Chapter 329
It was noon, in the apartment allocated by the former General Political Department near the Garden Ring Road, Yuri, naked, carried the still wet Ligia out of the bathroom and placed her directly on the wide bed. Then he grasped her ankles with both hands, lifted her snow-white thighs, and then held them with one hand, pushing them towards her chest.
Lygia, with a flushed face, let out a soft moan, raised her upper body, put her arms around her knees, and then watched the man standing beside the bed kneel on one knee on the edge of the bed and throw himself towards her. The battlefield suddenly extended from the bathroom to the bedroom.
She didn't know how long it was before she finally felt the man explode inside her body. Ligia turned over, panting, and pressed on Yuri, who was also panting, and kissed him gently all over.
Lying on the bed, feeling the softness of Ligia's lips, Yuri's mind drifted away.
Everything turned around so quickly. In just one day, Igor's case was overturned. However, he was the only one who was actually released. His charges were cleared, his job was reinstated, and the original decision to expel him from the party was annulled. For this, he even got a month's vacation.
At the same time, a sabotage group composed of conspirators emerged in Minsk. The members of this sabotage group were relatives of those who were labeled as traitors during the war. They hated the Soviet regime and the victory of the Great Patriotic War, and attempted to plan a sabotage campaign against the Soviet motherland.
These conspirators hid very deeply. They were good at disguising themselves, but at the same time they were cruel and ruthless and committed many evil things. Fortunately, their conspiracy and ugly faces were discovered by the investigators of the People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs, and what awaits them is the punishment of the people's iron fist.
The People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs organized a new case handling team. The original investigators and informants of Igor's case, as well as those who testified against him, were all detained. In less than two days, all of them confessed. Four people involved in the case were quickly executed by firing squad, and six were sentenced to exile, where they would spend their lives on the Siberian ice sheet.
Comrade Beria arranged for someone to send an interrogation report to Yuri, but he never showed up from beginning to end, and did not even make a phone call.
Although he didn't know what happened during this process, Yuri was clear about one thing: Comrade Beria was very unhappy. He might have offended him invisibly and caused his dissatisfaction.
However, after experiencing this incident, Yuri is no longer worried about these things. He has figured out that if he retreats simply because he is worried about offending or provoking someone, he will only have two results in the future: either he will be marginalized and eventually become a second-rate character, or he will be easily dealt with without even a chance to resist.
If you want to enjoy power, you must have enough self-confidence. A person who lacks self-confidence and is afraid of wolves in front and tigers behind cannot grasp power, even if someone puts power in his hands. Even if you can't be a tiger or a wolf, at least be a hedgehog, so that others know that there is a price to pay for touching you.
Anyway, Igor's problem was solved perfectly. Although Yuri felt a little pressured, he didn't show it. He really didn't show it, even at home.
With Igor's matter coming to an end, Angelia was relieved and she was very happy these two days. Of course, Yuri's father-in-law was also like this, and the old man even came to Moscow specially.
After lying on the bed for a while and waiting until Lygia beside him calmed down, Yuri got up, pulled his pajamas over his body, and walked out of the bedroom.
In the living room outside the bedroom, several drawings were placed on the coffee table. Yuri walked over, sat down on the sofa, then picked up the drawing on the coffee table and looked at it with a frown.
The drawing showed the design of a magnificent building, which was designed by the Moscow Design Institute. In two days, they came up with a total of four design versions, but none of them met Yuri's requirements, at least, they did not meet the requirements of the magnificent building in his memory.
Of course, the building under design is not the Palace of Soviets. After all, the design of the Palace of Soviets has been finalized and Comrade Stalin is very satisfied. If it is modified, it will only be superfluous. The building under design is the Ministry of Heavy Industry Building to be built on Lermontov Square in the future. In Yuri's previous life, this building was one of the seven landmarks of Moscow. It was also a Soviet imprint that could not be erased for a long time after the disintegration of the Soviet Union.
After looking through the four design drawings one by one, Yuri still felt unsatisfied. He threw the drawings on the coffee table and lit a cigarette for himself with a somewhat depressed look.
There were rustling footsteps coming from the open bedroom door. After a while, Lygia, wearing a tight purple dance costume, jumped out. She stood on tiptoe and did two spinning movements in a ballet style. Then she ran to the sofa with a giggle and sat directly on Yuri's thigh. She said, "My dear, you don't come here often, and it's too lonely living here alone, so I wonder if I can find a companion to live with me?"
Yuri raised the hand holding the cigarette to avoid burning her, and put his other hand around her back, smiling, "If it's a man, it won't work, but if it's a woman, we can still consider it."
"Of course it's a woman, my best friend," said Lygia, hitting him in a reproachful manner. "She gave me my favorite music box, and she made it herself."
"Oh," a flash of inspiration came to Yuri's mind, as if something had been forgotten. He tried hard to grasp it, but failed.
"Then I'll have her move in in the next two days." Ligia was not a girl who could read people's faces very well. She didn't notice Yuri's slightly frowned brows, but continued, "This way, I won't have to be afraid at night anymore."
"Well, as long as you like it," Yuri came back to his senses, put out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray, and put one hand on Ligia's chest, wrapped around one of her medium-sized breasts, and rubbed it wantonly.
It was obvious that she was not wearing a bra under the elastic fabric, and it felt very good to rub it. However, Yuri was not focused on enjoying it. He had already grasped the fleeting inspiration and had a very good idea in his mind.
Yuri did it without hesitation. He picked up Ligia and laid her horizontally on the sofa. He kissed her red lips first and then said, "Okay, I have to go. It's time to work."
"When will you come again?" Lygia didn't pester him, but just asked while looking at his back.
"Maybe in two days," Yuri said casually and walked quickly into the bedroom.
In fact, Ligia is not really obsessed with Yuri. She is still young and more playful. To her, Yuri is more like a support, a support who can give her a good life. As long as the current life remains unchanged, it doesn’t even matter whether Yuri comes or not.
After leaving Ligia's residence, Yuri did not go to his workplace, but took a bus directly to the Moscow Design Institute. Now, May Day was approaching, and he was thinking of giving Comrade Stalin a gift that he would definitely like during this year's Labor Day celebration.
This gift was a huge model of the Moscow city. He wanted to put the Palace of Soviets, which was being planned and built, and the famous "Seven Sisters" in later generations on this model. He wanted to show the grandeur and atmosphere of the so-called Stalinist architectural style in a three-dimensional way in front of Comrade Stalin through the model. Then he promised Comrade Stalin that in the next two five-year plans, these landmark buildings with far-reaching significance would be built one by one.
If this model could win the favor of Comrade Stalin and the construction plan of the Seven Sisters could be approved, then Yuri could be sure of one thing: according to the historical evolution of his previous life, he would not have to worry about having nothing to do until Comrade Stalin went to meet Marx.
A Soviet Palace, plus the massive project of the "Seven Sisters", are one political achievement after another on his way forward. In this process, as long as he does not deliberately commit suicide, he will be safe.
Being the largest contractor in the Soviet Union has become Yuri's current political ideal. He believes that he needs to work hard and manage his power in the next few years, keep a low profile and do whatever projects Comrade Stalin likes. He may not get close to the power core of Moscow in the next few years, but he must not stay away from this core, especially he must not disappear from Comrade Stalin's sight for a long time.
As the saying goes: fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. From this incident, Yuri has understood a lot and seen a lot. This can be said to be a step forward in his political career, or that he is rapidly maturing. He is gradually completing a transition from a soldier to a politician, which seems to be crucial to him.
