The office of the Gorky City Youth League Committee is located in the center of the city, it is a two-story gray and white building, the first secretary of the Gorky City Youth League Committee is the leader here, his office is naturally the best in this building, the office is located in the center of the second floor of this building, this is a spacious office, there are two flags in the corner on the right hand side of the door, one is the party flag of the Soviet Union, and the other is the regimental flag of the Lenin Youth League of the Soviet Union.
The flag hung down quietly, looking very solemn.
On the left and right walls were bookshelves filled with hardcover books, but Seryosha knew that he would not read them, they were just decorations.
There was also a large desk in the middle of the room, two chairs in front of the desk, and a chair with a high backrest behind the desk, Seryosha pulled out the chair and sat on it to try it out, and I have to say that he was very satisfied with this chair.
On the wall behind the chair are portraits of Comrade Lenin and President Bo, which look very majestic.
There are floor-to-ceiling windows on each side of the desk, so the room is very bright.
There are also two sofas and coffee tables in front of the writing desk, which is the reception area of the office.
Seryosha sat down in his seat satisfied, stroking the wide desk, and a feeling of control arose.
Seryosha also has a safe behind him, but Seryosha doesn't have a key yet, so he doesn't know what is in it for the time being.
The office is actually more than that, there is a small door next to the office that connects to the next room, where there is a bedroom with a bathroom for Seryosha to rest.
In general, the decoration here is as luxurious as a foreign-related hotel, without losing the authority of the government department.
Seryosha felt that even a monkey sitting in his seat would exude a majestic temperament.
While Seryosha was trying to find the feeling of being in his place, there was a sudden knock on the door.
"Please come in" Seryosha hurriedly adjusted his sitting posture, and then replied seriously.
The one who opened the door was Nastya, his secretary he had just met, a cute childish girl with glasses.
Seryosha's first impression of him was good.
Nastya walked into the room and reported to Seryosha: "Secretary Ulyanov, you have a guest visiting, is it convenient for you now?"
"It's convenient for me, let him in," Seryosha replied.
Nastya was just about to leave, suddenly remembered something, she walked to Seryosha with the document in her hand, gently put the document on Seryosha's desk, and then said: "Secretary Ulyanov, this report is a social activity that we are going to organize recently, the report includes the arrangement of the entire event, the budget, and the detailed list of participants, please take a look, if there is no problem after you sign, we will start to prepare." ” "Okay, I'll take a look at it as soon as possible," Seryosha said, picking up the report and flipping through it.
Nastya took his leave, and Seryosha nodded and began to look through the papers, until a lady walked into Seryosha's office.
Seryosha originally wanted to turn to the position of his signature and sign directly, but the large number of participant information sheets in the report made him unable to quickly locate the location of the signature column.
While Seryosha was flipping the report back and forth, a voice said with a smile: "Seryosha, do you remember me?"
Seryosha raised his head and looked, and hurriedly got up to greet him, it was none other than Mrs.
Zhukovsky mentioned by Mikhail yesterday, although Seryosha was still smiling, but in his heart he was already thinking about how to refuse Mrs.
Zhukovsky's request to exchange dollars.
"How could I have forgotten you, you did me a great favor in the first place," Seryosha said politely.
"There, you and Mikhail didn't make any money for us at the beginning, and without you, it would be impossible for us and my wife to send our children abroad to study."
Mrs.
Zhukovsky deliberately steered the conversation.
At this moment there was a knock at the door, and Nastya entered the room with two cups of coffee, and Seryosha and Mrs.
Zhukovsky immediately stopped talking in tacit understanding.
It was only after Nastya had left the room and closed the door that Mrs.
Zhukovsky said with a sad face: "Seryosha, my child is in trouble, and only you can help me. ” Seryosha simply could not refuse Mrs.
Zhukovsky's request, but he did not want to help in vain, and the underground bank would charge 10% of the service fee for the transfer of assets, let alone Seryosha.
So Seryosha thought for a while and said to Mrs.
Zhukovsky: "Madam, I can't refuse your request, but if you want me to serve you for free, it's impossible."
"How about we let you work in vain, and we will give you five percent of the benefits according to the rules of this business," said Mrs.
Zhukovsky, smiling, as if she were very generous.
"No, ma'am, I don't think you understand the current market, those underground banks that only charge five percent of the benefit fee have no credit at all, and I am different, my own money lies in the bank innocently.
There won't be any problems at all, my offer is 15% of the transaction amount, no two prices" Seryosha unceremoniously set a new price, the current Seryosha is not the identity of the fugitive in the past, in terms of rank, Seryosha is even one level higher than Zhukovsky, and the equality of status makes Seryosha speak with a lot of confidence.
"Seryosha, do you know how much money I want to exchange for two million dollars, our old man is about to leave his job, this money is our pension money.
We just don't want to have any mistakes to find you, but your offer is too high" Mrs.
Zhukovsky played the bitter card while drawing the price with Seryosha, Seryosha couldn't help sneering in his heart, two million dollars, although it is not a big number in the eyes of rich people in later generations, but now it is 1981, and millionaires in this world are still very valuable.
The average person in the Soviet Union was only $6,000, and these corrupt officials actually looted so much wealth.
Seryosha patiently listened to Mrs.
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Zhukovsky's words, and then asked with a smile: "Do you have a better choice?"
Seryosha returned to his seat and went about his work, ignoring Mrs.
Zhukovsky, the dense list of participants on the plan was too long, Seryosha didn't turn his head for a long time, but his mind was actually still with Mrs.
Zhukovsky, as long as he agreed, it was still a good deal.
After a moment of silence in the room, Mrs.
Zhukovsky finally gave in and agreed to Seryosha's terms.
The two shook hands and said goodbye, Seryosha returned to his seat, picked up the cold coffee and just wanted to drink it, but accidentally spilled it on the plan, Seryosha hurriedly cleaned up, suddenly he stopped, he looked at the information sheet of the participants who was full of coffee stains and thought of a brilliant idea.
To be continued. t1706231537: