Struggle in Russia

Although the old-fashioned and old-fashioned look in the office of Menyankov, in public, it was another look in front of everyone.

The swollen and swollen eyelids were strongly supported, and the turbid eyes were deliberately widened. Each hair was meticulously fixed in a specific position. The slightly trembling old arms and legs also strongly supported the heavy body. .

As if walking on the review field, Menshkov stepped into the conference room, his head slightly raised, and his fake beard rose, just like a proud big rooster.

Menshkov's arrival quieted the slightly noisy conference room before. Even Grand Duke Constantine, who had been vocal about Menishkov before, couldn't help but stand up, throwing the former idleness into the sky.

Even the grandfather must admit that although old guys like Menshekov have become more and more faint, their military style forged by the military parade of Nicholas I has far-reaching effects. The majesty and competence they showed was refreshing.

Grandpa Constantine felt that it would be more perfect if these majesty and ability could not just stay on the epidermis, but could penetrate the bone marrow and spirit. Unfortunately, most of these old guys are empty shelves.

"Meet now!"

"What's the topic today?"

Menshkov glanced at the crowd and announced the meeting straightforwardly. He nailed himself to the chair, like a lion patrolling the territory.

This made the former Emperor Constantine somewhat frustrated, ready to take the opportunity to have a good time with the Menshekov theory late. How could he be paced by the old **** again? If you can attack first, you should make old things very shameless, right?

However, the response of Archduke Constantine was not particularly slow. Almost immediately after the end of Menshekov's voice, he interrupted:

"Prince, before the meeting, I must first emphasize to you the importance of observing time! How can you as a soldier have no sense of time?"

"We waited forty-one minutes. Do you know how much urgent work needs us to handle? Do you know how many scheduled trips in the future require us to participate on time? If all are like you, how else can we do! "

Grand Duke Constantine's response was not slow, but Menshekov did not look at an old incompetent, but his years of bureaucratic career also trained him to have a high ability to pull skin.

"My Excellency, first of all I apologize for being late."

"Second, I want to correct your statement. The concept of time is very important, but more important is to complete our work. If the work is more urgent, such as emergency military affairs, this proportion of meetings is 100 times more important."

"How can we make big mistakes and delay more important military affairs for routine meetings? If we all work like this, then our motherland will face great danger! What we have to do is not mediocre bureaucracy, but positive Promising officials! "

"Only in this way can you live up to your high hopes!"

Menshkov said that this lie was blushing and heartbeat, which promoted the official school's thick black school to an extreme. Everyone present knew why he was late, but who dared to tell? He Menshekov has been a naval minister here for 20 years, and he has a lot of power. Who dares to stab him? And he would not admit it when he spoke, but would reprimand the other party for being rude.

What's more, Menshkov knows that most of the people in this meeting room are like him. One person looks like another and the other looks like him. The entertainment activities of the big guys are so colorful at night, are you not allowed to take time to work to take care of yourself?

大 Mr. Constantine was so hung his nose wasn't angry, and the old **** was embarrassed to say that he would not be a mediocre bureaucracy, and he was active and promising? Whoops, who doesn't know you have a good night's sleep in the office? Who doesn't know you go to work one worm and one off the train. Really treat everyone as an idiot!

Others are afraid of Menshekov ’s Jaeger-LeCoultre, but he is not afraid, not to mention he is fed up with it, and has been delayed by the old man over and over again. Have you taken Ben Grand as HelloKitty?

"You're right," Grandpa Constantine mocked directly. "Some of us are mediocre delays. Sleeping in the office and letting others wait for nothing, like this Jerk stuff must not be tolerated! I must inform Her Majesty and punish this kind of junk stuff! "

Menshkov's face changed, because it was face-to-face. This was not what he expected, because in his eyes, Grandpa Constantine was nothing more than a little fart who relied on the power of his father.

What about Grandpa Yun? Not the Crown Prince!

Sundamenshkov only recognized the emperor and the crown prince, and only served them. The other princes did not want him to bow down.

Therefore, Menshekov always had confidence when he faced Grand Duke Constantine, and looked at the other party as a bear child. of!

"I believe that there is no such person as the Grand Duke you said!" Menshkov responded indifferently. "Everyone present here is holding up a hand, capable officials who have been tested for many years. Why? Maybe slack? "

"I've heard that some people don't have the ability to make big appearances. They don't take senior officials into account because of their prominent status. The teacher engages in messy little actions in private and spreads some gossip. There is no military quality And it has no military demeanor, it is simply useless. "

"I can't stand such people. If necessary, I have to talk to His Majesty. You must kill this kind of crooked evil!"

After the first round of confrontation ended, Archduke Constantine and Menshkov were tied. The two didn't look good to each other, but they couldn't help each other--Myanshkov was referring to Sanghuai's return at best, but he was too dare to do so. After all, they are close friends, after all, this is the favorite son of Nicholas I.

大 And Grand Duke Constantine also had no choice with old fritters such as Menshekov who could not get in. After all, the other party was his father's confidant, or a hero of 1812, and Dang Yu couldn't afford to ignore it.

More importantly, Grandpa Constantine also knew that his father's and Menshekov's ideas were more similar, both military and political. Menshekov's approach is more in line with his mind. And his son has no advantage in this regard. The fact is that he trusts Meneshkov more.

Under this circumstance, Grandpa Constantine was not sure to carry Menshkov hard. Not to mention that he is not a child, and it is impossible to delay the overall situation for a trivial matter.

So he silently stood still, waiting for the next round of trials and confrontations ...