Since Roman entered the Red Army Intelligence Bureau, Selov has never seen him. It has been two years in a flash! Unlike Director Panushkin, who looked very much like a construction worker back then, Roman, as the first deputy director, is the specific person in charge of the First General Administration.

The fifty-five-year-old Roman still retains the rank of lieutenant general. Although he has not worked in the KGB for a long time, he still has no sense of strangeness and still has the kindness that Schellov is familiar with. He is more like an elder next to Schellov, nodding from time to time and giving his own suggestions, "It seems that the new General Administration is not very responsible. What is worse than those General Administrations is that it does not help you share the work, and everything will eventually be sent to you! If it were Panushkin and I, I, would have been unable to withstand it!"

"How is Director Panushkin now?" Before Sherepin took over the KGB, a group of senior KGB cadres were assigned to the Red Army intelligence agencies, including the former KGB chairman.

"What else can I do? Wait for retirement!" Roman said in a slight remark, but he stopped talking, as if he was reminding and comforting, "The Chairman is waiting for retirement, and Panushkin is waiting for retirement! I am less than old, but I don't care about the matter anymore! Yuri, you must remember that the KGB department is completely different from that of not!"

This sentence completely showed the miserable evening of a group of people. Perhaps Roman was very happy to work again. He was moved by the director of the Foreign Intelligence Department to grow into the director of the General Administration and said so many more! But these words touched Selov quite a lot. A group of original bosses were buried in the Red Army Intelligence Bureau and were led by the KGB. Selov empathized with this gap.

Today, the General Administration of Military Management has another chair, and the two first deputy directors have been suspended all the time. One of them has a new ownership. Shelov took the transfer order issued by Xie Lieping and read it out, and then said to his directors, "Comrade Roman Romanov is an old comrade with rich experience and is also my former boss! I hope that comrades will respect the new First Deputy Director, and everyone will applaud and welcome..."

"Comrades, don't be polite. I just came here to make use of my remaining energy. The General Administration of Military Management will need you to implement it in detail in the future!" Roman completed his job very humbly, just as easily as he was at the First General Administration back then.

"Director Roman, I'm going abroad in September! The work of the Third General Administration will be left to you!" Serov led Roman to the new deputy director's office. Sorry, it was relatively deserted. The rooms next to them were being cleaned, and there were several empty rooms. Those rooms were theoretically the offices of other deputy directors, but in fact they were not.

"Are you going abroad again? It hasn't changed at all from the past!" Roman didn't care about the environment here, and the news of Selov's overseas was no exception. Selov had always been active abroad a long time ago.

With the former deputy director of the First General Administration, Selov could be completely relieved. If an old man in the family is like a treasure, he can travel without any worries and not worry about coming back to report documents to crush him to death. He didn't want to do it again when he returned from Berlin. He didn't know the evaluation of Xie Lieping's transfer order last night, "I can find an old comrade to come back and I can blatantly slacking off work everywhere. The General Administration of Military Management can't hold this guy..."

Otherwise, why is Xie Lieping his boss? In the following days, Selov never entered the Military Administration. He was like a bird out of the cage. He went around to the Technical Administration and the Seventh Administration for no reason to go to see what other departments he could do in charge of. As for the department where he served as the director, he would not go back at all.

In fact, what are the small things like the KGB? Selov has more important things to do. He directly asked for a week's vacation to prepare for the schedule of visiting the United States. "Please calm down and don't relax too much! Where can I prepare for taking leave?" Xie Lieping asked on the phone.

"Going to the suburbs, Valia is back for delivery!" Selov replied lazily while playing with the phone line, reflecting his honesty. "The last time I came back abroad, my daughter was born. This time I calculated that my life seemed like this again! What era is this? This socialist period is not the time of the Patriotic War! There are always stories in movies in me. I want to accompany my wife, so I have to ask for leave, that's it!"

"Okay, you can arrange this time by yourself!" Xie Lieping thought for a while and it seemed that it was really not good. Her husband was not around for two times. The most important thing is that the Xie Luofu family still had a banner of a model couple, which was a bit bad to say!

As soon as he finished speaking, Selov hung up the phone and said directly, "From today, the First Deputy Director of the Military Administration will handle the work and prepare the car. The train will arrive at the station at two o'clock!"

Selov, who was guarding the platform, stood directly in the No. 19 carriage according to the numbers on the ground. His military uniform seemed more and more conspicuous, which made the people around him look a little bit sideways. He thought that some big shot was coming, and there were really big shots. At least in Selov's eyes, he was definitely a big shot. The only problem was that Selov, who was wearing a military uniform, was a little hot outdoors...

The familiar golden beauty appeared in front of her eyes. Sherov hung a smile from the bottom of her heart, gave Valia a hug, and said in confusion, "Madam, did you not have a big belly last time?" This seemed different from the pregnant woman she thought of.

"Who told you that your belly must be like a ball when you are pregnant? No wonder, you didn't see it last time!" Valia touched her belly gently, "The main reason is that Valia's production workshop is good enough and does not need to be too big to be nutritious..."

"Some women are pregnant but not showing any appearance, and Valia has a good figure!" Ye Lianna said in a low voice.

Outside the train station, Selov prepared the Gas 69 Jeep. Does the Gas 69 Jeep look similar to the Beijing 212 Jeep, and has many advantages. At least the raw materials of this type of jeep in the Soviet Union are very particular. Many cars are made of shell shells as raw materials, at least more suitable for pregnant women than cars.

"So you can't see your child born? There are still such things in this era. The Patriotic War between my two children has been completed!" Valia pouted, and most of the joy in her heart was extinguished.

"I'm not dead again. Isn't this going abroad with the first secretary? I don't want to go. Next time, I promise to be in China next time!" Sherov lowered his head, and could understand the woman's dissatisfaction and defended quietly.

"Do you want to have a next time?" Valia whispered in a low voice, "I gave birth to two children for you, and you are not in China!"

"Yuri, why are your ears so red?" Lieutenant General Sakhatovsky looked at Selov suspiciously, and his eyes always fell on one of Selov's ears. It's no wonder that one of the ears is red and big and cannot be ignored.
Chapter completed!