Chapter 132

"Pugachev!"

Pugachev was just about to go to the bank with his briefcase to deal with what Seryosha had told him, when he suddenly heard someone calling his name behind him, and he immediately turned around to look for the source of the voice. Reading?????? Suddenly, I saw a hand sticking out of the window of a black Volga car in the distance shaking non-stop.

Pugachev lightly adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, squinted his eyes and took a closer look, only to realize that it was Minin, a classmate of the Plekhanov National School of Economics who joined the Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League at the same time as him.

Minin slowly drove the car to Pugachev's side, and said to him with a smile, "Vassily, why don't you come out to be lazy if you don't go to work at work so early?"

"You're lazy! I'm going to do what Secretary Ulyanov told me!" Pugachev replied.

"Where are you going?" Mining asked.

"I want to go to the State Foreign Trade Bank to do some business first, and then go to the State Savings Bank!" Pugachev replied truthfully. The weather is too hot, and it is inhumane to run errands on such a hot day. But Sergey Sha is not here, the drivers of the Youth League Committee will not curry favor with him as a small role. That's why Pugachev wanted Minin to give him a ride.

"Come up!" Minin seemed to have seen through Pugachev's thoughts, and readily agreed. ??Read a book??··

Pugachev was overjoyed and thanked Minin a thousand times. He sat in the co-pilot seat without any excuses, took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his face and neck. Mining started the car and drove towards the China Foreign Trade Bank with ease.

In the center of Moscow, the distance between various state agencies is not too far, and it didn't take long. Mining's car was parked in the yard of the China Foreign Trade Bank.

"Please wait for me a moment, I will come out in about 20 minutes, and then I have to trouble you to take me to the State Savings Bank!" Pugachev begged with a face of shame.

Minin told Pugachev that there was no problem, so he stayed in the car. Pugachev was afraid of wasting time, so he strode towards the building of the State Foreign Trade Bank.

Twenty minutes later, Pugachev did come back, and Minin didn't say anything. Started the car again and drove to the savings bank a few blocks away.

At the gate of the Savings Bank, Pugachev said to Minin: "Thank you very much for today. If it weren't for you, I don't know how many miles I would have to travel. After I finish my work, let's find a place to have a good drink." One cup, my treat!"

"You can't get away with this drink, but not today, I'm going to pick up my girlfriend from get off work later. ?????... You also know that our unit's car is hard to borrow!" Mining smiled badly He said, with an expression that men understand, Pugachev is naturally not easy to keep. So the two broke up, and Mining drove away by himself.

The car continued to drive in the same direction as the road just now, Minin slowed down, and in the rearview mirror he saw Pugachev walking into the building of the Savings Bank. Immediately turned the front of the car and accelerated to the direction it came from.

Mining returned to the China Foreign Trade Bank where he had been just now at the fastest speed. He parked the car and quickly ran into the building of the China Foreign Trade Bank. The cashier inside said: "Hello, I am a cadre of the Moscow Youth League Committee. I would like to ask if someone from our unit came here to do business?"

The cashier glanced at Mining, Mining smiled embarrassedly, and then continued: "I'm the colleague of that person just now, and the leader doesn't know if the matter that he told him has been done, so let me come over and ask !"

The cashier asked his colleagues, and then said to Mining: "It's all done! Now the money has been transferred to the savings bank account!"

"Then how much is the money?" Mining continued to ask.

"Said five hundred million dollars!" replied the cashier.

"Five...! Five hundred million dollars!" Mining almost yelled out in surprise. Fortunately, he controlled it. After thanking the beautiful cashier, he left the Foreign Trade Bank. In a public phone booth by the road outside, Minin called Zyuganov, secretary of the Moscow Youth League Committee.

As soon as the phone was connected, Mining couldn't wait to say: "Secretary, I just found out that people from the Ministry of Youth and Industry took a huge sum of money from the Foreign Trade Bank. Guess how much it is, 500 million, and it's in US dollars? I really don’t know how their bumpkin secretary got so much money!”

"500 million! You heard me right!" Zyuganov asked in disbelief.

"Absolutely, I heard it right. I heard the teller from the bank tell me, and I also know that he transferred the money to the savings bank. Secretary, there must be something wrong with it, or the project of Workers' New Village is going well. Why stop!" Minin analyzed to Zyuganov on the phone.

Zyuganov pondered for a moment, and then said to Minin: "Good job, Comrade Minin, you have found an important clue, and I will report it to my superiors as soon as possible. Now you go to the Savings Bank immediately and investigate Find out the whereabouts of this money, and we can’t let the country’s assets go into the pockets of some cadres themselves!”

Zyuganov's tone was full of anticipation, and Minin was naturally even more excited. He quickly assured Zyuganov that he would definitely fulfill his mission.

After hanging up the phone, Mining drove to the Savings Bank again. When he entered, the staff here were almost off work. The people from the Savings Bank drove Minin out, and Minin begged for a long time, and finally slipped two rubles into the other party's pocket before walking in.

Mining walked to the counter and stopped a cashier who was about to get off work. He took out his work permit again, and inquired about the business that Pugachev had come here to handle.

"That guy, I have the impression that he has to deal with a large amount of money, and the urging is very urgent, so we have to work overtime!" The cashier complained rather annoyed.

"What kind of business is taking up so much of your time?" Mining asked puzzled.

"Hey, he wants to transfer 500 million US dollars to about 100,000 accounts in Gorky City. Think about it, there are so many accounts, which one can't be wrong, hey! I don't know when I can get off work..." The following Things Minin no longer listens to, he only hears a hundred thousand accounts, and Gorky. Gorky? Gorky! Didn't Secretary Ulyanov come from Gorky? What is he going to do, go to his hometown to make money? Haha, I finally showed my horse's feet, and now I've caught him.

"Give me a list quickly, give me a copy!" Mining excitedly grabbed the cashier's arm and demanded. (To be continued..)