really doesn't want to use the power of Russia, especially the official power, and he doesn't want to bully people, or two devils, anyway, it doesn't feel right.

Besides, he can deal with it himself, Berezovsky's men, Ma Yun's comrades-in-arms of Wang Wu, Zongyuan and them, these armed forces, together there are four or five hundred people, and it is just enough to deal with some small masters, even if it is a big trouble, it is enough.

Luzhkov laughed dryly, and when he saw Fang Chen's resolute attitude, he stopped talking, he just felt that he had provoked the matter, and now he stood by and stood aside, and it was not bad to support him at all.

After a few more conversations, the three of them left, and Kadannikov and Luzhkov's special car left the Grand Moscow Hotel in turn.

Back in the room, Fang Chen rubbed his face fiercely, what a thing this is, he still has to care about fake and shoddy goods, he is not the mayor of Moscow, and he is not even the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, why did this pickled matter run into his hands.

But it doesn't matter, who let these little panders not only let him take the blame, but also smash his pot.

Fang Chen suddenly had a feeling at this time, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

He originally regarded this as, but now he really found that sometimes, when he went to a certain position, he had to shoulder this responsibility.

Others respect and fear him, and call him Mr. Fang, then he has to take the responsibility behind this title.

"I can't escape...... Fang Chen said faintly.

The next morning, Astai Market.

Fang Chen strolled through the narrow streets of Astai Market, Ma Yun and Hu Chimin were as careful as two generals.

To manage the matter of the little master, Fang Chen has already told them.

To be honest, it was also after hearing Fang Chen's words that Ma Yun and Hu Chimin realized how much harm these little masters would do to them, and the anger in their hearts was even stronger than Fang Chen.

For Fang Chen, the inverted master is just a piece of so much of his business, and his position in his entire business territory is not even one-tenth, but for Ma Yun and Hu Chimin, the inverted master is all they have.

Their interests, the stage, are all in the fallen master, if the fallen master collapses, they will have nothing, money, career, and opportunities to show their talents, all gone, turned into nothingness, turned into ashes.

Ma Yun himself also knew in his heart that if he didn't have this piece of the fallen master, even if Fang Chen didn't give up on him, he was still willing to give him a chance, but imagining that he was like this, the possibility of being in charge of his own house was really not very large, and it would take a long time to wait until Fang Chen continued to carry out other new businesses, after all, Fang Chen's other businesses were all mastered.

He is still quite self-aware, he can't rob Duan Yongping, Berezovsky, and even Chen Mingyong and Shen Wei.

And now that he has the opportunity to change this future, he must seize it!

Fang Chen strolled around the Astai Market with great interest, to be honest, he didn't come often, in his memory, this was probably the third time he had come to the Astai Market.

The Astai Market is similar to the last time he came, the environment is still the same simple, but it seems to be more prosperous, people are rubbing shoulders, crowded, at a glance, all of them are people, if there is a gun at this time, it is estimated that not a single bullet will be wasted, and a bullet will really eliminate a person.

There is no way, the road is not wide, there are stalls on both sides, and the middle is squeezed into the middle and can only barely stand side by side with four or five people, it is simply a sheep intestine path, for such a huge flow of people in the Astai Market, it will become a dammed lake every minute, and the water will be blocked.

If Fang Chen hadn't had bodyguards like Huiming and Han Guang to open the way, they probably wouldn't have been able to take a leisurely stroll like they are now.

Fang Chen looked at the stall owner curiously, this kind of dump is probably a little bit more advanced than the dump man who carries a bag on the road to sell goods, and he can be regarded as a small wholesaler.

All the goods in the stalls are just for display, and if there are Russians who are interested in them and buy a lot of money, these stall owners will ask them to take the Russians to their quarters and see the goods in detail.

However, above these stall owners are the shopkeepers of the shops behind them, and those who can do business in the shops can already be called a big blow for these stall owners.

But when it comes to being a shop, it's actually just a simple house built on top of two waste shipping containers, dilapidated and small.

But for these little masters who set up stalls, their ultimate dream in life is to be able to do business in it.

But most of them are just extravagant expectations, the rent is too expensive, the average rent of a shop is about 400,000 Huaxia yuan, and this is still the price after Mr. Fang came, and he used to have to pay an additional protection fee, a benefit fee, almost 100,000 yuan, after Mr. Fang came, this money was exempted, and no Russian dared to charge protection money on Mr. Fang's territory.

Everyone looked at Fang Chen and the others with some awe, even some people who didn't know Fang Chen knew who Fang Chen was in the whispers of the people next to them.

It's just that some unlucky people who don't have long eyes waved their fists at Hui Ming and Han Guang when they were gently and firmly stopped by Hui Ming and Han Guang and others.

Now these people are either walking away in disgrace or waiting for an ambulance to arrive on the side of the road, and based on the low efficiency of Moscow's ambulances, it is estimated that these people will have to wait until sunset.

But who made them swing their fists at Mr. Fang's bodyguards.

For most of the fallen masters, Hu Chimin, the general manager of Astai Market, is already a great man.

Although only one-third of the shops are under the jurisdiction of Hu Chimin, everyone knows that Hu Chimin is the person in charge of the entire Astai Market, and the order and rules of the entire Astai Market are formulated by him.

Whoever let Mr. Fang stand behind Hu Chimin, Mr. Fang's three words can make the owners of the other two-thirds of the stores have to bow their heads.

As for Ma Yun, this skinny, little man who looks very similar to aliens, has become a god-dragon's unseen existence, and the goods he transports to Moscow every month are as high as 4,000 tons, and the whole Moscow relies on his little master to eat, there are one or two thousand people, and more importantly, he can directly contact Mr. Fang, who is the person in charge of the part designated by Mr. Fang himself.

And Mr. Fang, who is surrounded by people, everyone only hears his name but does not see him, there are many people who have been in Astai Market for so long, and they have never seen Mr. Fang.

Sometimes when these shopkeepers chat, the people who have seen Mr. Fang are faintly higher than the others, because seeing Mr. Fang means that they have been in the Astai Market for a longer time, have more qualifications, and maybe they can still have some contact with Hu Chimin and Ma Yun.

Fang Chen hurriedly walked around the Astai Market, and then left directly, he felt that he was a bit of a street tiger.