Thinking that he might have the chance to take the helm of the Kremlin in four years, Medvedev's face flushed with excitement!
He picked up his beer mug and took a sip of beer, trying to mask his excitement, but his slightly trembling hand gave him away...
After Wang Ye finished speaking, he looked at Medvedev with a cheerful smile, waiting for his reply.
Once he had somewhat calmed down, Medvedev began to speak, "Well... honestly, I've never thought about it before. In fact, Misha, I think you are the best candidate. Isn't ruling the Kremlin more meaningful and a better platform to display your talent than being the Duma Speaker?"
He needed to figure out why Mikhail was not willing to participate in the next general election and instead was passing the opportunity to himself!
After all, in the upcoming election four years later, if Mikhail were to participate, his chances of winning would be extremely high, with virtually no competition.
