30 minutes agoPacolli's wrong dinner with Nazarbayev how he broke Kazakh dictator's plates unhappy with the restaurant in Monaco
Periskopi(4 years ago)
(4 years ago)Pacolli's path to wealth has not been a field of flowers. Kosovo businessman, who had emigrated abroad in the time of Yugoslavia when he started working in post-communist Russia, faced great trouble. He was accused of receiving tenders in Moscow by corrupting the head of power there, Boris Yeltsin and the family of [...]
A Pacolli story with the Kazakh leader is treated in Tom Burgis' book “Cleptopia like dirty money is invading the world”
Since the 1995 episode, the book's cover has spent about 30 years, and Pacolli has done much business in Kazakhstan, building dozens of objects with thousands of Kosovars employed there. Thanks to contracts there, Pacolli makes his way to Kazakhstan by private jet while he is personally less involved because his brothers effectively do the work.
But what is the 1995 event, at a restaurant in Monaco that Behgjet Pacolli had reserved for Nazarbayewi and his family, who had invited them to spend vacations on one of the world's most beautiful French rivals.
According to the book, everything happened when Pacolli selected a restaurant that wasn't according to Nazarbayeev's taste for glaucoma.
Below, you can read passages from the book “Kleptopia”, without interference.
One of Sasha's partners witnessed a performance of the Nazarene psyche. Pattoh Chodiev, a noble Uzbek and a product of the prestigious international relations school in Moscow followed by children of the Communist elite, had served as diplomas before moving into business. He drew so close to Nazarbayev that he was invited to spend vacation with his family on the French coast in 1995. Their rival was Behgjet Pacolli, Kosovo businessman fishing Kazakh contracts. One day he arranged an exit at a restaurant near Monaco. When they arrived in La Pirate, the group was watching with a lot of alarm. Wooden sink, soot from open fire, no crystals. This was not the way modern - day Kani dined, Nazarbayev. Chodiev was sitting on the edge of the group, near the door. The waiters dressed as pirates who spread dishes, one of the guests reminded him of the prison vessels. Where the hell did you get us? Pacolli's gone. Nazarbayev grabbed the plate and slammed it to the ground. A terrible silence. Nazarbayev grabbed another plate and threw it away. “That's not what I call a break, damn it”, he exclaimed. His wife, Sarah, was near tears. Nursultan, Nursultan calm down, she begged him. If you don't like it here, we can go somewhere else. Please stop and relax. Nazarbayev would not calm down.
