Chapter 59 Gorky's Trip
After the meeting, Andropov went back to rest. After all, he was an old man, and it was impossible to hold on like this all the time. [Latest Chapter Reading] The reason why Andropov agreed to the proposal of Tsvigon and Tsinev at the meeting just now was not because of fear of Mr. Bo. Rather, there is a more profound reason. As Tsvegon and Tsinev said, the person to be investigated this time is Rashidov, the first secretary of the Uzbek Republic, a member of the Politburo. It has been almost twenty years, and the entire Uzbekistan Republic has long been a mess under his leadership. In this way, a large number of local officials were attracted to form a stronghold of corruption, and such a big case could not be handled with the little eagles under Andropov alone. But Churbanov is different. As the son-in-law of President Bo, Churbanov has such a strong backing as President Bo. Even Rashidov dare not do anything to him. It stands to reason that Churbanov is definitely a suitable candidate.
However, thinking of this Churbanov, Andropov couldn't help frowning. This guy is notoriously unreliable. Let’s just say that Churbanov, as the chairman of the National Anti-Alcoholism Campaign Committee, is himself a big alcoholic. He often drinks wherever he inspects, and gets drunk. Getting drunk and unconscious is common. Sending such a person to the Republic of Uzbekistan, it seems that Mr. Bo's Dnieper gang wanted to help Rashidov cover up his crimes. That's to be expected, no big deal. Thinking of this, Andropov secretly felt ridiculous in his heart, did they think there was nothing I could do by doing this! The matter of Rashidov will definitely not escape. If Churbanov dares to play any tricks, I don't mind taking you down together.
After Andropov returned to the room, he went to rest directly. He had already made a move, and the rest depends on how others take the move. On the contrary, it was the trip to Gorky the next day that made Andropov somewhat look forward to it. Andropov had an impression of Sergei Sha, the secretary of the Youth League Committee. In fact, Andropov himself had an extraordinary memory and the ability to never forget. Although he didn't have much contact with him, Andropov still remembered that Seryozha was the hero of the Soviet Union, and he was once a gangster leader, but because of his great achievements, all the disgraceful things in his file were deleted erased.
Gorky is really not far from Moscow, and it takes only a few hours to drive there. However, cadres like Andropov can enjoy special trains. It takes less than an hour from Moscow to reach Andropov. Arrived in Gorky. As soon as he stepped off the train, the governor of Gorky State, the secretary of the state party committee and other cadres had long been waiting on the platform of the station. Andropov stepped off the train, shook hands with each of them, and then posed for pictures. After that, he declined everyone's invitation and went to the place where he lived alone. When the car drove to the hotel, it was the time when many units got off work, but Andropov passed several state-run stores along the way, but he didn't find any sign of queuing, which made him feel very confused. Any unusual sign It is impossible to escape the eyes of the KGB chief. He immediately asked the driver to stop the car, and the driver parked the car on the side of the road. Andropov got out of the car and walked slowly towards a state-owned store on the side of the road.
Andropov pushed open the door, deliberately lowering the brim of his hat to avoid being recognized. Several salespersons in the store are gathering together to chat enthusiastically about something. He looked around and found that there were quite a lot of products around, so he couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction. He took a few steps,
Like those few salesmen who asked: "Are there still enough products here?"
"Do you want to buy something? We don't have anything here. Let's go to the Mutual Aid Market! There's everything there!" A salesperson responded, and then chatted with his colleagues.
"Where is the mutual aid market? I think you still have a lot of things here?" Andropov asked.
"I think you are from another place! Our local people have long stopped coming here to buy things. These are all exhibits. If you really want to buy them, you have to come back tomorrow. I advise you to go to the market of the Mutual Aid Association Take a look!" replied the salesman, completely ignoring Andropov.
Andropov left the store in a low mood. He casually asked the location of the Mutual Aid Market from a passer-by, then returned to the car and ordered the driver to go around the Mutual Aid Market.
Although the driver was a little strange, he didn't dare to disobey Andropov's order. The car drove straight towards the Gorky Automobile Factory. When they got out of the car, Andropov was surprised by the crowds.
Andropov got out of the car and squeezed into the crowd. The staff around him hurriedly followed him. There were so many commodities in the market that it was an eye-opener for Andropov. In the distance, someone drove a truck to bring a whole load of potatoes, and a group of women gathered around and were rushing to buy them. Andropov watched from a distance, and couldn't help but think of his years working in the GDR. As the country with the best economy in the entire socialist camp, the Democratic Germany was called "the showcase of socialism" by President Bo, where some professional farmers and artists were allowed to conduct private business, so there were a few fixed places in the city that were always It is the famous flea market, which places Andropov has been to, and the prosperous scene there has left a deep impression on him. The scene he saw in Gorky now reminded him of his time in the GDR.
Andropov walked around the market a few more times and found a lot of foreign goods, both Italian and GDR. Andropov knew in his heart that there must be many commodities of unknown origin mixed in, and Andropov couldn't help frowning. Andropov asked someone about the location of the mutual aid society, and he wanted to see what the mutual aid society was.
The Mutual Aid Society is also in the factory area of the automobile factory, not far from the black market, only a ten-minute walk away. Andropov went straight to the mutual aid association. He wanted to see why the mutual aid association was selling smuggled goods. When he came to the door of the Mutual Aid Club, a poster on the bulletin board outside the door attracted his attention.
Some names and amounts were recorded on the poster. After reading it for a long time, Andropov realized what kind of poster it was. It turned out that the accounts of the Mutual Aid Association are public, and all expenditures are recorded on it. Very clearly written. This made Andropov have a good impression of the Mutual Aid Association in his heart.
Andropov secretly came to a conclusion: "In general, it is indeed a good idea. Although it is not legal to resell smuggled items, the flaws do not conceal the advantages" (to be continued.)