80年代初某年12月10日上午10点59分,某国大使提早一分钟走进了椭圆形办公室。此人是个矮胖男子,有着一张斯拉夫人的宽脸庞,目光敏锐,连赌博行家都会为之称羡,但是一切都深藏不露。他是个职业外交家,在西方世界许多地方任过职。“早上好,总统先生,佩尔特博士,”阿列克谢·阿尔巴托夫彬彬有礼地向这两个人点头问好。他立刻注意到,总统坐在办公桌后边。以前他每次来时, At 10:59 a.m. on December 10th of the year in the early 1980s, a ambassador from one country entered the Oval Office one minute earlier. This man is a pudgy man, with a wide face of the Slavs, sharp eyes, and even the gambling experts will be called, but everything is hidden. He is a professional diplomat and has held positions in many parts of the Western world. “Good morning, Mr. President, Dr. Pelt,” Alexei Albatrof bows politely to the two men. He immediately noticed that the president was sitting behind the desk. Before every time he came,