"Yasha, this car is pretty good. "Manturov sat in the back seat of ZIS-101B and said to Yakov in the driver's seat.www.biquge.info

"It's okay, made at the Stalin Automobile Plant in Moscow." Yakov told the news he got from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, "I heard that you also bought a new car, which was also made by the Stalin Automobile Plant in Moscow, but your car is the only one in the whole Soviet Union, and it is also the fastest car in the whole Soviet Union." ”

"How do you know?" Manturov did not expect that this Yakov, who had been staying in Novosibirsk for a long time, would actually "know everything about his life in Moscow".

Yakov smiled mysteriously at the rebels, "Don't forget, what I do. ”

"You're sending someone to spy on me?"

"Surveillance doesn't count, I just knew about it by accident." Yakov pointed out the source of the information, "Pravda has done me a great favor. ”

"Pravda?" Manturov looked puzzled, when did Pravda report on his private affairs?

Yakov told the truth of the matter, "Yes, two months ago, Pravda published the news that the Stalin Automobile Plant had built a sports car with a speed of 200 kilometers per hour. Later, I mentioned it to a colleague who was returning from a business trip to Moscow, and he immediately mentioned your name and said that the car was specially ordered by you. ”

"And how did he know?" Manturov continued to ask.

That evening, as he passed by the Moscow Municipal Party Committee, he happened to see the car. He clearly saw that the one sitting in the driver's seat was our former secretary of the state party committee, and the one sitting on the right seat was the famous flower of the Communist Youth League. ”

Yakov saw Manturov looking nervous in the rearview mirror, and continued: "This matter is purely coincidental, I did not send anyone to spy on you. I can also guarantee that you are not being targeted by anyone in the NKVD, now you are relieved, right? ”

"Of course, don't worry, I've always trusted you." Manturov said he was relieved, but he still kept his nervous expression.

"Don't be so nervous, Volodya," Yakov said in a joking tone, "I'm not here to arrest you. ”

"It's not that I'm nervous, it's that I'm nervous for the country."

"Nervous for the country?" Yakov praised: "Volodya, you are worthy of the youngest People's Commissar, you know how to think about the country at such a young age.

And the assistant next to you seems to know how to be nervous about the country. His attitude is worth emulating, working with you, and ensuring a bright future. ”

Sitting next to Manturov was none other than his assistant Milan Mironovich Milanov (mnл ah_mnpoho вnч_mn лahoв), nicknamed 3M.

At the age of 24, he had just graduated from the Bauman Higher Technical University in Moscow and was assigned to work in the newly established People's Commissariat for Construction.

It just so happened that he was in the university, where he was an assistant to the secretary of the Communist Youth League Committee of the university, and he had experience in this area, so he was placed in the position of assistant to the People's Commissar in the Ministry of Construction.

Although Milan has some work experience, it is inevitable that you will feel nervous when facing high-ranking officials or personnel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

And this time, in the same car, his boss sat at the same time, and there was also a person wearing the uniform of a major general of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. How can you not be nervous?

"By the way, Milan, I forgot to introduce you." Manturov looked at Milan's red face and said, "This is my old friend, Yakov, head of the Novosibirsk City Bureau of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

You don't have to be so nervous in front of him, he's not here to arrest you. ”

Milan smiled politely: "That's right." ”

In just a few minutes' drive, Yakov dropped the two to the hotel. Just before getting out of the car, Yakov handed Manturov the key to the Gas M1, "Volodya, I put your Gas in the parking lot next to the Central Museum of Novosibirsk. It's not far from here, you can do it yourself. I don't think you need to hire a driver, or you wouldn't have asked me to pick you up. ”

Manturov took the keys and said goodbye: "Okay, thank you for your hard work." ”

"Volodya," Yakov called Manturov's nickname, "you rarely come back, why don't we have a good meal tonight." ”

"Okay, then it's seven o'clock in the afternoon, see you at the old place, remember to bring Anna."

Quietly dropping off his luggage at the hotel, Manturov took Milanov on foot and walked to the Central Museum of Novosibirsk, located in the center of Novosibirsk, on Red Avenue 23.

Just behind the museum is the 50,000-square-meter Wuyi Park. As he walked through the park, Milan suddenly saw a special bronze statue.

"Comrade Manturov, is this you?" Milanov said, pointing to the bronze statue.

Manturov only glanced at it cursoryly, and then continued walking, "Comrade Sergei Milonovich Kirov." ”

"No," Milanov said, reading the text under the statue, "under the statue, your name is written." ”

"Really?" Manturov's expression did not change in the slightest, his legs were still moving rapidly, "Let's go, it's nothing to see." ”

In the Soviet Union at that time, the privilege of erecting statues and place names was not exclusive to Stalin. In fact, many high-level cadres who have contributed to the local area have "own" place names, and there are countless statues and so on.

In the case of Voroshilov, his hometown of Luhansk was renamed Voroshilovgrad, and countless factories and collective farms were named after him.

In addition to Stalin and Voroshilov, Molotov and Mikoyan are also important figures, and the industrial town of Perm in the Urals was renamed Molotov in 1940, and Mikoyan, because of his contribution to the supply of meat, inadvertently became the object of a personality cult.

Manturov was no exception, and because of his particularly large contribution to Novosibirsk, and having received the titles of Hero of Socialist Labor and Hero of the Soviet Union, Stalin decided to erect a statue in his native Novosibirsk, and the local party committee named several factories and collective farms after him.

In any case, these are not important to him at all. He had no intention of expanding the size of the cult of personality, nor was he planning to prevent it from happening.

This is the people's affirmation of him, and if he stops it, I am afraid it will lead to the opposite effect; If you deliberately expand the scale of the personality cult, it will attract bad comments from future generations. In such a situation, he had no choice but to go with the flow.

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