Struggle in Russia

【Struggle in Tsarist Russia】【】

Viscount Vladimir Nikolayevich Mordvichev walked out of the office leisurely. Although it was not time to get off work yet, as one of the department heads of the Ministry of Justice, it would not matter if he left early. What did someone do to him.

After all, being a leader requires maintaining so many relationships. If you don’t spare some work time, how can you take care of them?

As for whether it will affect my job?

If you encounter content that cannot be displayed or is incompletely displayed or has garbled characters or typos, please exit reading mode or free reading mode to read normally. What is the Department of Justice’s work worth mentioning? It's not just about processing some boring official documents. Any college student who graduated from law school can handle these things. All he needs is a signature. Anyway, Mordvichev has been working in the Ministry of Justice for more than 20 years, and his work every day is similar. Without him, the department can continue to operate as usual. He walked out of the Ministry of Justice humming a tune happily. Along the way, he met many people with similar status to him. Everyone tacitly agreed to arrive late and leave early. Anyway, Russia’s The Ministry of Justice is just a decoration, serving the tsar. Whether it is proficient and familiar with the legal provisions is not a problem at all. "Leonya, how about we go have a drink tonight?"Mordvichev greeted the other leaders enthusiastically, and the others He also responded with fake enthusiasm, but everyone knew that this was just a show of words. Most everyone still plays their own role. After all, everyone has a similar status. There are only so many promotion channels for the Ministry of Justice. To put it bluntly, everyone is in a competitive relationship and is just maintaining a superficial relationship. Just harmony and harmony. After saying hello, Mordvichev calmly boarded his carriage, and the coachman skillfully led him to his usual salon without him having to ask. This salon is organized by his "good friend" Witkin and is open almost every day. The people who often go there are also fixed, and they are all friends of the same circle or faction. As for Vitkin's identity, on the surface he is just a wealthy businessman in St. Petersburg, but in fact he is a gangster, a so-called gang boss. As for why Mordvichev became friends with such a person, the reason is also very simple. Vitkin needed his help, and he also needed Witkin's gold rubles. It's a natural fit for everyone to get what they need. He has received hundreds of thousands of rubles from Witkin intermittently over the years, and Witkin has avoided a lot of trouble because of his help. Everyone is very satisfied with this relationship. If nothing else, Mordvichev will be a good friend of Vitkin until his retirement. "Vinya, you're here just in time. Come and try the red wine I just imported from France. You are an expert. How does it taste?"Mo Dvitchev was warmly welcomed by Witkin as soon as he walked in. He likes French red wine the most, or he is deeply obsessed with French culture. According to Mordvichev's plan, he will definitely leave St. Petersburg after retirement and go to Paris to settle in France. At that time, he could enjoy the most authentic French meals and French red wine, instead of always having to waste French delicacies with a group of half-hearted people like now. Mordvichev has always felt that a vulgar guy like Witkin is not worthy of enjoying French delicacies, which is equivalent to eating peonies.

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It's a pity that he still relies on Witkin's sponsorship for his pension, so he can only hang out with them reluctantly.

Mordvichev took the goblet and swung the crimson liquid in the glass, then sniffed it gently, and then said affectionately: "The good wine of Tula Winery, if you keep more, The flavor will be even better after two years! It’s a pity to drink it now!”

Witkin immediately laughed wildly: "My dear friend, you are really an expert. Yes, it is the good wine from Tula Winery. I spent a lot of money to get it! I knew you would like it!"

If you encounter content that cannot be displayed or is incompletely displayed or has garbled characters or typos, please exit reading mode or free reading mode to read normally. Mordvichev just smiled. He knew exactly what the focus of Witkin's words was. It's just that the wine is expensive and I hope he appreciates it. Actually, it’s really not necessary! It's not that there is no need to send it, but there is no need to put it so straightforwardly. Rough people are too careless in doing things, and they insist on making things so disappointing. If you are more reserved and reserved, you will die! But Mordvichev has no interest in correcting Witkin's rusticity and vulgarity. Because he knew that wild boars cannot eat fine grains, he once tried to make Witkin more elegant, but the result was very embarrassing, making both parties a little embarrassed. Anyway, I have gotten used to it over the years. Just be vulgar, as long as you have enough money! Mordvichev changed the topic with an implicit smile and turned to talk about romantic affairs. He just didn't like to talk about money and interests on such occasions. He felt it was a disgrace. You can definitely go to his office to discuss this kind of thing during working hours! Why should we live up to the beautiful scenery at this time? Vitkin also knew his character. He laughed and told a few jokes and walked away, leaving time and space for Mordvichev's favorite French red wine and French wine. Beauty. This is what Mordvichev is most satisfied with about Witkin. A knowledgeable person is better than anything else. In the past, some older brothers from other walks of life tried to make friends with him, but all of them were so uninterested that they always tried to make things superfluous and disturb his enjoyment. After being cozy with the beauties, Mordvitchev found Baron Oleg Alexanderevich Blokhin with a smile while holding a wine glass. This is another good friend of his who has been hanging out with the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Although his status is not particularly high, his connections are very wide. "What's the latest news? My friend. Find Shuyuanwｗｗ.zhaoshuｙuan.com"Blokhin gently pushed away and held him in his arms The beautiful woman sent her aside, and then replied in a low voice: "No!"Mordvichev said: "Young Master, the situation is so complicated now, how come there is no latest news? , stop pretending, tell me!"Blokhin smiled bitterly: "No, you don't know, Duke Alexander Gorchakov and Count Neserrodie It's completely different. He emphasizes confidentiality and discipline. He doesn't trust us veterans of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs very much. It's more than ten times harder to find out some information now than before!"Mordevi Cheff frowned: "Isn't it possible? Your Excellency, the Duke, is not afraid of your rebellion?"Blokhin spread his hands and said: "I'm afraid he wants us to rebel, so he can find an excuse to put us down. Drive them all away."Mordvichev's eyes widened: "No, is that so? Is Your Excellency the Duke ready to move closer to those free elements?"

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Blokhin sneered: "The Duke is originally a liberal, so why talk about getting closer! But I feel that his attitude is still relatively vague. Now he is only trying to control us to gain power, and he does not really want to join the liberals... However, diplomacy I’m afraid the department is about to reshuffle! Life is going to be difficult again!”