Struggle in Soviet Russia

Despite the heavy snow, there are still many people who want to shop in the GUM store like Sofia. When Victor walked to the entrance of the store, two uniformed policemen were walking out of the store front entrance talking and laughing.

The moment they saw Victor and his party, the two policemen were stunned for a moment, then immediately stood up straight, saluting and shouting: "Hello, Chief."

Victor froze for a moment. He looked down at his coat. It was indeed a standard coat of the National Security People’s Committee, royal blue, but the problem was that he didn’t wear anything that could indicate his level, similar to that of an epaulette. Kind of, nothing.

However, he immediately realized that the leader mentioned by the two policemen was not him, but Sophia who was walking beside him.

Sure enough, Sophia paid a military salute to the two policemen, and then walked directly past them.

Victor was about to follow when he heard a woman's voice coming from behind him: "Comrade Victor?"

The voice was crisp and sweet, and there was a faintly sultry amorous feeling in it.

Victor stopped and turned to look in the direction of the sound.

On the steps of the mall two or three steps away, a woman wearing a brown checkered coat and a purple round beret is walking towards this side with a pair of black high boots.

There is not a lot of snow on the woman's body, so obviously she should have come by car, and her bright face was slightly red with cold.

Victor frowned. Within ten seconds of seeing the woman's face, he didn't think of who the other party was, but he felt quite familiar, but as the woman walked up to him, he took off the black leather gloves, and When he stretched out a small jade-like hand in front of him, he suddenly remembered the identity of the other party.

"Miss Valentina, what a coincidence?" Victor said with a smile, holding the woman's warm little hand.

That's right, this woman is Valentina, Valentina Vasilyevna Polovkova who had a relationship with Victor a few months ago.

"Yeah, it's a coincidence," Valentina said, tilting her head slightly, staring aggressively on Victor's face with big eyes, "You...ah, sorry, please do me a favor."

She said this, tucked her gloves into Victor's hands, then took off the hat on her head, and while taking care of the snow falling on her head and hat, she said, "Are you also here to see those American fashions?"

Victor shook his head and smiled: "No, I'm not interested in fashion, just come here and go around."

"Then do you need a shopping guide?" Valentina turned around, turned her back to Victor, and said, "Thank you."

Victor understood what she meant, and while helping her to clean the snow on her shoulders and back, he said, "Will it delay you?"

"Of course not," Valentina turned around happily, without taking the gloves back, just stretched out her arm, tucked her arm directly into Victor's arm, and walked towards the store with his arm. "This is My pleasure."

When he saw this woman for the first time, Victor was wary, and he even arranged for someone to investigate the woman. However, it turns out that there is nothing wrong with this woman. In summary, everything about her is vanity, with a desperate desire to go to the so-called "upper society".

The Soviet Union does not have the distinction between upper-class and lower-class societies that Western countries have, but there is a difference between those in power and ordinary people. Since the implementation of the cadre roster system, this class division caused by the difference in position seems to be increasing. The more obvious it becomes, the stricter it becomes.

Valentina’s family background is not good, and her childhood and youth are not happy, and she can get to this point because she has a good skin that most women admire. Of course, it also has a lot to do with personal opportunities.

Since she became famous, this woman has started her journey of camping, but because of her family background, her camping is of a very low level in terms of means and ability. To put it bluntly, it is very deliberate, deliberately so that people can see it at a glance.

Just like her move towards Victor, it's not too explicit, Victor doesn't need to open his eyes to see, he can smell her thoughts with his nose.

If he met such a woman during the period when he first came to Moscow, Victor would avoid her as far as possible, but now... he is also very interested in this woman.

It has to be said that Victor is running madly on the road to further scumbags. He didn't even remember that Sophia was standing behind him until Valentina's arm fell into his arm.

However, when he turned around and went to find Sophia again, he found that the other party had disappeared.

There was a faint sense of relief in his heart. Victor was about to say something to Varenka when he heard Valentina next to him say: "Let’s go, let’s go upstairs first. The first floor is full of basic life. Necessities, nothing to look at."

Victor swallowed the words he had brought to his mouth again. He looked around subconsciously, but couldn't find where the stairs were.

However, Valentina was obviously a frequent visitor here, and she took Victor around the fountain in the front hall and went upstairs from the side staircase.

Compared with the first floor, which mainly sells daily necessities, tobacco, alcohol, sugar and tea, and the second floor, which mainly sells clothing and imported goods, there are many fewer people.

Although the GUM store is currently reopened, and the alliance is no longer in shortage of supplies as it did in the early days of the war, there are still many showcases on the entire second floor that are empty. According to Valentina, the supply of phonographs, watches, jewellery and toys has not been restored. In other words, major industrial products are still in short supply.

The reason for this is that the factories that originally produced these things are now military factories, the factories that produce phonographs are producing radio stations, the factories that produce watches and jewelry are producing ammunition, and so on.

As for clothing, it is now mainly imported, including a large number of clothing imported from the United States.

Valentina said before that she came to see the clothes. However, she was obviously not very interested in those clothes. Victor took a look and found that a fur coat for women was asking for more than 700 rubles. This thing is obviously not. Valentina's income can be enjoyed.

Coming out of the showcase dedicated to selling clothes, Valentina said: "If you are interested in the clothes here, you can go upstairs, it's much cheaper."

With that said, she had taken the initiative to lead Victor towards the stairwell leading to the top floor.

However, this top floor is obviously not accessible to anyone, because at the entrance of the stairwell, there are two "blue hat" soldiers standing there.

Seeing the three people approaching, the two soldiers stretched out their hands to block the way. One of them first glanced at Varenka, then cast his gaze on Victor and said, "Comrade, please show your credentials."

Varenka stepped forward, took out his ID, and handed it over.

But the two soldiers didn't pick up any of them, didn't even look at them, but still looked at Victor.

Valentina whispered to the side, "Victor, I'm afraid your guards are not enough."

Victor understood what it meant. Varenka was wearing his uniform. The rank of the captain was clearly marked. The two guards were waiting to see him because the rank of the captain was not enough.

Touching his pocket, Victor reached out and took out his ID, and handed it to a guard.

The other party took it and checked it carefully, and after confirming that there was no problem, he paid a military salute to Victor and returned the certificate. The other guard turned around, ran into the stairwell, and opened the iron door that cut off the stairs in the stairwell.

At the moment he walked up the stairs, Victor could feel Valentina's arms trembling slightly in his own arms, as if she was cold. But turning to look at her face, she found that her little white face was flushed, not as cold, but as hot as it was.

When he went up to the third floor, Victor was surprised to find that the entire third floor has a wide field of vision. There are no commodity shelves set up here, only a glass mirrored display cabinet on one side. Looking around, he found that the entire third floor is on the entire third floor. There were only two customers in total, and it was a middle-aged man holding a little girl about twelve or thirteen years old. As for the waiters, there are only seven or eight in sporadic.

When Victor appeared on the third floor, the middle-aged man leading the child obviously saw him. The other party hesitated for a moment, lowered his head and said something to the little girl beside him, and then walked quickly towards Victor.

"Is this Comrade Victor Victorovich?" The middle-aged man walked to a place six or seven steps away from Victor, stretched out his hand with a smile, and said.

"Ah, are you?" Victor asked hurriedly, shaking hands with the other party.

"This is Voronov, Ivan Andreevich Voronov." The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"It turned out to be Secretary Ivan Andreevich, hello," Victor instantly matched the name and identity of the other party.

This person is the current first deputy secretary of the Moscow City Party Committee. Regardless of his old friend, he is actually only 37 years old this year. According to news, he is likely to be transferred to Arkhangelsk next year and become the top leader there. .

"This is..." Voronov turned his head to Valentina again and asked tentatively.

"Hello, Comrade Secretary, this is Valentina, Valentina Vasilyevna Polovikova," Valentina introduced herself.

Voronov obviously did not know this big star. In fact, as a high-level politician, the so-called star is nothing in their eyes.

"Hello, Comrade Valentina." With a smile at Valentina, Voronov responded casually and turned his gaze to Victor again.