Whether it is the current Soviets or later Russians, they all like black bread, caviar and vodka, which are things that they can never lack on their dining table. Chu Sinan has a deep understanding of this.

Sitting at the dining table, Chu Sinan faced the old fox Belia who he didn't like and the Soviet-style dining table that he didn't like even more, but he had to smile all the time to show his goodwill for Belia. For him, there seems to be nothing in the world that is more unbearable than this.

"Well, Comrade Chu Sinan," Beria swallowed the chewed food in her mouth and wiped the corner of her mouth with a napkin placed on her knees. Then she said to Chu Sinan, "I decided to recommend you to Comrade Stalin as a combat staff officer in the Supreme Command. What do you think?"

"Oh? Why, aren't you afraid that I will become your competitor one day?" Chu Sinan used the knife in his hand to tick the black dice in the plate in front of him and said mockingly.

"How could it be? Everyone is just trying to give the Soviet revolutionary cause. What kind of competition is not to compete," Beria said with a smile, saying hypocritically, "What's more, in this situation, your talents will inevitably be appreciated by Comrade Stalin, and as a Chinese, you can easily gain his trust. I firmly believe in this. And I am just a little bit of a small person who can trust Comrade Stalin. How can we form any competition?"

Chu Sinan smiled coldly and naturally could hear the implicit meaning of Belia's words. The old fox was reminding himself indirectly that as a Chinese, even if he could temporarily gain Stalin's trust during this war, he would not have done anything too much. On the contrary, Belia, as one of the figures Stalin trusted, would most likely replace Stalin in the future and become the highest-ranking ruler of the entire Soviet Union.

Although Chu Sinan did not take Beria's hints to heart, he could not laugh it off on the surface. He could not leave the old fox in front of him now. His help to himself will play a crucial role in future plans.

"Haha, you're right. I, Chu Sinan, are definitely not a person who doesn't know the current affairs," Chu Sinan put down the knife in his hand and said with a smile. "I am willing to stand in the same trenches as you and contribute all my strength to the Soviet revolutionary cause."

"It's just..." Chu Sinan said this, paused, revealing a hesitant look.

"It's just something?" Beria said with a smile. Although he didn't like smart people, being able to talk to smart people who couldn't threaten him still made him feel happy.

"It's just that I just participated in the revolution and don't have the experience of fighting against class enemies," Chu Sinan said pretending, "I'm worried about what problems will happen in the future, um, or I can't find the goal I should deal with."

"Oh, there is no problem with this." Belia's smile became even brighter, and he smiled, "I can arrange a comrade with rich experience in fighting to help you. I have many experienced comrades here. I believe they will be of great help to you, and it will also facilitate our connection."

"Oh, who is the one, let me meet first." Chu Sinan leaned back and said lazily.

"Come!" Beria was obviously very motivated in this matter, and he shouted immediately.

"Comrade Belia." The door opened, and a young sergeant came in and said.

"Call Grenev and others for me, and everyone called me, and told them that I had something to explain." Beria said without looking back.

The soldier agreed and walked out.

Chu Sinan looked at the old fox lightly. He naturally knew why this guy was so active. He just wanted to arrange a spy around him. Chu Sinan was not worried about this. Isn’t it just a spy? Isn’t this easy to deal with?

After a few minutes, someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Belia said.

With this sound, several people walked in, both front and back. Chu Sinan glanced at him, but he was an old acquaintance. Grenev, this guy locked him up here more than a month ago. Speaking of which, Chu Sinan felt that he should still thank him. If it weren't for him, how could he have had more than a month of military training, and even got to know Belia, and even went directly into the Kremlin and walked to Stalin. Grenev saw Chu Sinan this time, the expression on his face was obviously a little unnatural, and he was even a little worried, just worried that Chu Sinan would take revenge on him.

Among these people, Chu Sinan also saw Klyuchkov walking at the end, a young and ambitious guy who was winking himself with Beria on his back, and I don’t know what it meant.

"Comrade Chu Sinan, you see, these are the most capable comrades under my command at the moment," Beria clapped her hands and said with a smile after everyone stood by the tall dining table.

"Well, it's good, it's good," Chu Sinan nodded and said with a slight smile. "Actually, you don't have to alarm everyone. Just call Comrade Grenev. I'll take a fancy to him. I can let him guide me in the future."

After saying this, Chu Sinan's eyes, which seemed to be accidentally sweeping over, happened to see the joy on Grenev's face and the disappointment on Klyuchkov.

"Oh, you really have a good vision," Beria laughed, "Comrade Grenev is the most skillful person under my command. He is very capable and cautious, and is very suitable for this job."

"Oh, is that?" Chu Sinan said in surprise, "I just saw that Grenev is a good ambition and is the kind of person with great ambitions, so I chose him. I didn't expect that he would be so capable. In this way, I will rely on him well in the future. I dare to conclude that in the near future, Comrade Grenev will definitely be able to... Oh, say far, say far, I think I will decide this way. Let Comrade Grenev assist me in the future."

After Chu Sinan finished speaking, he looked at Grenev with admiration and nodded slightly. Looking at Grenev's expression at this time, he was no longer as happy as he was at the beginning. On the contrary, his smooth old face turned pale, as if he had lost too much blood. As for Belia, the flash of murderous intent in his eyes could hardly be hidden from anyone.

"Okay, our matters have been decided," Chu Sinan was very satisfied with the effect he created. He stood up from the chair, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, and then said, "I want to go back and rest first. If Comrade Belia, when will you decide to send me away, let Comrade Grenev come to me."

"Oh, OK, I will arrange it as soon as possible." Belia said absent-mindedly, "Klyuchkov, go and arrange a more comfortable room for Comrade Chu Sinan."

Kluchkov nodded, and then opened the door for Chu Sinan who walked to the door.
Chapter completed!