#175 I will handle it myself. I, too, continued with a rigid face.
"When I first met the President, I said I wanted to be friends. I have no interest in Russia's politics or internal affairs. But the fact that others do not see it that way, though somewhat expected, does not leave a good taste."
Putin, who had briefly revealed a sliver of emotion, instantly returned to his usual expression.
"Ivanov came to see you? And then told you to stay away from me, is that it?"
"He showed up unannounced and spoke bluntly. He asked what my intentions were in being by Putin’s side, and said to stop meddling in Russia now, that Russia belongs to the Russians."
There had been more talk, but I gave him only the essential point. There was no need to draw it out.
"Is that also the President's view?"
Putin just stared at me in silence.
"I will give up the Gazprom shares and everything the President has promised me. I do not wish to be insulted as clinging to your side for such trivial benefits."
"Boss Kim."
Instead of answering Putin's low call, I finished what I had to say.
"I will keep my promise. I will manage the President's secret funds."
I deliberately spoke in a stiff tone. It was to signal a businesslike distance.
"But I do not know if I will come back to Russia again."