"Oh, you're overthinking it. It's just your special allowance, don't be surprised. You definitely need ten thousand rubles in cash."

Yang Mingzhi really didn't know who provided the money, and Captain Lalin also deliberately lied.

The "red envelope" of 10,000 rubles was specially approved by Stalin. Without him, he just wanted to use the money offensive to recruit Berekov, a genius. What's more, before the war broke out, the living standard in Moscow was higher than that in other cities in the alliance.

Due to the special state of the war economy, if consumption is forced, a large amount of money will inevitably be consumed.

Stalin loved meetings and enjoyed the feeling of strategizing. The future arrangements for General Berekov were also on the agenda for future meetings. The members of the National Defense Committee basically made similar decisions, and only one meeting was needed to make the final decision.

Ruling.

There are still several days left before the end of the meeting! Stalin is convinced that Berekov, a "poor man" who has been sluggish like a tortoise in the swamp for a year, will definitely go on a shopping spree when he comes to a colorful world like Moscow, even in the city

It is far less prosperous than before the war.

Stalin felt that ten thousand rubles was enough for him to squander!

Since the "special allowance" was approved by Stalin, it was a kind of "allowance" and there was no doubt about its legality, so Yang Mingzhi accepted it.

"Okay, I'd better accept them all. I want to go around the main city later, so I'll drive off in this car. What do you think?"

"Of course." The captain said magnanimously, "This is your right! As for me, I will leave on foot."

"No. That would be too unfair to you." Yang Mingzhi shook his head, "You have helped me a lot, or should I drive you back to Lubyanka?"

"No need, it's only three or four kilometers away. My people and I will leave now. Goodbye."

The captain's performance was really straightforward. Before Yang Mingzhi could react, he and his two followers had already half-stepped through the gate.

Yang Mingzhi shrugged, skillfully stuffed an envelope of banknotes into his pocket, and then ordered his ten subordinates: "You move all the boxes into the house, and then assemble in the courtyard."

They hurried into the house, and Yang Mingzhi was not idle. He continued to check the vehicle and found a five-gallon gasoline drum in the trunk, which was full of leaded gasoline that was dyed slightly pink.

"Try the feeling of this broken car! My dear, and Annie, please step aside."

Yang Mingzhi rushed into the cab and showed off his driving skills in the courtyard in front of two women. It was just a circle. When the guards who brought the boxes came back, they saw that the driver was actually a general, and they all applauded.

Come.

The car finally stopped, and Lieutenant Grishenko hurried forward and opened the door rigorously.

"General, we never thought you could drive! You are truly an almighty general."

"Second Lieutenant, that's an exaggeration! Can you drive?" Yang Mingzhi asked.

"I and other comrades can do it. This is a necessary skill for us."

Yang Mingzhi said casually: "Very good. I used to be a battalion commander of a combat force. At that time, I learned many skills, such as driving. I really like cars. After a while, I drove it to the city, and you."

"arrive!"

"Comrade Grischenko, do you know all the traffic routes in Moscow? Do you know where there are good shops?"

"I know it all!"

"Very good, I will drive into the city later and you will be my guide."
Chapter completed!