“We have already set up a secret inspection team, specifically targeting individuals within the Hero League government, for rigorous tracking and inspection!”
Everyone’s eyes turned to him, their faces etched with unease and awe.
“Once we uncover evidence of bribery and corruption, we will strike with absolute force!” He emphasized, his resolute tone inspiring.
“We must rely on economic policies that are more in line with the modern situation of the Soviet Bear Alliance, restore our economic strength, and regain our international standing through comprehensive strength.”
He spoke, his gaze unwavering and iron-like, stirring the hearts of those present.
“We also need to carefully examine the previous mistake of solely pursuing heavy industry, ensuring balanced development of all industries, light industry, electronic industry, agricultural products, none can be neglected!”
During this speech, a group of officials continuously took notes.
As they listened, they gained a renewed understanding of Konev.
He wasn’t just a man who seized the presidency through military force and speeches; he genuinely had something to offer!
But at the same time, these officials felt even more apprehensive.
They now harbored a complex mix of emotions.
If these reforms were carried out effectively, the Soviet Bear Alliance would undoubtedly witness tangible improvements.
However, the vested interests of certain corrupt officials might be completely wiped out.
Each high-ranking official harbored their own thoughts.
Yet, before the meeting concluded, the officials had already been clearly divided into two factions: the old and the new.
The reformists, supporters of revolution, were radiant with anticipation, envisioning a brighter future.
Meanwhile, the conservatives, clinging to their shady interests, were tense and on edge, fidgeting in their seats.
The meeting lasted a full six hours, starting in the afternoon and continuing into the night.
The high-ranking officials cooperated well, expressing their agreement with the economic policies proposed by Konev.
Some high-ranking officials who were closely watched also pledged their loyalty, prompting Konev to grant them one last chance.
Therefore, the security force stationed outside the door didn’t dare take action.
At 1 AM, Putin and Klyuchkov arrived at Konev’s office.
The dim lights in the office illuminated their faces, casting a somber atmosphere.
Konev sat at his desk, his tone solemn: “This is a long-term, targeted operation. You need to set up a dedicated department to continuously monitor the corruption of various interest groups within the country.”
“You must meticulously document the individuals involved and the details of the corrupt activities, and I will require regular purges.”
Klyuchkov and Putin both nodded, understanding that the Soviet Bear would be vastly different from before.
The hidden parasites would finally lose their protection; a righteous judgment awaited them.
Furthermore, given Konev’s absolute control over the military.
No matter how powerful their influence, they could only submit to his orders.
Otherwise, the red carpet would be stained with their blood.
…
The following afternoon.
The office of the President of the Soviet Bear Alliance.
Karlovich felt a deep sense of unease.
He didn’t know why Konev had suddenly summoned him.
Although the other party claimed it was an urgent matter, his heart was filled with doubt.
Ever since Konev began targeting high-ranking officials, the presidents of the affiliated states had been worried about being summoned individually.
And never returning.
Gazing at Konev’s clean and uncluttered office, Karlovich was filled with confusion.
Compared to the office of Gorbachev during his term, this one was much simpler.
There wasn’t even a single ornate decoration in the vast office.
The most prominent feature was the two portraits on the wall behind Konev.
One was of the mentor of the Soviet Bear, and the other was of the慈父 (Ci Fu).
Upon seeing these two paintings, Karlovich’s heart skipped a beat, realizing that Konev’s ambitions were truly extraordinary.
At that moment, Konev strode in, clutching a briefcase.
He said with great courtesy: “Sorry to keep you waiting, Comrade Karlovich.”
Konev’s calm face displayed a hint of gentleness.
Yet, this sent a shiver down Karlovich’s spine.
Startled, he quickly stood up, greeting him respectfully.
“Greetings, President. I just arrived.”
The oppressive aura radiating from Konev left Karlovich in disbelief, wondering how this young man could possess such a powerful presence?
Konev clasped his hands together in front of his seat, watching him steadily, and said:
“Actually, there’s a very important reason why I called you here today.” His tone was unwavering.
“Yesterday, we convened the First National Alliance Congress, where we outlined several plans for the nation’s new economic reform.”
Konev spoke earnestly, his gaze locked on Karlovich.
“So, I’d like to ask, what are your thoughts on the new economic reform?”
His words were straightforward, his eyes radiating light, as if filled with anticipation for Karlovich’s response.
Konev listened, his expression unchanging, maintaining his usual composure. He then continued: “Comrade Karlovich, your understanding of the new economic reform exceeds my expectations.”
However, Karlovich instinctively felt that Konev summoning him specifically couldn’t be as simple as inquiring about economic policy.
After all, these things could be explained more clearly in a document.
“President, the policies of the U-Hair affiliated state should follow the Alliance’s lead.” He responded cautiously.
“We will definitely support the reform decisions of the Soviet Bear Supreme Congress.”
As the words left his mouth, Karlovich actually felt uncertain, thinking, wouldn’t it be a crime if I disagreed?
Karlovich was under immense pressure, his heartbeat almost drowning out his voice.
“Comrade Karlovich, I didn’t expect your understanding of economic reform to be so profound.” Konev’s reply was calm.
“It’s clear that you are a thoughtful president. I believe you can lead U-Hair’s economic reform.”
“We will hand over the economic governance of the U-Hair region to the Alliance, allowing the Economic Council to implement the reforms.”
Karlovich’s heart sank upon hearing this. What?
I won’t have control over the money anymore?
Isn’t this tantamount to a death sentence?
He desperately tried to take deep breaths, hoping to regain his composure, but the thought of no longer controlling his own funds sent his heart into turmoil.
He wanted to refute it, but seeing Konev’s emotionless gaze, he swallowed his words back down.
PS: The update is here, if the rating votes break 100, I’ll continue to add more chapters. Also, this update is still being written.