Three hundred and ninetieth chapters trust relationship
"Dong dong dong."
As the office door was knocked again, Erhard politely shouted: "Please come in!"
Erhard took a good look at the cap of the pen in his hand, placed it gently on the upper right corner of the table, and looked at a middle-aged man with a smile who was pushing the door in.
"It's you, Comrade Valentin." Looking at the familiar figure in front of him, Erhard, his boss, said with a smile on his face.
Yes, Erhard was a German. At the same time, he also served as the German head of the Ukrainian Kiev Cooperative, one of the many Soviet-German railway construction cooperatives.
But after all, we were on the territory of the Soviet Union, so he just followed the locals and learned the term comrade that the Soviets liked to use.
Of course, calling him a comrade does not mean that Erhard is really like-minded with these Soviet people. At least here, Erhard's status is higher than that of the Soviets who are nominally at the same level as him in the cooperative.
The person in charge, Valentin, is much taller.
This is not because Erhard always likes to wear the majestic leather jacket on weekdays, which makes him look more domineering than Valentin, who only wears civilian clothes. The core reason for this status gap lies in the expenditure of the Soviet-German Railway Construction Cooperative.
The expenses were all provided by the German government behind Erhard, and had almost nothing to do with the Soviet government.
On the one hand, this is due to the "rigorous" cooperative attitude of the Germans. They determined that the European standard railway network they promised to build for the Soviet Union would be fulfilled. Therefore, Germany would provide almost all materials needed for road construction immediately.
Shipped to the Soviet Union.
The Germans were so keen to help them build their own railways, and the Soviet officials were naturally very happy. Once the construction of efficient railways was completed, every kilometer of railway built would add to their political achievements.
Credit. So almost no one is opposed to this matter.
It was a pleasure, but apart from appointing a cooperative leader at the same level as Germany, the governments of various parts of the Soviet Union had nothing to do with all the materials needed by the cooperative.
If the cooperative needs people, then let Germany recruit them. If they need food to feed these people, then let the Germans raise it themselves. What, who will provide the wages and benefits? Of course the Germans will provide it.
Anyway, the order issued by superiors only requires local governments to provide all conveniences for railway construction projects and supply equipment, equipment and construction materials needed for project construction. If there are no requirements for other issues, then they can be ignored.
Of course, this does not mean that our Soviet government takes advantage of the Germans. If they want to, they can order the people to contribute to national construction without giving them a penny, food and clothing, and just assign tasks and let them do it.
It's you, the Germans, who are so stupid that you don't know how to use this kind of means to obtain free labor, and feed, clothe, and pay back wages to the stupid ones. Who is to blame? If you are to blame, blame your own stupidity.
"Comrade Erhard..." Valentin also knew that the person in charge of the Soviet Union was just a false position set up by superior officials to divide the credit. He had little power. All expenses in the cooperative had to be paid.
It was up to Erhard to ask for help in Germany. Therefore, Valentin always kept a low profile and communicated with Erhard in a sensible manner: "There is one thing... I hope you can help me...
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When Valentin spoke, he was hesitant, and his tone was a little awkward. No need to guess, Erhard knew what the other party asked him to do.
This is already the 7th time!
"I know, this is the seventh time I've come to ask you for help. It's really troublesome for you...but there's nothing I can do. Only you can help those suffering people." Valentin also knows.
He always troubled Erhard and felt quite guilty when he spoke.
"What? My friend, someone has asked you to help find a job in the cooperative?" Unlike Valentin's embarrassment, Erhard joked calmly: "You know,
Our cooperative simply doesn’t need so many people. To put it bluntly, these people just want to come and eat free rice.”
Valentin looked even more embarrassed when he was exposed. He raised his voice and argued with a blushing face: "No, no, they are not free rice. They just want to make a living. I guarantee that as long as the cooperative arranges work, they will all
Can be completed seriously."
"My friend, give them a way to survive. As I beg you...save my compatriots!" Varian started to cry for help for the seventh time.
In fact, he begged Erhard 7 times in a row, and each time the other party just agreed, Valentin came to beg Erhard again soon after. This does not mean that Valentin is a shameless person who takes extravagant measures.
On the contrary, Valentin wants to save face, and he loves face very much. If he hadn't lived in Ukraine, and if the compatriots around him hadn't been so skinny, he would never have come to beg Erhard, a German, again and again.
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Ever since Stalin announced the promulgation of a decree seven years ago, which basically prohibited Ukrainian farmers from appropriating any agricultural products for themselves, Ukraine, a treasure land of grain production, has been experiencing an abnormal famine crisis.
After prohibiting farmers from possessing harvested grain, Stalin issued another secret order, taking all agricultural tools, livestock, seeds and other means of production in Ukraine into public ownership, and prohibiting the transportation of any grain and finished products into Ukraine.
In rural areas, off-site trading of commodities and agricultural products is prohibited throughout Ukraine. In addition, grain search teams are dispatched to rural areas of Ukraine to confiscate farmers' surplus grain, rations and seed grains.
As a result, in Ukraine, a land with high grain production, grain can only be exported but not imported.
At the same time, Stalin also banned the movement of Ukrainian victims out of the country, completely cut off all communications between Ukraine and the Don River Basin and the outside world, and declared that any hungry people who tried to leave Ukraine without permission would be arrested for treason.
In this way, people in Ukraine would not be able to escape even if they wanted to, but could only stay and work as permanent coolies for the Soviet Union, exporting grain to various parts of the Soviet Union, but having no grain to use themselves.
It is ridiculous to say that in a geomantic treasure land with a grain output of more than 20 million tons, people started to starve to death one after another. The most terrifying thing is that even if you know that it is not an option to continue like this, you still have to stay and continue.
Working as a coolie, starving while growing food for the country...
Fortunately, there is always a path. Just when Ukraine was in a famine crisis, the cooperative jointly established by the Germans and the Soviet government came.
As a special government project, all farmers who join the railway construction cooperatives are exempted from farm work and do not have to deliver food. On the other hand, the Germans seem to be extremely rich, and they give everything to everyone in the cooperatives as soon as they come.
They all paid wages, food, and occasionally daily necessities.
These are all made in Germany.
In Germany, these things are not necessarily that rare. But in Ukraine, a can of Flying Fish luncheon meat can make countless people salivate and envy them.
On one side, Ukrainian farmers working for the Soviet Union struggled to survive every day, facing the fear of starving to death. On the other side, cooperatives working for the Germans provided rye bread, jam, and even occasionally canned luncheon meat.
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Under such circumstances, who would not want to be transferred from the collective farm to the Soviet-German Railway Construction Cooperative if there was some connection?
