A little after three in the afternoon, when Wang Ye was reviewing documents in his office, there was a knock on the door and Anton entered.
"Mr. Mikhail, I would like to ask for two days off. There's something at home that needs my attention. Of course, during my leave, the company will send someone else to protect you," Anton reported with a grave expression, standing in front of Wang Ye's desk.
Putting down the documents, Wang Ye stood up and walked over to put his arm around Anton's shoulder.
Anton was a head taller than him, a big guy almost two meters tall. So even with Wang Ye's height, he had to tiptoe slightly to put his arm around Anton's shoulder.
"Come, let's sit down and talk," Wang Ye gestured towards the sofa, an arm still around Anton.
"Are you guys affiliated with the Yukos Group, or do you have an independent security company?" Wang Ye inquired interestingly.
