As the business grew bigger and bigger i could automatize more and more stepps. I spend so many years building up this network and infrastructure, studying besides that, travelling countries and shaking hands of industrials, politicians and and lobbyist. Some day I was just about to break out, leave everything behind and spontaneously travelled to the USA the first time. Its now 5 years ago and I fell in love with sunny Miami, the complete opposite of cold russia. Furtunately this warm city gave me the strengh to endure all of that, its saved me from burnout and lossing my company. Now Romanov Inc. is biggest weaponry supplier in russia and for vacation I drive around USA giving away promo goods, enjoying myself and the weather
Due to my parents I got a rather based and supportive background, it is secure but they always ensured that I have to stand on my own two feet. So i grew the Romanov Inc., a company reselling weaponry around the eastern part of the globe, also manufacturing weapons, rocket systems and researching technology, chemicals and weaponry systems. It‘s a rather good business if one makes it that far shaking hands with politicians, moguls, sheiks. Until that it was a long and tough journey to get there, to build up the first company, expanding, grewing a network, then infrastructure and more businesses to include.
The family business is everything, as Im just what my parents gave me and thats all i can make out of it. Trough generations the Romanov family is deeply rooted in russia and kept its strengh id ask myself „who am I to break this?“. Sure id die for the family business to keep and secure it, id take any possibility to grow it and further show respect to my parents for what they gave me. They once took me to the mans circles before i buit Romanov Inc. and told me i have to have my own business to become a man, now that i am one, i have to behave like one. Gather generational wealth which will secure our glorious name trough further generations and make russia proud.
Its not that long ago that i got the news that my brother died after a plane crash up in the siberian tundra. I was in Miami as it happened and nothing could prepare me for that… the news came with a call out of nowhere during a promo tour in my G Waggon. A whole month of alcoholism and depressins was between this call and today but it just feels like on looong day. I just kept drinking to forget and remember to drink, couldnt even close my promo tour right. Since then im struggling with myself beeing tempted to break out, destroy something or someone… its hard sometimes to cope loss
Victor Romanov is Yuris father, the born oligarc and ex military spends his days with hunting trips where he often was with his kids. Sometimes he goes on gala shows, to brunch or to the opera with his politician friends. He was not that much of a father due to his old age of nearly 70 years. But 30 years ago he married a young russian model and actress, Yuris mother Sascha Romanov is rather young with about 50 years, shes a warm company and a caring mother. She always had an eye on the kids but too much to talk about with her girlfriends so my brother and me could stroll around. Childhood with Igor, my little brother was absolute funny. We had no worries always playing around in the far wide of russian country side or our big mansions, their gardens and on vacation. We were the strongest and closest and best friends, back then…. but unfortunately he died a few weeks ago
My parents seemed like caring but they also neber got much time to spend with me or my brother. Alfredo cared for us most of the time or at least if we wheren´t strolling around the forrest near moscow, lost places or the russian party scene in our teenage years. Like you can may imagine russian private shool are rather strikt but as serious they take themselves as hard they partys are. So school was basically paid for to get through if you where capable of making a good impression but it never bored me to learn from the best. I had various interests and cared for the family business and growing the company as my father would later hand it over to me as the firstborn. So i tried to live life at its fullest during my teenage years and focus on study after that, went to business school and graduated.
I college I once was in love with a girl, we´ve spend some time but she then left me for a famous actor she met in one of our favorite clubs. Rather short story isn´t it? But if you once loose your hearth to a person who is really worth it and they don´t give it back one suffers for a time. The coping is more about a problem then as it just drew me into unfullfilling one night stands an club excesses, back into the motivation i always had so i never had to worry about chicks anymore. The more unfullfilling love could get, the more I focussed on work and got my accomplishments from there.