"Lavrenti (Beria), Georgy (Malenkov), Nikolai (Voznesensky), Volodya (Manturov)," said Stalin after the meeting, stood up, called the names of the three men, and said: "You stay and have dinner with me, and everyone else can go." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Hearing Stalin's words, Manturov couldn't believe his ears, he was actually qualified to have dinner with the Supreme Leader in this villa?

Those who were able to have dinner with the Supreme Leader at the Kontsevo Villa were all Kremlin bigwigs, Stalin's most trusted officials.

In a way, the dinner at the Kontsevo villa is an extension of the Kremlin's power field. Basically, anyone who cares can guess the dynamics of the Kremlin's power struggle by observing the people attending the banquet at Stalin's dacha.

Those who often went to dinner at the Kontsevo Villa and Stalin were officials close to Stalin, and those who were invited to the Kontsevo Villa by chance were either people who were about to rise to the top or were the objects of Stalin's attention.

The dinner party at Kontsevo's villa was not only a gathering for Stalin to connect with the officials, but also a good opportunity for him to test the officials.

By observing the actions, words and deeds of the guests attending the banquet, Stalin could preliminarily judge the loyalty of this man to himself. In addition, getting guests drunk and having them "check" the food on the table was also a common temptation method used by Stalin.

For Manturov, it was not difficult to "gate" the food, because all the food had been checked by 15 drug testers before it was put on the table, but it was a very painful experience for him to drink.

Manturov has always been a drinker, and he doesn't drink well, but he can't stand the smell of alcohol. When the alcohol is in his stomach, the feeling of burning his throat is also a kind of torture for him.

"Comrade Stalin, can I call home?" After the others dispersed, Manturov trembled and made a meager request to Stalin for his own husband.

Stalin smiled happily and pointed to the telephone on his desk, "You call." ”

Trembling, Manturov walked to Stalin's desk, picked up Stalin's special microphone, and said, "Help me pick up the Moscow Municipal Party Committee." ”

Immediately after the phone was answered, Manturov heard a sweet female voice, "Hello, I am Katya Voroshilova, the second secretary of the Moscow Municipal Party Committee. ”

"Honey, I'm ...... tonight I can't eat with you anymore. In front of several high-ranking officials, even if he was talking to his wife, Manturov would inevitably be a little nervous.

"Why? Did some high-ranking official invite you? ”

"Yes, Comrade Stalin invited me to dinner at the Kontsevo dacha, you don't have to wait for me."

Hearing the news that Manturov was going to finish his meal at the Kontsevo villa, Katya's beautiful eyes suddenly glowed with envy, "Eat happily, I'll wait for you at home." ”

"You have to eat happily, I may not be back until late tonight, you better rest early, don't wait for me." Boom! Manturov made a kissing sound, and when the same sound came from the other side of the phone, the two of them closed the line at the same time.

"Huh!" Stalin let out a few hearty laughs, and then said: "Volodya, you are worthy of being a model husband and wife of the party!" The woman is beautiful, the man is handsome, and the two of you have held important positions in the party at a young age, and you are both excellent Communist Party members, and you are really a model for husbands and wives across the country. ”

In the impression of Beria, Malenkov and others, Stalin had not spoken so highly of others for a long time, which shows that Manturov's position in Stalin's heart was so important.

In Beria's view, such an important figure should be won over to himself in the group and used by him; But Malenkov, who has always been accustomed to being favored and used to patting Stalin's sycophants, does not like this young man who has never been a sycophant, but has won Stalin's trust so much.

Voznesensky, who was also present but was in opposition to Beria and Malenkov, had similar views to Beria, and he also wanted to win Manturov into his Leningrad camp and stand on the same side as himself.

"Why don't we go to the dining room and sit down." When Stalin saw that it was not early and that dinner was about the same, he invited everyone to the dining room.

The dinner of the day was prepared (nonsense) by Stalin's personal chef, who, from a modern point of view, had a lot of background. His name is Spiridon, and his surname is Putin, and this surname should be familiar to everyone. That's right, he is the biological grandfather of Russian President Vladimir Putin in the 21st century!

After sitting down in the dining room, the atmosphere became cold again. As usual, Stalin sat on the "chair's seat" at the square table, while the guests sat on either side of the table.

Beria and Malenkov, who were in the same trenches, sat on the same side, of course. Manturov and Voznesensky, on the other hand, were not in the same camp, but they sat on the other side of the table in order to keep their positions evenly distributed.

In front of Stalin, no one dared to say half a wrong sentence. How can you avoid saying the wrong thing? That is, don't talk.

At Stalin's dinner, the atmosphere was always very calm, and it had almost become a norm for no one to speak, and even if someone did, it was only to say some flattering things, until everyone at the banquet was drunk and accepted Stalin's observation and "cross-examination", and the atmosphere became lively.

In this way, the reason why Stalin drunk people at the dinner party is clear. The bureaucrats would not have spoken their hearts in front of Stalin, who had to get them drunk in order to get to know them.

In the first few minutes, the dinner of the day seemed to be no different than usual, with Stalin, Beria, Malenkov, Voznesensky, and Manturov all looking at each other without saying a word.

It wasn't until Putin served Stalin's favorite Georgian wine that the tranquil atmosphere was shattered.

"Comrades, this is a wine produced in Georgia, you all taste it." When Stalin said this, his eyes were fixed on Manturov.

He knew that Manturov could not drink, and he had heard about it a year earlier, after Manturov had been drunk at Molotov's house.

"Comrade Stalin, I can't drink!" When Manturov saw the large bottle, he suddenly remembered the painful situation when he was drunk at Molotov's house that day.

Beria, Malenkov, and Voznesensky all looked at the young man who toasted and did not drink or drink in surprise, and at this moment, in their hearts, they were secretly saying the same sentence: "Is he looking for death?" ”