After the meeting, Andropov went back to rest, after all, he was an old man, and it was impossible to hold on like this all the time.
At the meeting just now, Andropov agreed to the proposal of Tsvigon and Zinev not out of fear of President Bo.
But there is a deeper reason, as Zvigon and Zinev said, this time the first secretary of the Uzbek Republic and a member of the Politburo Rashidov will be investigated, who has occupied the position of first secretary of the Uzbek Republic for almost 20 years, and the entire Uzbek Republic has long been in a miasma under his leadership.
In this way, a large number of local officials were co-opted to form a fortress of corruption, and Andropov's little eagles alone could not handle such a big case.
And Chubanov is different, as the son-in-law of Mr.
Bo, Chubanov has a tough background like Mr.
Bo, even Rashidov does not dare to do anything with him.
It stands to reason that Chubanov is definitely the right person.
However, thinking of this Chulbanov, Andropov couldn't help frowning.
This guy is notoriously unreliable, not to mention far from it, but to say that Chulbanov, as the chairman of the National Committee for the Anti-Alcohol Campaign, is himself a big drunkard, and he often drinks wherever he inspects, and it is not uncommon for him to get drunk and unconscious.
Sending such a person to the Republic of Uzbekistan seems to be the Dnepr gang trying to help Rashidov cover up his crimes.
This is also to be expected, no big deal.
Thinking of this, Andropov secretly felt ridiculous in his heart, did they think that I would have no way to do this, Rashidov's affairs will definitely not be able to escape, if Chubanov dares to play any tricks, I don't mind taking you down.
After Andropov returned to the room, he went straight to rest, he had already made a move, and the rest depended on how others took it.
On the contrary, the next day's trip to Gorky made Andropov somewhat look forward to it.
Andropov had an impression in his heart about which secretary of the Communist Youth League Committee, Seryosha, in fact, Andropov himself had an extraordinary memory and the ability to never forget.
Although he didn't have much contact, Andropov still remembered that Seryosha was the Hero of the Soviet Union, and he was once a hooligan leader, but because of his great achievements, all the disgraces in his file were erased.
The city of Gorky and Moscow are really not far away, it is only a few hours away by car, but cadres like Andropov can enjoy a special train, and from Moscow, in less than an hour, Andropov has already arrived in Gorky City.
As soon as they got off the train, the governor of Gorky Oblast, the secretary of the state party committee and other cadres were already waiting on the platform of the station.
Andropov stepped off the train, shook hands with them one by one, and then took a group photo.
After that, he politely declined everyone's invitation and went to his place of residence alone.
When the car drove to the hotel, it was the time when many units were off work, but along the way he passed several state-run stores, Andropov found no sign of the queue, which made him feel very confused, and the slightest unusual sign could not escape the eyes of the KGB leader.
He immediately told the driver to stop the car, and the driver pulled over to the side of the road, and Andropov got out of the car and slowly walked towards a state-run store on the side of the road.
Andropov pushed the door open, deliberately lowering the brim of his hat, not wanting to be recognized.
A few salespeople in the store were chatting about something.
He looked around and found that there were a lot of goods around, so he couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.
He walked a few steps and asked like the salesmen, "Do you have enough goods here?"
"Do you want to buy something, we don't have anything here, go to the Mutual Aid Market and have a look at it," a salesperson replied, and then continued to chat with his colleague.
"What is the place of the Mutual Aid Market, I don't think you have a lot of things here," Andropov asked.
"I see you're from out of town, our local people don't come here to buy things for a long time, these are all displays.
If you really want to buy it, you'll have to come up again tomorrow, and I advise you to go to the market of the Mutual Aid Society," replied the salesman, not recognizing Andropov at all.
Andropov left the store in a huff, asked the location of the mutualist market from a passer-by, then returned to the car and ordered the driver to go around the mutualist market.
Although the driver was a little strange, he did not dare to disobey Andropov's order, and the car drove straight towards the Gorky Automobile Factory, and when they got out of the car, Andropov was taken aback by the crowded scene.
Andropov got out of the car and squeezed into the crowd, and the staff around him hurriedly followed him, and the market was full of goods, which was an eye-opener for Andropov.
In the distance, a truck pulled a truckload of potatoes, and a group of women gathered around to buy them, Andropov watched from afar, and couldn't help but think of his years working in the GDR.
The GDR, as the most economically prosperous country in the entire socialist camp, was called the "showcase of socialism" by the general manager, where some professional farmers and artists were allowed to carry out the private economy, so there were a few fixed places in the city that have always been famous flea markets, and Andropov was very impressed by the prosperity of the places he visited.
The scene he saw now in the city of Gorky reminded him of his time in the GDR.
Andropov walked around the market a few more times and found a lot of foreign goods, both Italian and GDR.
Andropov knew in his heart that there must be a lot of goods of unknown origin mixed in it, and Andropov couldn't help frowning.
Andropov asked about the location of the mutual aid society, and he wanted to see what it was.
The Mutual Aid Society is also located in the factory of the car factory, not far from the black market, which is a 10-minute walk away.
Andropov went straight to the Mutual Aid Society, which he wanted to see why it sold smuggled goods.
When he arrived at the door of the mutual aid group, a poster on the bulletin board outside the door caught his attention.
Some names and amounts were recorded on the poster, and Andropov looked at it for a long time before he understood what kind of poster it was, it turned out that the accounts of the mutual aid society were public, and all the sums spent were recorded on them, and each one was clearly written.
This made Andropov have a lot of good feelings about mutual aid in his heart.
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