"Great, this is really great." Yakov couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard that Ustinov agreed to establish a new weapon project and that he would also participate in the research, development and manufacturing. He said to Sokov excitedly: "Misha, for this, we should find a place to celebrate."
Naturally, Sokov would not object to Yakov's proposal. It has been several months since I came to this era. Except for the first few days in the town of Khimki, I spent the rest of my time participating in battles. Now that I have the opportunity to wander around and take a good look at the Moscow I will be familiar with in later generations. , why not do it.
Just when he was about to nod in agreement, he suddenly thought that the purpose of his trip was to escort Rokossovsky to the military hospital in Moscow for treatment. But since he got off the plane yesterday, Rokossovsky was picked up by people from the hospital. After he left, I didn't know what his condition was. Thinking of this, he said to Yakov with some embarrassment: "Yakov, although I really want to celebrate with you, but I can't do that now. I have to go to the hospital to visit Comrade Commander to find out how his injury is! "
"So this is what you are worried about." Yakov was a little unhappy when he heard that Sokov rejected his request, but he learned that Sokov wanted to visit Rokossovsky and could not meet him. I went to celebrate by myself, and my mood became calm again. He smiled and said: "Don't worry, General Rokossovsky's operation was successful and all the shrapnel on his back was removed. His life is not in any danger. He only needs to rest well for two months before he can return to the hospital." We're on the front line. Let's go, let's celebrate."
Now that Yakov had already said this, it would be a bit pretentious if Sokov refused again, so he nodded vigorously and said cheerfully: "Okay, let's go find a place to celebrate. "
On the streets of Moscow, Sokov did not see the barricades he imagined, but an orderly scene. Pedestrians coming and going stopped at the shops on the roadside from time to time to see if there were any goods they needed. ; He even saw children playing on the street. If it weren't for the occasional patrol that appeared in his field of vision, Sokov almost thought he had returned to Moscow in peacetime.
Yakov was very familiar with Moscow, and he took Sokov to a restaurant next to Mayakovsky Square with ease. Before entering, he smiled and said to Sokov: "Misha, although the restaurant here is not luxurious, the food it serves is the most complete in Moscow."
Yakov’s words aroused Sokov’s interest. After he sat down at the dining table, he asked Yakov curiously: “Yakov, as far as I know, Moscow, like all cities in the Soviet Union, has implemented a rationing system. . But why can the restaurant here still provide enough food to the 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. There are diplomats, journalists and some celebrities from all over the world here. We must always create a place for them. It’s a comfortable environment.”
Sokov heard Yakov's voiceover. The restaurant here was specially set up to take care of the crooked nuts. Thinking of this, he said with some lack of confidence: "Yakov, since this place serves Waiguoren, is it appropriate for us to come here?"
"Don't worry, Misha." Yakov waved to Sokov and said confidently: "I have been here several times and am familiar with the manager. There will be no problem." After that, he turned to the station. A waiter not far away waved to him to come over.
The male waiter walked up to the two of them and said politely: "I'm sorry, comrade soldiers, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Give me the menu," Yakov said.
Unexpectedly, the male waiter looked Yakov up and down, shook his head, and said politely and distantly: "I'm sorry, comrade soldiers, we only accept crooked nuts here, please leave."
"What, let us leave?" Yakov did not expect that the male waiter would actually say that. His face suddenly turned red and he shouted at him: "Call your manager out."
Unexpectedly, the male waiter said without being humble or condescending: "I'm sorry, comrade soldiers, our manager is not here. Even if he is here, he will not receive you, so please leave."
If this male waiter had a bad attitude, maybe Sokov would help Yakov by saying a few words, but the other person spoke so politely that even if he wanted to interrupt, he wouldn't know what to say.
At this time, a middle-aged man in a suit came over and asked the waiter: "Liao Sha, what happened?"
"Comrade Deputy Manager," the male waiter known as Liao Sha quickly explained to the middle-aged man: "These two military comrades want to dine here. I told them no, but they refused to listen to my explanation. You can’t stay.”
"Okay, I know. You go ahead and do your work first." After the deputy manager sent Liao Sha away, he looked at Sokov and Yakov, and then said to Sokov, who had a high military rank. Comrade Commander, I am Constantine, the deputy manager of the restaurant. Although I welcome the two commanders who are serving the country to visit our shabby place, it is a pity that ours is a foreign-related restaurant and we will not accept foreigners. People, please forgive me. If you can, please leave now!"
Faced with the deputy manager who issued the eviction order, Sokov felt dumbfounded. If he was facing a bad-mouthed restaurant assistant manager, Yakov could make the other person miserable and walk away, but the other person's attitude was always polite, making it impossible for him to get angry even if he wanted to.
In this situation, Sokov could only turn to Yakov for help, and asked with a wry smile: "Yakov, tell me, what should we do now?"
Yakov hit two nails in a row and was feeling unhappy. When he heard Sokov's question, he raised his hand and slammed the table and said angrily: "Call your manager out and he will tell you." , who am I?"
"I'm sorry, Comrade Captain." Constantine said to Yakov with a smile: "We are a foreign-related restaurant here and cannot accommodate foreigners. This is a rule. Please forgive me. Besides, even if Comrade Manager is here, he will not I can't let you stay here to dine. I think you should find another restaurant."
"I won't leave." Yakov may have felt that the deputy manager made him unable to step down, and he was also stubborn. He looked up at Konstantin and said: "Go and call the manager out. If he asks me to leave, I will leave here immediately without saying anything."
Seeing that Yakov was so stubborn and insisted on staying here for dinner, Constantine became more and more dissatisfied and spoke in a much heavier tone: "Comrade Captain, if you don't leave, then I will notify the police and ask them to I’ve come to ask you two to leave.”
When Yakov heard what Constantine said, he made an invitation gesture to him and said casually: "Please! If you want to call anyone, just go ahead and call him. Anyway, if you can't eat here today, I will definitely Don’t leave the restaurant even half a step.”
Seeing that Yakov was acting rogue, Constantine 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. When the call came through, he immediately said into the phone: "Is this the Civilian Police Station? This is the Volga Restaurant, and I am the deputy manager Konstantin. The situation is like this. Two soldiers insist on coming to our place to dine. I have already I told them that this is a foreign-related restaurant and does not accept foreigners, but they still refused to leave. Please..."
The policeman who answered the phone heard that someone was causing trouble at the Volga Restaurant and said quickly: "Comrade Deputy Manager, please wait a moment. I will report the matter to the director immediately and arrange for personnel to deal with the matter."
After the police put down the phone, they immediately ran to the director's office and reported to Director Solikovsky. When Solikovsky heard that someone was causing trouble in the foreign-related Volga restaurant, he quickly called four or five policemen on duty and led them to the Volga restaurant.
Seeing Solikovsky personally leading the team to the restaurant, the deputy manager Konstantin hurriedly greeted him and said with a smile: "Comrade Major, why are you personally leading the team today?"
"I heard that someone is causing trouble in your restaurant," Solikovsky said angrily, "I came here specifically to see who he is and how bold he is."
"It's those two soldiers." Konstantin pointed to the two Yakovs sitting in the corner of the restaurant, and read Solikovsky and said: "No matter how I persuade them, they refuse to leave, and they are very reluctant to eat here. "Comrade Major, do you think..." Before he could finish his words, he saw Solikovsky staring at the two soldiers, his mouth wide open in surprise, as if he had seen something surprising.
"Comrade Major," Konstantin asked with concern after seeing Solikovsky's unusual behavior, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Solikovsky had seen Yakov here several times and naturally knew his identity. But the assistant manager beside him, Constantine, didn't know that the new waiters who had only been working here for two days didn't even know Yakov's identity, otherwise they wouldn't 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 Fadeev and ask him to come back and handle the matter personally."
"But Comrade Fadeev is having a meeting in the city and won't be back for a while..." Just halfway through his words, he saw Solikovsky turning his head and walking out, and he quickly grabbed the other party's hand. He held up his hand and asked in confusion: "Comrade Major, the matter here has not been settled yet? Why are you leaving?"
Solikovsky quickly waved his hand at him and said: "Comrade Konstantin, I have not been to the restaurant today, and you have not seen me. Do you understand? This matter is a bit tricky. I suggest you call the law immediately." Comrade Deev called and asked him to come back to the restaurant immediately, otherwise I really don't know what the consequences will be. I'm sorry, there are still things in the bureau, I have to leave." After that, he took a few people with him. The policeman left without looking back.
Looking at Solikovsky's leaving figure, Constantine was a little dumbfounded. He had only been working here for less than two days, and the waiter in the restaurant had just been replaced. Who could scare Solikovsky? Running away, I really can't think of anything. But he thought of Solikovsky's last few words to him, so he quickly walked to the counter, picked up the phone, called the city's duty room, and asked the duty clerk to inform the manager Fadeev to answer the phone. .
The meeting in the city had just ended and Fadeev was about to leave. When he passed the duty room, he was stopped by the duty officer and said he had his phone number. Fadeev picked up the phone full of doubts and said into the receiver: "I am Fadeev, who am I lucky enough 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 dining in our restaurant. I have told them that this is a foreign-related restaurant and does not accept foreigners. , but they refused to leave. I asked Major Solikovsky from the Civilian Police Station to handle the matter. Unexpectedly, after the major saw the two of them, he immediately turned around and left. Before leaving, he specifically told me to let him go. I’ll call you and ask you to return to the restaurant as soon as possible to handle the matter.”
When Fadeev heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little in his heart, thinking that maybe Constantine had offended someone he shouldn't have offended. He asked cautiously: "What do those two soldiers look like?"
Constantine quickly turned to look at where Yakov and the others were, and at the same time described their appearance to Fadeev on the other end of the phone: "One is a major, tall, with short blond hair, and a face thin……"
After hearing Konstantin's description of Sokov, Fadeyev shook his head and said to himself: I have never seen this person before, he must not be a big shot. He then asked, "What does the other guy look like?"
After Constantine described Yakov's appearance, cold sweat broke out on Fadeev's forehead. After he raised his hand to wipe the sweat, he asked nervously: "Comrade Deputy Manager, what is the rank of that soldier?" , is he a captain?"
"Yes, Comrade Manager." Constantine nodded and replied affirmatively: "The other person is indeed a captain. How did you know?"
If Constantine were in front of Fadeev at this moment, he would definitely be beaten up by the latter. It is not good for you to offend anyone, but you have offended the eldest son of the Supreme Commander himself. Even if it is to seek death, it is not what you did. . Thinking of this, he quickly ordered Constantine: "Comrade Deputy Manager, the meeting in the city has ended, I will rush back immediately. Your task now is to personally take the menu and apologize to the captain, and then tell him what he wants to eat. What are you going to give him, do you understand?"
Although Constantine didn't know why Fadeev was so afraid of a captain, he also realized that something was wrong. He nodded quickly and replied: "I understand, Comrade Manager, I will send the menu to Comrade Captain immediately."
