In the quiet of the night, Boris and a few others were sweating and digging in the corner, and Daddy Petrov walked up to Seryosha, handed him a bottle of beer and said: "You have done a good thing by helping those in need with this kind of dead man's money."
"Actually, I still set up a mutual aid association for myself, so that I can get more personal accounts and information, so that we can expand our business," Seryosha replied.
"But you still help those in need, don't you," said Daddy Petrov, picking up a case of beer and walking towards Yuri, Seryosha drank it down.
On the morning of the next day, several secretaries of the Communist Youth League, who had not been seen since Seryosha took office, crowded Seryosha's office early in the morning.
"Although you are the first secretary, you can't go without following the procedures, how can you insist on going your own way without consulting us about such a big matter as the establishment of a mutual aid association?"
"That is, even if you are the first secretary, you can't act arbitrarily" If it weren't for Seryosha's former soldiers, these excited main leaders of the Youth League Committee would have to do it directly.
Among them, the most cheerful ones were Seryosha's deputy, the second secretary of the Youth League Committee, and the two deputy secretaries.
Since Seryosha spent most of his days studying in Leningrad, the Gorky City Youth League Committee was actually manipulated by these three people, and Seryosha was only responsible for stamping the seal in their eyes.
On weekdays, they have no opinion on the friendship for the members of the group, and they have no opinion on the sports meeting or anything.
These things are cumbersome and boring, and they don't care about making Seryosha have an official addiction on such occasions, but the Mutual Aid Association is different, this is a completely new department that holds financial power, and it is not surprising that the Mutual Aid Association will become a small treasury of the Gorky City Youth League Committee, and whoever controls this department will gain the financial power of the Youth League Committee, and no one will be silent under this temptation.
"Nastya, please call me a car, let's go to the hospital to see someone in need."
As if these people didn't exist, Seryosha ignored them and left the room.
"Secretary Ulyanov, what about the secretaries in your room," Nastya asked embarrassedly.
"It doesn't matter what they do, I didn't invite them here, tell them that I won't be back today," Seryosha walked out without looking back and got into his own car.
"Secretary, where are you going?"
asked Ivan, the driver.
"City Children's Hospital," Seryosha commanded.
Ivan started the car without saying a word, and the car drove for a while, and in the middle of the car Seryosha saw through the window that he happened to pass by a state-run store, and then he remembered that it was not appropriate for him to go empty-handed, so he should buy a gift anyway.
"Stop by the side of the road, I'm going to go in and buy some gifts for the patient."
Said out loud.
"Secretary, I suggest you don't go to the store, there is nothing to buy there."
Driver Ivan said.
As the secretary's full-time driver, Ivan already considered himself Seryosha's own man.
In addition to some things that are inconvenient for Seryosha to tell him about business, the two will also communicate some things about life and work on weekdays.
For example, Seryosha knew that Ivan planned to get married next year, and his fiancée was a worker in a textile factory.
"Would you believe me, if I say, I haven't been in the store for almost two years?"
Seryosha said to Ivan.
"No, are you, like us, going to the black market to buy things," Ivan asked in surprise.
"Let me go and see" At Seryosha's request, Ivan stopped the car.
Seryosha walked into the store, there were a lot of goods inside, Seryosha walked to the food counter, pointed to a fruit cake and said, "Please help me wrap it" "I'm sorry sir, this cake is sold out," the salesperson replied.
"So what's on the counter," Seryosha asked knowingly.
"This is a display for customers, and if you sell it, other customers won't know what this cake looks like," the salesperson replied.
Seryosha turned around in disappointment and was about to leave, but was stopped by the salesman, who whispered to Seryosha: "Sir, if you really want to buy it, you can go to the black market and have a look, there must be something for sale" Seryosha replied with a smile: "Thank you" Leaving the store, Seryosha told Ivan what had happened in the store, and Ivan smiled.
Seryosha picked up the car phone in the car, called his father, asked him to make a fruit cake, and explained that it was for the sick girl, and the father readily agreed.
Seryosha called Yakov again and asked him to buy some gifts that children like and send them to his father.
After this arrangement, Seryosha had to postpone the plan of visiting the patient in the morning to the afternoon.
Seryosha first asked Ivan to send him home, and left him at home for lunch, and went to the hospital together in the afternoon.
Ivan excused himself and agreed, and the car drove to Seryosha's villa on the outskirts.
On the way, Seryosha suddenly received a call from his secretary, Nastya.
Nastya said anxiously on the phone: "The secretary is not good, the other three secretaries are going to the municipal party committee to raise your case, you better come back and deal with it first."
"Don't worry about them, I have to go to see the sick girl in the afternoon, I don't have time to take care of their affairs, do you want to go with them," Seryosha said calmly.
"But good secretary" Nastya on the other end of the phone originally wanted to remind Seryosha to pay attention to this matter, but when he thought that Seryosha was a Hero of the Soviet Union personally awarded by President Bo, he didn't say anything more.
At lunchtime, Ivan tasted his father's craft for the first time and was immediately full of praise.
Because they had to visit patients in the hospital in the afternoon, Seryosha did not drink alcohol, so as not to make a bad impression on others.
After lunch, Seryosha went to the hospital with a freshly baked cake from his father and a gift from Yakov.
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Nastya, who arrived before Seryosha, was already waiting outside the ward.
Seryosha walked into the ward, and the little girl's parents immediately got up to greet her.
Seryosha shook hands with them and presented them with gifts and cakes.
"Secretary Ulyanov, thank you for your concern for us" The man who spoke had only one hand and looked a little wooden, and Seryosha walked out of the room after chatting with him for a few words.
Seryosha did not bother the sick little girl, he just glanced at it from a distance.
Seryosha pulled Nastya aside and handed her a thick wad of money.
Nastya was taken aback, and Seryosha explained: "It is a little bit of a wish of mine to hand it over to the mistress for me.
I don't think they can wait for the mutual aid to happen. ” "Secretary, the mutual aid association is a great thing, do you want to give up," Nastya asked worriedly.
"No, I think I'm going to put our Youth League Committee in order," Seryosha replied.
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