Chapter 90: The Secret Service

“There are still a lot of them, such as the Polish government in exile, the Yugoslavian fugitives, and the border problem between Poland and Germany.” Edward Bridges counted down the issues of concern to the Soviet Union, “This task is very difficult, and at the same time, it is also a test of your personal ability.”

Alan Wilson breathed a sigh of relief, in truth these issues did concern the numbers, if the West did not recognize the shifting borders between Germany and Poland, there would be no justification for the Soviet occupation of eastern Poland.

Then again, there wasn’t much that Britain could put a price on at the moment, at least when it came to issues involving East Asia, the United States had more of a say than Britain, and it would be the Americans who would have to sell, at least until Changgong hooked up with Dewey.

“But I don’t speak a word of Russian, how can I communicate with the other side.” Allen Wilson is a little difficult, but not a word will not be, for example, Sukabulei this Russian, he used or very skillful.

“This kind of thing like backroom maneuvering is actually very different from formal negotiations. Just as at the Munich Conference, we didn’t let Czechoslovakia get useful information to sign when the time came.” Edward Bridges looked relaxed, telling the young commissioner, who had just accepted his national mission, to relax.

Never like today, Alan Wilson had the illusion of influencing the direction of history, there was a time when his dream was really nothing more than to make a killing in British India to give some security in the future.

But did not think that the sky does not meet the wishes of man, was Nehru a pressure, and now run to the European side in order to the British Empire exhaustion. Even now, on such an important occasion as the Potsdam Conference, he is still incredibly nostalgic for British India.

Sending Edward Bridges away, Alan Wilson was still unable to sleep, thinking about how to reach his goal tomorrow. In fact, it was only a short day before the triumvirate met, although it seemed that a lot had happened on that day.

The three parties just stated their opinions, as to whether the other party’s opinions were listened to or not, no one knew. The palace was lit up, indicating that all three parties, the United States, Britain, and the Soviet Union, were in fact summarizing the day’s negotiations, and Allen Wilson was finally in dreamland.

June 29, the morning sun, Potsdam from the silence, the triumvirate is still laughing and joking, bitter diplomats, but also to face their opponents, show their own three-inch tongue.

Alan Wilson left Potsdam for a village seven kilometers to the southeast, a meeting place arranged by the Soviets, he was very nervous until he met the Soviet representative with whom he was negotiating. A very attractive, regular woman, dressed in a way that didn’t even look like she was in a country like the Soviet Union.

Swallow? The KGB? Allen Wilson, his mind alerted, took the initiative to greet him, “You are the representative of the Soviet Union.”

“Hello Mr. Allen!” The visitor extended her own hand and shook Allen Wilson’s, introducing herself in English enough to be able to communicate, “I am Ekaterina Alexeevna Foltseva, an ordinary Soviet woman, and an ordinary woman negotiating with you should avoid any nervousness on your part.”

Alan Wilson burped and forced a smile, “I ate too much this morning, and I’m really very sorry for my behavior just now.”

He could be sure that the other party was not a swallow, but it was even more difficult to deal with than a swallow, Ekaterina Alexeevna Foltseva, if not the same name, the other party should be the Minister of Culture of the Soviet Union during Khrushchev’s time. Rumor has it that Ekaterina III.

One of the most powerful things Foltseva did was to help Khrushchev fight back, when Khrushchev was removed from office by the majority, it was she who, by virtue of her long time in Moscow, quickly put together ten people to demand a central, plenary meeting on the matter, and then, after being rejected, persuaded Zhukov to side with her.

Within two days, 107 of the 130 delegates were airlifted to Moscow, ultimately turning the situation completely around. The following year she became the first female member of the USSR’s high commission.

Foltseva was born in 1990, is already a hand of the Moscow District Committee, with a mature flavor, she will Alan Wilson eyes vigilance in the eyes, pursed lips a smile, “the British Empire’s representative, very small guts?”

“To be honest, who is not afraid of the Soviet Union now?” Alan Wilson did not embarrassed smile, followed the other party’s guidance to sit down and said, “First of all, thank you to the Soviet side of the response to the British Empire’s request for exchanges, in the issue for the end of the war, we will certainly reach a consensus.”

“That is not certain, young diplomat.” Foltseva looked at Alan Wilson with a smirk, “You imperialist diplomats, you always say one thing and do another, your hostility towards the Soviet Union never changes, how can we trust you? Just less than ten years ago you British and French sold Czechoslovakia in Munich, didn’t you?”

“Beautiful lady, this is exactly what the Soviet Union is willing to meet with us here in Britain for isn’t it? If we in Britain did not sell out a little, would we be meeting now?” Alan Wilson spoke with a straight face, taking the shameless style to another level.

Foltseva was stunned and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh out loud and said, “Mr. Allen has a good point, I don’t know what suitable price you are able to come up with to express the sincerity of the British Empire?”

Foltseva did not enter the role of a negotiator for a while, in fact, she had no idea, why she was sent to negotiate with Allen Wilson, even recalling yesterday’s events, she felt strange.

As soon as the Great Leader heard Allen Wilson’s name, he expressed his interest in this backroom operation, and even instructed Foltseva to make a report on all the conversations of today’s negotiations, and to send it up when the time came.

“The British Empire is certainly very sincere!” Alan Wilson with an affirmative tone, then said, “For example, at present the Soviet Union is most concerned about the issue of demarcating the border between Poland and Germany, although I don’t know why the Soviet Union is so attached to the European padded cloth, but since this is the case, we can talk about it in relation to Poland, of course since it is an exchange of benefits, there is no such thing as a concession for nothing, and the Soviet Union side has to demonstrate their own sincerity.”

“That’s of course, I’ve always believed that labor is proportional to reward.” Foltseva nodded her head in approval, “But there must be a reason for doing anything, the war against Japan has a lot to do with the United States, it seems that Britain is not an interested party, so why is it so on the ball? If this question isn’t answered, cooperation without any stigma in mind may not be possible.”