Chapter 41 The Last Dish

In a box on the top floor of the most luxurious Gorky Friendship Hotel in Gorky, on a long dining table, bright candles are lit on silver candlesticks. Although the crystal lamp on the top of the box is bright enough. The dining table is covered with a white tablecloth. The middle is divided with bright flowers.

On both sides of the table were young people in their twenties and thirties. These people were the leaders of the Youth League committees of several major enterprises and institutions in Gorky City. And the person sitting on the main seat was none other than Mikhail, the head of the Youth League Committee of the Auto Repair Branch of the Gorky Automobile Factory, Sergei Sha's good brother. We are all young people of the same age, so we can naturally go together. Talking about movies, everyone soon talked and laughed, and became familiar with each other.

How is it possible to eat mediocre food in such a high end place? Soon the first course of cold dishes was brought up, covered with a silver cover and placed in front of everyone, along with a glass of champagne. When the lid was opened, many people were a little surprised. There was only a small plate of small black particles on the big tray. However, there are still many people who know the goods, and everyone knows that this is the top-quality caviar of the Caspian Sea with a price ratio of gold.

Everyone took a little bit of it with a spoon and put it in their mouths. The natural taste from the Caspian Sea made everyone a little bit unbearable to swallow. Everyone nodded to the people around them, praising the deliciousness of the caviar.

Although Mikhail sat on the main seat, he was actually the one with the smallest position here. But today he came in place of Seryozha, and he was the host, so there was nothing wrong with sitting at the head of the table. Sitting on the left and right of Mikhail are the heads of the Youth League Committee of Gorky Port and the Gorky Automobile Factory. The relationship is good, and the person in charge of Gorky Port was met by Mikhail through Mrs. Zhukovsky. Sitting on the table were the leaders of the Youth League committees of some other units, such as the Gorky Textile Factory and the Gorky Tractor Factory. These units Mikhail and Sergei did not have a deep relationship with them, so Mikhail will take this opportunity to take the initiative to make friends.

Different from the Chinese habit of talking about things at the dinner table, Westerners only talk about some light-hearted topics while eating, and Western dinner is the main meal of the day, and the time span is very long. On average, one meal is eaten Two hours is also common.

After everyone tasted the first dish, the waiter removed the tableware they had just used for them, and after the tableware was cleared away, the second dish was served. After the cover on the dinner plate was opened, a bowl of unremarkable clear soup was placed in front of him.

"Australian lobster soup!" Mikhail explained to everyone. Only then did everyone react, and they picked up the tableware and began to taste it. The mouth was fragrant, and you could experience the umami taste of lobster. This is really a charming taste! Everyone couldn't stop admiring, and Mikhail smiled with satisfaction seeing everyone's reactions.

"Secretary Mikhail! This soup is really delicious!" A young lady wearing glasses exclaimed.

"The caviar just now is really delicious!" A man in military uniform said again.

"As long as everyone likes it! There are better dishes waiting for you!" Mikhail replied.

After everyone had tasted the sweet lobster soup, several large plates of chilled fresh oysters were brought up, and everyone picked a few with tweezers and put them on their new plates. It is matched with vodka, the national drink of Russia. The serving waiter opened the oysters for everyone, and everyone sucked the oyster meat and oyster juice to feel the delicacy from nature.

"My God! This is so delicious!"

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Every dish is full of praise.

Although these young people have been cadres in the Youth League Committee for several years, this is the first time they have seen such a luxurious dinner. Everyone felt they were doing well. After eating such delicious food here, the so-called big meals on weekdays are simply hard to swallow.

When everyone began to taste the dessert after the meal-gold leaf ice cream, Mikhail waved his hand, and the waiters brought everyone a small covered plate.

"Hey! Mikhail, why is there another dish!" A cadre in his thirties asked. After one night, everyone has become acquaintances with each other, so they are no longer commensurate with official positions.

Mikhail picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and said unhurriedly: "This dish is our finale today, but there are conditions for eating this dish!"

"What condition? It won't be a treat for us! Let me declare in advance! We are all poor!" A cheerful girl said, and everyone was amused by her words.

"The condition is very simple. We just need to support our Secretary Ulyanov at the interim meeting of the Municipal Youth League Committee to be held a few days later! It's as simple as that!" As soon as Mikhail's voice fell, many people stretched out to prepare The hands that opened the lid retracted, and everyone looked at Mikhail in unison, looking a little embarrassed.

"What's the matter? Isn't this dish delicious!" Mikhail said with a smile.

Everyone put down the tableware in their hands, and the scene immediately fell into silence. After a long time, the man in his thirties said: "Mikhail, we can agree to other things, but this is the only thing that makes us difficult! Uriano Secretary Fu is our boss, so we should support her, but Secretary Bogdanov of the Municipal Party Committee has already expressed his opinion, please forgive us for being powerless!"

"I suggest that you open the lid first to see if the dish suits your taste!" Mikhail was not in a hurry, he said to everyone with a smile.

Everyone looked at the reactions of the people around them, carefully opened the lid of the tray, and couldn't help but gasped. Four stacks of banknotes were neatly placed on each plate.

"This is?" Someone asked in disbelief.

"Forty thousand rubles is your reward for doing me this favor!" Mikhail replied.

There was a tangled expression on everyone's face. This was 40,000 rubles, which was almost everyone's salary for ten years. It was too generous for such a large amount of money to be exchanged for the support of the Youth League Committee just once.

"I still have a large family to support, and I cannot refuse this large sum of money!" replied the head of the Youth League Committee of the Gorky Automobile Plant, who was sitting next to Mikhail. He picked up the money on the dinner plate and put it away. Soon the head of the Youth League Committee of Gorky Port also surrendered, followed by the third, and the fourth...

In the next room, Seryozha and his father quietly tasted the dishes. They had been observing the development of Mikhail's situation through a one-way mirror on the wall. Fortunately, no one refused Mikhail Il's gift.

"You ruined these children just like that!" Dad said while eating ice cream.

"They chose their own path. From the moment they stepped into the gate of this high-end restaurant, they have ruined themselves!" Seryozha said with a smile. (To be continued.)