Despite a complete falling out with Ivankov, Seryosha and Petrov left Petrov's territory unscathed.
The roads near the construction site were damaged, and Seryosha knew that it would not be possible to resume work in the near future.
He decided to go back and think about it first and see what good countermeasures there were.
The two got into the car, and Petrov's father seemed to be quite touched and said: "Seryosha, don't blame Ivankov, in fact, sometimes many things are involuntary, and today's events may not be what Ivankov meant" "Daddy, what the hell do you want to say," Seryosha asked in confusion.
"He's a thief, you're a cadre.
You can't make Ivankov swagger in your office, and Ivankov can't let you appear on his turf.
If you think about it this way, there is no possibility of you living in peace at all.
Daddy explained to Seryosha.
"You say what I should do, how can I continue the work here," Seryosha asked his father.
"The rules of the thieves are there, and Ivankov has to follow them as long as he is alive, and I don't know what to do unless he grabs the turf as he says," replied Daddy Petrov.
Seryosha stopped talking, started the car and began to hurry back.
All the way, Seryosha was thinking about Ivankov, but he also knew that this matter was not so easy to deal with.
In the next few days, Seryosha could only stop the construction of the workers' new village.
Seryosha did not want to ask the police to block the road near the workers' new village, but the threat of doing so was too strong for Seryosha to do so.
Since there is no possibility of resuming the project in the short term, Seryosha has to transfer the money that Pugachev transferred abroad under the pretext of building the subway.
Fortunately, now that Seryosha has legal funds in his hands, the impact of the 500 million transfer back is not very great.
In order not to leave any hidden dangers, Seryosha called Pugachev over again and asked him to transfer the money back to the country, and by the way, erase the traces of turnover in the accounts of the workers' new village.
As soon as Seryosha finished explaining to Pugachev, the phone in his office rang, and Seryosha picked up the receiver and put it to his ear.
Habitually said: "Hello, I am Ulyanov from the Moscow Komsomol Municipal Committee, what do you call it?"
"Secretary Ulyanov, hehe, I am a veteran who has just left the battlefield in Afghanistan, I heard that you are a big hero, I admire you very much, so I want to ask you how to sit on the throne of the secretary of the Moscow Youth League Committee in just one year like you" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of mischief, and from time to time the caller could not help but laugh.
Seryosha felt a little strange who was so boring.
So Seryosha also joked and said: "This comrade, it's very simple, as long as you return to the battlefield, you can rush wherever there are more bullets, do this a few times, as long as you don't go to see Lenin and Stalin, you will definitely become a big official."
"Hahaha, yes, Seryosha, as a leader, you actually learned to be humorous, do you know who I am?"
asked the other end of the phone.
"You're Lebed, you're back," Seryosha asked uncertainly.
"Even if you kid has a conscience, you haven't forgotten who I am, yes, I'm back."
Lebed replied happily.
"Where are you in Moscow, how did you come back," Seryosha asked endlessly, his tone full of surprise.
"I was in the military hospital in Tula, I was a little wounded, and Grachev applied to the upper authorities to transfer me back."
Lebed replied a little lonely.
"What's the matter with your injury," Seryosha asked anxiously.
"It's nothing, the leg was cut by shrapnel, and now it's almost better," Lebed replied.
"Tell me your current address, and I'll go there at once," Seryosha finished speaking, found a piece of paper and a pen, hurriedly wrote down the address of Lebed's hospital, and then immediately left the Youth League Committee.
That's the advantage of being a leader, you can adjust your working hours at any time and do what you want.
Seryosha did not let the driver of the unit send himself, he liked to drive himself.
Seryosha first went to the store to buy a gift for visiting the sick, and the store that Seryosha went to was a special store for some high-ranking cadres in the city, and it had all kinds of goods, which was much better than the shops that ordinary people went to.
Seryosha didn't know what Lebed liked, so he asked the salesman to help him pick some.
Seryosha put the gift in the trunk of the car, and he drove out of the city.
Tula is located directly south of Moscow, and Seryosha drove mainly along the highway all the way along.
On the way, Seryosha greeted his father on the car phone.
Although it was a night train, Seryosha was in good spirits, and it was not until the early morning of the next day that Seryosha arrived in Tula.
Seryosha hurried to Lebed's hospital, and when he appeared in front of Lebed, Lebed was taken aback "Why did you arrive so quickly," Lebed asked in surprise.
"Isn't this here to see you, I don't know if your injuries are serious" Seryosha put the condolences on the bedside table, moved a stool and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully examined Lebed, and lifted the quilt to see the injury on his leg.
When I saw that my legs were still there, I was relieved.
"Look at you now, you have become the secretary of the Youth League Committee in Moscow, which is really enviable," Lebed said with some envy and some loneliness.
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"What are your plans?"
asked Seryosha with concern, who was now short of people and wanted to transfer Lebed to the Youth League Committee in Moscow to help him, but Seryosha felt that he still had to ask his opinion.
"I don't know, it's possible that I'll be assigned to a place," Lebed said lonely.
"Why did you change jobs?"
asked Seryosha puzzled.
"I'm wounded, it's impossible to go back to the battlefield, don't worry, I think it's a good thing, at least I don't have to be born and die in the future," Lebed said insincerely.
"Where do you want to go Lebed, tell me where you want to go, I can arrange it for you," Seryosha said seriously, and he decided that Lebed would transfer him to the Moscow Youth League Committee as long as he wanted.
"I want to go back to Afghanistan where I want to go, I want to go back immediately," Lebed said suddenly excitedly.
"You're all back, why do you have to go to death again," Seryosha persuaded.
"I'm like this now, I might as well die, I live a good life, I regret Seryosha so much, why, why did God let me live, why" Lebed's emotions became more and more agitated, he grabbed Seryosha's arm and cried loudly. t1706231537: