USSR 1991

"What did you say?"

"He's already in Ukraine?"

"And it arrived the day before yesterday?"

At this moment, he finally wanted to understand what the other party was planning.

This is a trap!

Chapter 948 I'm the Negotiator

Vladimir escaped everyone's sight and came to the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant in the form of an unannounced visit and inspection.The factory that was originally used to produce long-range intercontinental missiles is now completely paralyzed. Since the Moscow riots have gradually subsided, the workers sat quietly outside the factory and adopted a non-violent non-cooperative attitude, waiting for the heavyweight representative sent by Moscow 's arrival

Someone noticed a guy who had never seen him standing at the gate. He didn't look like a worker from the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant.He wore a top hat with the brim pressed down, hiding his face deeply behind the hat.They couldn't see what the face looked like.But standing among the workers, he stands out from the crowd.

Azarov, the director of the Southern Machinery Factory, also noticed the tall figure among the crowd. He went straight to the other person's back and patted him on the shoulder.

The middle-aged man turned his head and smiled at him.

Azarov was not polite either, and directly questioned the other party, "My name is Azarov, are you a worker at our Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant? I don't think I've ever seen you before."

"Yes, I am indeed not a worker at the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant."

The middle-aged man answered the other party's question honestly, "It's just that the rain is too heavy this time. I can't continue on my way, so I have to stand here to hide from the rain."

Then he handed Azarov another cigarette and lit the fire for him.Asked, "I'm a little curious, what happened in the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant, why all the workers did not work, but stood outside the plant to sit in protest?"

"Oh, it's a long story."

Azarov is also full of bitterness and has no place to pour it out. "Recently, what policy has been introduced by the Moscow Central Committee to forcibly transfer some skilled workers to the Far Eastern Siberia region, and what is said to support construction. We don't understand either. Since it is a red-headed document The task that came down, we can only do it correctly. But I didn’t expect that they would ask our family members to move there without compensation, and it may take a long time to live here. Originally, some of the workers were native Ukrainians. Of course they were unwilling to accept such conditions. So conflicts broke out, workers refused to relocate, and they were unwilling to start work, unless the problem was resolved, they were willing to relocate there.”

The middle-aged man's expression was a bit serious, and he asked slowly, "Didn't someone tell them that the central government's documents are voluntary? And the relocated workers try not to choose locals. If they relocate, the central government will also give With a sufficiently generous subsidy standard, there will not be any major property losses due to relocation."

Azarov shook his head and dropped half of the ashtray on the ground, "No one told us about these things at all. The above only issued a document to force us to relocate. No other conditions were mentioned."

The middle-aged man was silent, as if he was thinking about something.

The atmosphere became a little awkward, and it was Azarov who finally broke the deadlock, "By the way, they also said at that time that the central government would carry out more relocation plans in Ukraine, the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant and Nikolai The Ukrainian shipyard is just the beginning, and there will be more plans to be implemented in the future. It is said that the central government is going to kill Ukraine and use our heavy industry system to feed the weak and poor Far East. We Hearing it, of course he quit, why should Ukraine serve as the Soviet Union’s granary and heavy industry base, and then go to support some Far East project? This is simply targeting us Ukrainians everywhere!”

"Is that what you think?"

The umbrella was still dripping, and the middle-aged man held the handle of the umbrella with both hands and sighed, "Could this be one of the reasons for your strike?"

Azarov nodded, and said with some pride, "Yes, I remember that this statement came from within the government at the beginning, and even Ukrainians with a sense of justice in the Ukrainian government couldn't stand it anymore. Stand up and support our actions, and the repressive police of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are also sympathetic to our protests. At that time, we will be able to force Moscow to make concessions. General Secretary Yanayev is an enlightened leader, and we can reason with them of."

"What if it doesn't make sense?"

"Keep fighting until our voices are heeded!"

The cigarette in his hand was almost burnt out. Azarov flicked it. The cigarette butt drew an arc in the rain and landed in a small pool not far away. .

For them, it's not like helpless cigarette butts, they can only use this extreme method to let out their inner roars.Although that blazing heat will soon be submerged by more turbulent water.

After listening to Azarov's ins and outs, the middle-aged man asked, "If I tell you that you have been cheated, and that the policies of the central government have been misinterpreted by some people with sinister intentions, I will tell you. Azarov Comrade Rove, how would you feel?"

"Cheated? Hahahaha, it's impossible." Azarov laughed dryly, "Are you kidding, my comrade. These are absolutely true news, how could we be deceived?"

As a small workshop director, Azarov's views on some issues are still too naive.Political struggles are cruel, and every little person involved in a conspiracy may become a pawn in the hands of someone, the kind of pawn that is discarded when it is used up.

"It is these absolutely true news that deceive you. Those people want you to think that what you see is the truth, but in fact it is a hoax carefully planned by some people with ulterior motives. These are not the truth at all, but outright Lies. They use despicable lies to deceive many people who don't know the truth. In order to achieve evil goals, they try to make you use it as a gun."

"Whether it's the Ukrainian government or the suppression by the Ministry of Internal Affairs police, it's all a plot of collusion. I'm afraid the black hands behind the scenes are hiding in a dark corner now, proudly watching the contradiction between the two parties deepen. This The more turbid the water is, the more profit he can make, don't underestimate the shamelessness of speculators."

This time it was Azarov's turn to be speechless.

The middle-aged man said to himself, "Secherbitsky, is this the trick you set for me? If I followed the content of the document, I'm afraid I'd have been led into the trap you set up long ago. Are you in? Hehe."

The middle-aged man took off his hat, revealing a heroic face.Azarov stared into his eyes, scratched his head, always felt as if he had seen this person somewhere.Because this face appeared frequently on a certain occasion.

He didn't know it was because he drank too much vodka at the dinner table last night, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this familiar face.In the end, I had no choice but to ask helplessly, "By the way, I have been chatting with you for so long, and I still don't know your name?"

The middle-aged man smiled gently. He opened the black umbrella, took a step into the rain outside the eaves, and said without looking back, "My name is Vladimir, a member of the Moscow Council of Ministers." The chairman is also your representative in this negotiation."

His drowsy head seemed to have been poured with a basin of cold water, and Azarov was startled suddenly when he heard his answer.The figure that often haunted Secretary Zhong in his mind gradually overlapped with the middle-aged man in front of him, and finally became a single person.

The rumored next Soviet President, General Secretary, the youngest Vladimir.

Azarov opened his mouth, too frightened to speak.

A government-brand convoy was heading towards the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant. The workers sitting cross-legged on the ground stood up one after another, wanting to see who was coming.

"The one in the middle car should be Vladimir, right?"

"I don't know, but judging by the ostentation, there shouldn't be anything wrong, Chairman of the Council of Ministers of the Soviet Union, this is a very important official in Moscow."

The workers were discussing the coming convoy enthusiastically in private, and no one would realize that the ordinary middle-aged man standing in front of them was the representative of what they were talking about.

Azarov's eyes widened. He really couldn't connect the unassuming middle-aged man in front of him with the powerful leader in Moscow.

"Are you the negotiator sent by the central government?"

Vladimir shrugged and responded.

"Yes, our negotiations are ready to begin anytime."

Chapter 949 The Strike Scapegoat

Azarov was speechless in surprise. Who would have thought that an insignificant passer-by would be the hottest power holder in the Soviet Union, and he also used small talk to set the bottom line for the strikers' negotiating demands.

The chat between the two is over. He is not the initiator of this strike, but a follower of the upper class.Secretary Cameroslav of the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant was the mastermind who manipulated the strike.

Vladimir held an umbrella, leaving him with an indifferent back.He walked towards the convoy, facing Sechelbitsky in the car, clutching his umbrella tightly, watching the Chairman of the Council of Ministers walking towards him with a pale face.

Vladimir raised his eyebrows, and stood in front of Secherbitski imposingly, looking at him calmly, staring at him until he was hairy.

"what do you want?"

The person on the opposite side finally spoke. He exuded a terrifying aura all over his body, and this aura had the same feeling as the high-ranking Kremlin leader.

fear.

Even though all the people around Secherbycki were standing around him, but the other party was alone, standing here and there without moving, it was already enough to scare the others so that they did not dare to raise their eyes.Not everyone can imitate this kind of leadership temperament holding a lot of power. He has a natural leadership temperament.

Vladimir's first sentence confused Secherbycki. He smiled and asked, pretending not to understand, "What? I don't understand what the chairman of the Council of Ministers means?"

He answered each other word by word, "You know what I mean. Behind the workers' riot is not only a simple conflict of interest, but a conspiracy carefully planned by some people. They thought I would arrive as agreed Warsaw, but no one thought that I would go to the Southern Machinery Manufacturing Plant one step ahead of time to find out the situation. It’s not their fault. I even lied to Moscow. How could those people know the truth. But some people are destined to go too far for themselves Curiosity pays the price...you know what I mean?"

Sechelbycki tried his best to control his facial expressions, not to show any emotions, and to suppress the turmoil in his heart.