As soon as Manturov arrived, he was recognized by Lazar Kaganovich. www.biquge.info"Comrade Manturov, we meet again. Yesterday I went to the Kremlin and mentioned you to Comrade Stalin. He has a good opinion of you and wants to surprise you. ”

"Really? What surprise does Comrade Stalin want to give me? ”

"You'll know then. Now that I've said it, it's not a surprise. Kaganovich smiled pleasantly.

Voroshilov stood up and said: "Comrade Manturov, I finally see you. You look so much like your father, Fedor Šimonović, I recognize you at a glance. Come on, I have something for you to see. ”

"What's that?"

"You'll know if you've seen it."

Both Budyonny and Kaganovich let out strange laughs, which made Manturov's heart begin to feel that something was wrong.

"Okay then."

Manturov followed Voroshilov to a study. At first glance, this study is nothing special, except for a desk and a few shelves full of military documents. But strangely, there are no bookshelves in this "study".

Voroshilov was a worker, he didn't read much, he didn't recognize many words, he didn't have the habit of reading, and it was normal that there were no bookshelves in the study.

But as a revolutionary cadre, he could not read a single revolutionary book. On his desk, there is a copy of Lenin's "State and Revolution" and a copy of "The Communist Manifesto". Other than that, there are no other books.

On the wall of the study, a large photograph hangs, and this is what Voroshilov wanted to show Manturov.

Voroshilov pointed to the picture hanging on the wall and said to Manturov: "Volodya, do you recognize these people in the photo?" ”

Manturov looked at the photograph carefully, it was a group of five people. From left to right, he read the names of the people in the picture: "The one standing on the far left is Comrade Budyonny, on his right is you, Comrade Voroshilov, in the middle is Comrade Lenin, and then Comrade Stalin." If I am not mistaken, standing next to Comrade Stalin, the tallest ...... It should have been my father, Fedor Simonovich Manturov. ”

"Yes, this is your father, Comrade Fedor Simonovich Manturov. He is my good comrade-in-arms and a big hero in our hearts. His heroic deeds inspired many Red Army soldiers, who were no longer afraid of death, made up their minds and fought bravely for the sake of the revolution. In the end, we won the victory of the revolution with this heroic spirit. ”

"But my father, he died after all."

Voroshilov patted Manturov on the shoulder and said, "That's right, he was sacrificed." This is an irretrievable fact, and it no longer matters. It is important that his son survived, became the secretary of the Novosibirsk Oblast Party Committee at a young age, and was also praised by Comrade Stalin. ”

"So what? I lost my father when I was a child, my mother died of illness when I graduated from college, and other blood relatives are missing. I'm the only one left. ”

"Think about it, if your father hadn't sacrificed, would you be as motivated as you are today? Think about it, what are you doing for so many years of struggle and what are you doing today? ”

For Manturov, he fought hard to get the opportunity to enter the Central Committee and get enough power to change the Soviet Union and save it. In fact, he had little real affection for that "father" because they had almost never met.

But if he answers like this, he will not only reveal his identity as a traverser, but also put himself in a power trap.

So he could only answer according to Voroshilov's routine, "It is to practice my father's great ideal of serving the people and building a new socialist Soviet Union." ”

Voroshilov patted Manturov on the shoulder again and said with satisfaction: "Sure enough, he is the son of Phidia (Федя: Fedor's nickname), capable, talented, and self-motivated. If only my daughter could learn half of you. ”

"Marshal, you complimented. Katyusha is a good cadre, if only I could learn half of her. ”

"Don't be modest, Volodya. In terms of ability, talent, and grades, you are much better than him. Modesty what? Katyusha, this girl, is not as self-motivated as you at all, nor is she as capable and talented as you. ”

"Really? I think she's better than me. ”

"You, O are as humble as your father. I think your children and grandchildren should be like that. It's good to be humble, but don't overdo it. ”

"Understood."

Manturov is like that, always pretending to be modest. In front of others, he can devalue himself as worthless, but in fact, he is very sure of his own abilities and has a lot of confidence in his future.

In the history of the Soviet Union, he was not alone, and there was also Suslov, the secretary of the Central Committee, who was called the "Gray Cardinal". He's notoriously low-key, notoriously modest, but he's always a little too low-key, modest.

"Alright, Comrade Manturov, let's go out to dinner."

At this moment, Budyonny suddenly rushed in, put his arm on Voroshilov's shoulder, and said rudely: "Krim, come and have a few drinks with me." ”

"What kind of wine? Vodka? ”

"Vodka, of course! I want something from Leningrad, do you have it at home? ”

"Yes, of course. I'll go get it. ”

Budyonny turned his gaze to Manturov and said in his rough voice: "Volodya, you can have a drink with me too." ”

Although Manturov is a Russian, he has lived in Russia for more than 20 years. But in the past two decades, he has almost never drunk. Because he knows that drinking alcohol is harmful to health.

However, in Russian culture, refusing to drink alcohol is an act of disrespect. And standing in front of him was the dignified Marshal Budyonny, and if he was rejected, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But Manturov really can't drink alcohol, let alone vodka, the famous Russian spirit. He couldn't stand the "refreshing" feeling of alcohol, and he didn't like the taste of wine.

"I'm sorry, Comrade Budyonny, I really can't drink."

"Why don't you drink it?"

Manturov whispered, trembling, "because...... I don't like drinking alcohol, and I don't like it...... The taste of wine. ”

"Come on, young man, what are you afraid of? Trust me, the first time you drink, you drink the second time, and gradually you will enjoy drinking and make alcohol a part of your life. ”

"No, Comrade Budyonny, I really can't drink, otherwise Katyusha will blame me."

Voroshilov laughed and said: "Semyon (Budyonny's name), you don't force him." Katyusha really doesn't like men who drink, for my sake, and for my daughter, don't force him. ”

"Well, Krim, let's drink! Don't get drunk tonight. ”