Maybe one of them is not married? And build eyes for him? Alena muttered.

- Alyonushka, forget it. He himself is married to an Italian woman of incomparable beauty, she is either a princess, or a countess, or someone else. Married for as many years as you have not lived in the world. They say that this Italian woman is half of his connections, and if we take international ones, that’s probably all, ”said Margarita Romanovna.

- Italian? Alyonka started. - Where did he get it like that? And what, really, is just beautiful?

- Go Google - "Valentin Ledyanoy with his wife," Margarita Romanovna grinned. - Say pictures. They will show you.

Alena rushed to the phone, did what they said.

“Oh,” she said respectfully. - It's really beautiful. And how old is she?

Veronica looked - a very respectable large man in years arm in arm with a graceful slender lady, otherwise you will not say, in a scarlet evening dress. The age of the lady could not be determined. The lady has a high hairstyle of long hair, a diadem in her hair, sparkling stones in her ears and on her neck. They look at each other, do not take their eyes off.

- And how old - consider yourself, the children are already quite adults. And by the way, the youngest son, Mikhail Valentinovich, is also married for a long time, and with a brood of children. But we hardly see him here. Only the eldest is promising, the one who is our new boss, he has been divorced for several years, and no one knows that they did not share with the former. He's just under forty! - said Margarita Romanovna.

- Well, and what, the main thing is not that under forty, but that he has money! Alena said. - Of course, my parents help me, but this is for now, further expenses will only increase, and how can I pull them? Vanya and Manechka should be sent to a good school, and also to sports, and to music, but how much does all this cost?

- If so - go for it, Alyonka, - Margarita Romanovna patted the secretary on the shoulder. “Tell me later what happened to you.”

And Veronica thought - how good it is that she has only her mother and Katerina from the wards. There would be more children - in general there would be a kapets.

The working day ended after ten in the evening. Vic understood that now, until he brings the zoo he inherited from his father's light hand into the system, he will not be able to finish the work earlier.

In the morning we signed the contract. On the part of the seller, Nedolyubov himself and an aged aunt were present; she turned out to be the deputy financial director. The financial director, also an aunt, according to Nedolyubov, was solving something urgent at the bank.

They agreed and signed without problems, Nedolyubov had already shown off to his heart's content while his father was persuading him, and now he was quiet and humble. After the signing, we went to have lunch, and only then - to a new office. Let's go with the whole kahal - not only Vic, but also the father, and Mike.

Nedolyubov took everyone to an office on the top floor of the business center and showed everything, introduced him to the secretary - a broken girl Evgenia, and apparently, Nedolyubov fucked her. Vic also thought that he wasn't sure if he wanted to see some kind of miracle in the waiting room in an overly unbuttoned blouse, a short skirt and black fishnet tights. Chewing gum. And he wasn’t even sure if he would want to sleep with her like that, but she was already giving the appropriate signals with might and main. That's probably how I got to this place. Already it’s even interesting - is she just a delight to the boss, or does she still know how to work somehow?

Somewhere at this stage, Vlad called, who had just returned from the Koreans, growled and cursed. So, dear friend, stay and you are the boss, you kind of wanted to.

Then there was a tour of the office and the presentation of the new master, that is, Viktor Valentinovich, to the team. They did not collect everyone in a heap, they just walked along two floors. And then the deputies pulled up. Deputy for logistics, chief engineer, also known as technical director, financial director, deputy for personnel, deputy for contracts, deputy for security and security. In terms of personnel, finance and contracts - aunts. The rest are men.

Icemen were introduced to them, Icemen were introduced to them. Nedolyubov, we must give him his due, spilled like a nightingale, told what cool employees he had. Yes Yes. If they were cool, they wouldn't sit in the ass. Vic told everyone that he would set up a time during the day tomorrow for everyone to talk about their immediate work.

So far, the essence and the matter is already the eighth hour. My father nodded - they say, let everyone go - and said that now we need to discuss the affairs of the three of us and on our territory. Let's go to my father's office (God, Vic thought, now I have a separate office, now I've lived), there they have already set the table and everything.

We discussed our impressions - from the day, from people, from everything, in general. The father praised their deputy for security - they say, everything is well arranged in this regard, and the financiers, that if it were not for them, the company would have completely drowned long ago. Well, we watched two, in the morning the deputy of the main one - such a peppy aunt for fifty dollars, and then the main one. And then Mike, as his father came out, take it and tell me - Nedolyubov is a fool, since he fucked his painted secretary, I would, if there was a need, would have been better off with a red-haired financier. Vic tried to remember what she even looked like? But he didn't remember a thing. Told Mike he was the fool and drove home.

But at home, Vik still became interested - who did his brother marry him there? He took out his phone, sent a list of employees to the mail, and found - yeah, Veronika Andreevna Lastochkina. Thirty-two years old, unmarried, no children. Education - higher economics, they have one alma mater, a diploma with honors. Then one hundred and five hundred refresher courses and several jobs, each subsequent one with a promotion.

I found a profile in contact, and looked at the pictures. Yes, redhead. Shoulder-length hair. Tall, slim. Green-eyed. And with her, damn it, burnt, first of all - to work. Already right tomorrow. So let her come and tell why the new CEO Viktor Ledyanoy should not fire her.