"Katyusha, what exactly is wrong with you?"

"Volodya" Katya's fiery palm rested on the back of Manturov's neck, "It's really hard to say. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoI've done my part, why do some people still think that I'm on the top of the relationship? There are even people who say that I had an affair with Malenkov (secretary of the Central Committee, in charge of personnel), and anyone with brains knows that this is impossible! ”

Katia's words were full of anger, but her eyes were tender. Ordinary people look at her for a few seconds, and she will be confused, lose their minds, and their minds will go blank. Fortunately, Manturov was not an ordinary person, and even if the woman in front of him was wearing nothing, he did not lose the sanity of a leader.

"Comrade Secretary, you just need to do your duty." Manturov rubbed Katya's delicate breasts and said, "Moscow is a large city with a population of more than four million, and even Stalin cannot guarantee that the people here have any opinion of you. Remember, no matter how well the Bolshevik propaganda apparatus did, it could not control the minds of others.

As long as you do your duty and make some achievements, someone will naturally defend you, and you don't have to worry too much. Unless that person has a high status and a lot of power, in that case, you have to do some work. ”

"That man's power is really great."

"Could it be Shcherbakov, secretary of the Moscow City Party Committee and State Party Committee? I don't think it should be him, you have to get him, and most of the municipal party committee's confirmation before you can become the second secretary of the listing committee. Although Katia's eyes were ecstatic, and her body in the moonlight was sexy and unreserved, Manturov still maintained a serious tone.

"How could it be him? He is nice and happy with my work. ”

"Not him? Who would that be? Is it someone from the Ministry of Internal Affairs? Or the leadership of the Organization Bureau, the Politburo, and the Secretariat of the Central Committee? ”

Katia blinked sexily and said, "Neither." ”

"Who's that? Can it cause you so much stress? ”

Katya named the man and said: "Your old classmate, Deputy Chairman of the Administrative Council Roman Pavilovich Anyukov. ”

"What? It's him? What pressure can this kid put on you? You are the second secretary of the municipal party committee, he is a member of the executive committee, and you can't be dismissed, let alone arrested, so why bother to be angry with him? ”

"I don't know why, he often speaks ill of me behind my back. There is also a tendency to target me when I am in a meeting. In his opinion, my success is nothing more than luck, relying on my connections.

What's more, he also threw out a statement that left me speechless. ”

As Manturov remembered, Anyukov was indeed a man of his own mouth. He was very jealous, and as early as in college, he had a tendency to be jealous of Manturov.

It's just that Manturov has always liked to settle things and doesn't want to have a bad relationship with anyone, so he has never fought him head-on, and has managed to find common topics and establish a superficial friendship.

"What's that?"

He said that on the one hand, I am in charge of the propaganda department, and I will achieve good results if I work hard. On the other hand, he rose to the top through the convenience of his connections rather than his hard work.

However, to be honest, if I had not been Voroshilov's daughter, I am afraid that I would not have been able to hold the position of second secretary of the Moscow City Party Committee at all. At most, he is only the third secretary of the Communist Youth League Municipal Committee. ”

"And what are you going to do?" Manturov put his arms around the woman's slender waist, looked at Katya's beautiful black pearl eyes, and carefully smelled the scent of black roses from the woman's body.

"What am I going to do? Let's talk about it tomorrow. Katia hugged Manturov tightly and kissed her full and sexy lips vigorously.

This kiss temporarily emptied Manturov's brain, which had nothing but women. He looked at the ecstatic eyes, his body pressed uncontrollably, his mouth and tongue kissed uncontrollably, licking the woman's pink neck, cheeks, and finally intertwined with Katya's hot lips that exuded a fragrant scent.

The pressure in my heart is constantly released with the sound of an accelerated heartbeat, gasping and the sound of the big bed shaking. Until the moment when the heartbeat slowed down and the wheezing stopped, all the stress and distress had already dissipated.

At this moment, there is no pressure in their hearts, no distress, only happiness, only satisfaction.

For them, power and status are no longer important, what matters is their current happiness, current love and marriage.

Katya had forgotten her identity as secretary of the Moscow City Committee, and Manturov did not realize that he was still a People's Commissar. They only know that they are the other half of each other, and they only know that they are a loved one.

They have experienced too many things, from falling in love, to crossing, from crossing, to more than 20 years of long waiting, before they met together by chance.

These precious experiences, not everyone has, from the time of crossing to the time of meeting, the long wait of more than 20 years, tested their feelings.

Happiness is not easy to come by, and once it is lost, all the previous efforts are in vain. As long as there is no loss, all this can be eternal, as long as they still have each other's words in their hearts.

Even after the work was done, they hugged each other until the sun came out and the sound of dense traffic could be heard on Tver Street.

"Volodya," Katya said, a little tired, as she leaned against Manturov's body. She looked across the street at the Moscow city government building through the window of her bedroom and said, "What do you think I should do?" I can't stand so many obnoxious voices, but I don't want to damage the relationship with my comrades. ”

"What should I do?" Manturov got up from the bed and said as he got dressed: "Again, as long as you do your job." On Anyukov's side, I will find a chance to talk to him as soon as possible. Also, you can talk to Comrade Shcherbakov about these things, I think he will be able to handle it. ”

"Oh well. Hopefully everything will be fine. Looking at the alarm clock next to the bed and the bustling scene on Tver Street, she immediately got into a state of preparation and hurriedly took the skirt from the closet shared by the husband and wife.

Although it was only 15 minutes before work, she still asked her husband a question at this time: "Vorodya, does this dress look good?" ”

Without even looking at it, Manturov replied copively: "Beautiful." ”

"You didn't even look at it." Katia pouted, still undressed.

"Katyusha, you look good in anything. Besides, Comrade Secretary, you will be fifteen minutes late, so hurry up and change your clothes and rush to work across the road.

A leader who doesn't even go to work on time, don't expect people to obey you sincerely. ”