When Wang Ye arrived at the New Sun Market, it was already noon.
As soon as he entered his office, Ivan knocked on the door and walked in.
"President, I heard a lot has happened these past two days, is there anything I can help with?" He asked with concern.
Wang Ye smiled and waved his hand, "No need, you can just concentrate on your own projects. This trivial matter will be resolved soon."
Wang Ye understood that if he let Ivan get involved, it would mean drawing on resources from Khodorkovsky's side.
Whether it is high-ranking official resources or others, it may solve the problem, but that was not what he wanted.
Wang Ye wanted to solve this on his own. Men, after all, should face storms on their own!
Moreover, this matter wasn't even a "storm", if he needed Khodorkovsky to help "clean up the mess" for such a small problem, his capability would be questioned.
Seeing Wang Ye so firm, Ivan stopped pressing on this matter, and started to report on his work instead.