"Great, this is great." Yakov was overjoyed when he heard that Ustinov agreed to launch a new weapon project and that he would participate in research and development and manufacturing. He said to Sokov with some excitement: "Misha, for this, we should find a place to celebrate."
Sokov naturally would not object to Yakov's proposal. He has been in this era for several months. Except for the first few days in Shimki, he has been participating in the battle. Since he has the opportunity to wander around and take a good look at Moscow, which he is familiar with in his later generations, why not do it?
Just as he was about to nod and agreed, he suddenly realized that the purpose of his trip was to escort Rokosovsky to the military hospital in Moscow to treat his injuries. However, since he got off the plane yesterday and Rokosovsky was picked up by the hospital, he still didn't know what was going on. Thinking of this, he said to Yakov with some embarrassment: "Yakov, although I really want to celebrate with you, it's not possible now. I also have to go to the hospital to visit the commander and understand how his injuries are!"
"So you are worried about this." Yakov was a little unhappy when he heard Sokov rejecting his request, but he learned that Sokov was unable to celebrate with him because he wanted to visit Rokosovsky and was unable to celebrate with him. He smiled and said, "Don't worry, General Rokosovsky's surgery was very successful, and the shrapnel on his back had been taken out. He was not in danger of his life. He only needed to rest for two months before he could return to the front line. Let's go and celebrate."
Since Yakov had already said this, if Sokov refused again, he would be a little pretentious, so he nodded vigorously and said readily: "Okay, let's find a place to celebrate now."
On the streets of Moscow, Sokov did not see the barricades they imagined, but a scene of order. Pedestrians coming and going stopped in the shops on the roadside to see if there were any goods he needed. He even saw children playing on the street. If it weren't for the patrols that occasionally appeared in sight, Sokov almost thought he had returned to Moscow in a peaceful era.
Yakov was very familiar with Moscow. He took Sokov to a restaurant next to Mayakovsky Square with a familiarity. Before entering the door, he smiled and said to Sokov: "Misha, although the restaurant here is not luxurious, the food it can serve is the most complete in Moscow."
Yakov's words aroused Sokov's interest. After sitting down at the dining table, he asked Yakov curiously: "Yakov, as far as I know, Moscow, like all cities in the Soviet Union, has a rationing system. But why can the restaurants here provide enough food for guests?"
Yakov tilted his head, shrugged his shoulders and said, "Misha, you have to know that Moscow is the capital of the Soviet Union after all, and there are diplomats, journalists and some well-known people from all over the world. We always have to create a comfortable environment for them."
Sokov heard Yakov's voice outside the painting. The restaurant here was specially set up to take care of the bad guys. Thinking of this, he said with some confidence: "Yakov, since this place is for the bad guys, is it appropriate for us to come here?"
"Don't worry, Misha." Yakov waved his hand to Sokov and said confidently: "I have been here a few times and I am very familiar with the manager. There will be no problem." After that, he waved to a male waiter standing not far away, signaling him to come over.
The male waiter walked up to the two of them and said politely: "I'm sorry, comrade soldier, do I have anything to serve you?"
"Give me the menu," Yakov said.
Unexpectedly, the male waiter looked Yakov up and down, shook his head, and said politely and estrangely: "I'm sorry, comrades in the military, we only receive Wei Guoren here, please leave."
"What, let's leave?" Yakov didn't expect the waiter to say this, and suddenly blushed and said loudly to him: "Call your manager out."
Unexpectedly, the male waiter said in a humble and arrogant manner: "I'm sorry, comrade soldier, our manager is not here. Even if he is here, he will not receive you. Please leave."
If the waiter had a bad attitude, maybe Sokov would have helped Yakov say a few words, but the other party spoke politely, so he didn't know what to say even if he wanted to interrupt.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit came over and asked the waiter: "Liao Sha, what happened?"
"Deputy Manager," the male waiter known as Liao Sha quickly explained to the middle-aged man: "These two military comrades want to have a meal here. I told them that they couldn't, but they refused to listen to my explanation and had to stay."
"Okay, I know. You go and do it first." After the deputy manager sent Liao Sha away, he looked at Sokov and Yakov and said to Sokov, who had a high military rank, "Comrade Commander, I am the deputy manager of the restaurant. Although I welcome the two commanders who serve the country to visit our shabby place, unfortunately, our place is a foreign-related restaurant and will not receive any of our own people. Please forgive me. If possible, please leave now!"
Facing the deputy manager of the expelled order, Sokov felt amused and crying. If he was facing a deputy manager of a restaurant who spoke ill of each other, Yakov could make the other party unable to take it, but the other party's attitude was always polite, making him unable to start even if he wanted to get angry.
In this situation, Sokov could only turn his attention to Yakov and asked with a wry smile: "Yakov, tell me, what should we do now?"
Yakov hit two nails in a row, feeling unhappy. When he heard Sokov's question, he raised his hand and slapped the table, and said angrily: "Call your manager out, he will tell you who am I?"
"I'm sorry, Captain." Konstantin said to Yakov with a smile: "We are a foreign-related restaurant and cannot receive our own people. This is a regulation, so please forgive me. Besides, even if the manager is here, he cannot let you stay here for dinner. I think you should change another one."
"I won't leave." Yakov may have felt that the deputy manager made him a little unable to get out of the stage and was also stubborn. He looked up at Constantine and said, "You go and call the manager out. If he asked me to leave, I will definitely leave here without saying a word."
Seeing that Yakov was so stubborn and had to stay here for dinner, Constantine became more and more dissatisfied, and her tone of speech became much heavier: "Captain, if you don't leave again, I will notify the police and ask them to ask you two to leave."
When Yakov heard Constantine say this, he gave him a gesture of invitation and said carelessly: "Please! Who do you want to call someone? Just call me. If you can't eat here today, I will never leave the restaurant."
Konstantin saw Yakov playing a rogue, and Wuming couldn't help but get angry. He turned around and walked to the counter, picked up the phone on the table, and called the nearby police station. After the phone was heard, he immediately said to the microphone: "Is it the police station? I am Volga Restaurant, and I am the deputy manager Konstantin. The situation is like this. Two soldiers insisted on coming to our place for dinner. I have told them that this is a foreign-related restaurant and will not receive their own people, but they will never leave. Please... "
The police officer who answered the phone heard someone going to the Volga restaurant to make trouble and quickly said, "Comrade Deputy Manager, please wait for a while. I will report this matter to the director immediately and arrange for people to deal with it."
After the police put down the phone, they immediately ran to the director's office and reported to the director Solikovsky. Solikovsky heard that someone was making trouble in the Volga restaurant involved in foreign affairs, so he quickly called four or five police officers on duty and took them to the Volga restaurant.
Seeing Solikovsky personally bringing people to the restaurant, Deputy Manager Constantine quickly greeted him and said with a smile: "Comrade Major, why are you leading the team yourself today?"
"I heard that someone was making trouble in your restaurant," Solikovsky said angrily: "I came to see who is, and how dare I be bold."
"It's those two soldiers." Konstantin pointed his finger at Yakov and the other two sitting in a corner of the restaurant. Solikovsky said, "No matter how I persuaded them, they would not leave. They were very much dining here. Comrade Major, see if..." Before he finished speaking, Solikovsky stared at the two soldiers, opened his mouth in surprise, as if he had seen something surprising.
"Comrade Major," Constantine asked with concern when he saw Solikovsky's abnormal behavior: "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Solykovsky had met Yakov several times here, so he naturally knew his identity. But the deputy manager Konstantin, who was beside him, didn't know that the new waiters who had just arrived here to work for less than two days were even more unaware of Yakov's identity, otherwise they would not have made any move to persuade Yakov to leave.
Solikovsky took a deep breath and said to Konstantin: "Comrade Konstantin, if I were you, I would call the manager Fadeyev and ask him to come back to deal with the matter in person."
"But Comrade Fadeyev was in the city and couldn't come back for a while..." As soon as he said halfway through his words, Solikovsky turned his head and walked out. He quickly grabbed the other party's hand and asked in confusion: "Comrade Major, what's going on here has not been handled yet? Why are you leaving?"
Solikovsky waved his hand at him and said, "Comrade Constantine, I have never been to the restaurant today, and you have never seen me, do you understand? This matter is a bit tricky. I suggest you call Comrade Fadeyev immediately and ask him to come back to the restaurant immediately, otherwise I really don't know what the consequences will be. Sorry, there is still something in the bureau, and I'm leaving." After that, he took several police officers and left without looking back.
Looking at Solikovsky's back as he left, Konstantin was a little stunned. He had been working here for less than two days, and the waiter in the restaurant was also a newcomer. Who was so scared that Solikovsky was so scared that he ran away in panic. He really couldn't think of it. But when he thought of the words Solikovsky told him last, he hurried to the counter, picked up the phone, called the city's duty room, and asked the duty officer to notify the manager Fatiev to answer the phone.
The city meeting just ended, and Fatiev was about to leave. When he passed the duty room, he was stopped by the duty officer and said that he had his own phone number. Fatiev picked up the phone with full of doubt and said to the microphone: "I am Fatiev, who am I lucky to be talking to?"
"Comrade Manager, it's me, Constantine." The deputy manager said with a sad face on the phone: "Two soldiers came today and insisted on having a meal in our restaurant. I had told him that this was a foreign-related restaurant and would not receive his own people, but they just refused to leave. I asked Major Solikovsky of the police station to deal with this matter. Unexpectedly, when the major saw the two, he turned around and left. Before leaving, he specifically told me to call you and ask you to return to the restaurant as soon as possible to deal with this matter."
When Fadeyev heard this, his heart skipped a beat, thinking that maybe Constantine had offended someone he shouldn't have offended. He asked carefully: "What do those two soldiers look like?"
Konstantin quickly turned his head to look at Yakov and his friends, and at the same time described their appearance to Fadeyev on the other end of the phone: "One is a major, tall, with short golden hair and thin face..."
After hearing Konstantin's description of Sokov, Fadeyev shook his head and said to himself: I must have never seen this person before, I must not be a big shot. He then asked, "What does the other person look like?"
After Konstantin described Yakov's appearance, a cold sweat broke out on Fatiev's forehead. After raising his hand to wipe the sweat, he asked nervously: "Comrade Deputy Manager, is that military rank captain?"
"Yes, comrade manager." Constantine nodded and replied affirmatively: "The other man is indeed a captain, how did you know?"
If Constantine was in front of Fadeyev at this moment, he would definitely be beaten by the latter. It would be better for you to offend anyone, but he would offend the eldest son of the Supreme Commander himself. Even if he was trying to die, he would not do this. Thinking of this, he quickly ordered Constantine: "Comrade Deputy Manager, the meeting in the city has ended, and I will rush back immediately. Your current task is to take the menu in person to apologize to the captain, and then give him whatever he wants to eat. Do you understand?"
Although Constantine didn't know why Fadeyev was so afraid of a captain, he realized something was wrong and nodded and replied: "I understand, comrade manager, I will send the menu to the captain immediately."
Chapter completed!