Chapter 21 Fame

"Nastya, come to my office!" Seryozha called from his executive chair, and soon there was a knock on the door. 』』Tian Lai Novels WwW. ⒉3TXT. COM

"Come in!" Seryozha responded. Nastya in business attire walked into Seryozha's office. Seryozha pointed to the chair in front of his seat and said: "Sit down, I have something to tell you. I will leave Gorky next month and go back to Leningrad University to study. There are some work matters that I have to report to you." You order."

Nastya immediately put the notebook in his arms on Seryozha's desk, and took out a pen to take notes. Serio Sala opened the drawer, took out a piece of paper and put it in front of Nastya, and said, "Look first!"

Nastya picked up the paper and glanced at it first, and then looked at Seryozha in confusion. Seryozha picked up the calendar on the table, turned to the next month and handed it to Nastya. Nastya picked up the calendar and compared it with the contents written on the piece of paper that Seryozha gave him, and quickly understood what Seryozha meant. After reading all the contents, Nastya raised his head and was surprised. Asked: "Why are there so many activities scheduled for next month? There are fellowships almost every weekend, there is also a large marathon, and a large book club event. Do we really want to hold so many activities? ?”

"Nastya, do you have a boyfriend?" Seryozha asked with a smile. Although the two were in a superior-subordinate relationship, it was still a bit abrupt to ask, as this question was too personal.

"No~no!" Although Nasya felt that the secretary was taking too much control, she still answered truthfully.

"Then can I ask what are your plans for the weekend?" Seryozha asked with a kind smile on his face.

"No!" Nastya wondered why the boss asked such a question, could it be...

"So I think we have the responsibility to enrich the amateur life of the comrades in the league and create more opportunities for them to meet with their peers. Isn't that good? You have also seen that our fraternity is very successful, and many Everyone likes it, so why don’t you hold more such good events?” Xie Liaosha went on and on, but he knew very well that a group event with hundreds of people won’t make much money, so he had to hold several more events. All right, and the more people who participate, the better. Only when Seryozha reaches the scale can he safely earn more money.

Na Sijia breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that he didn't want to ask himself out. You must know that dating your boss in the office is a taboo in the workplace. You will inevitably become the heroine of the office lace news. Na Sijia doesn't want to fall into such a situation .

"But we don't have so much funds to hold so many activities!" Na Sijia reminded his boss that the Youth League Committee is a Qingshui yamen, and organizing a fraternity party cost a lot of activity funds from the Youth League Committee.

"I'm going to worry about money.

You just need to prepare according to the schedule I gave you. I will come back at the end of the month, and I will check your work then! "Seryozha got up and was about to go out after finishing speaking. Nastya saw Seryozha's actions and knew that Seryozha didn't want to listen to her anymore, but she just had to implement what the secretary decided. She didn't want to Maybe he would drag Seryozha to continue asking questions. Nastya turned to say goodbye, and was about to leave with the timetable that Seryozha had given him, but was stopped by Seryozha again.

"Nastya, you need to make clear statistics on the information of the people who participated in the activities, especially the bank accounts, and give me a separate report. You must know that we will also charge them a symbolic amount of money for the activities we hold. If anyone If there are many people participating in the unit, I will ask their unit to pay a little sponsorship fee..." Seryozha pretended to remind Nasya casually, and Nasya nodded in agreement without thinking too much.

After Seryozha left the Youth League Committee, his driver took him directly to the airport in Gorky City. Seryozha was delayed for too long in Gorky City because of Mrs. Zhukovsky. The perfect solution. But after pressing the gourd and picking up the ladle, Yuri's business had a big problem again, and it was an irresistible problem. Because the damn Polish railway workers went on strike again, their transportation lines were cut off at once, and the goods in William Pick's hands cannot be transported to the Soviet Union by railway, so they can only be transported by sea, but the sea is much slower , It is really delaying earning money, and Seryozha has nothing to do about it.

On the night when Seryozha left Gorky by plane, the satisfied Mrs. Zhukovsky was showing the photos of her son sent back from the United States to the wives of her husband’s colleagues. This small circle of the Communist Party of China gathered most of the wives of the senior leaders of Gorky Port. They got acquainted with each other because of their husband's work relationship. They often drank tea together and chatted in boring and free time. What everyone talked about most was the issue of their children. Like Mrs. Zhukovsky, many of their children stayed abroad, while their parents in China provided financial support for their lives.

"Wow! This is the house your son bought in the United States. It's so beautiful. It even has a swimming pool."

"Look at the TVs in other people's houses, they are better than our domestic ones!"

"What brand of car is this! It must be very expensive!"

...

Mrs. Zhukovsky was intoxicated by the exclamation and envy, and at this moment he felt an indescribable joy in his heart.

"Tell me, how did your son do it?" Mrs. Zhukovsky was surrounded by inquiring wives. They were amazed at what happened to Mrs. Zhukovsky's useless son, American bastard. It's so good, even though that kid is a bit handsome, it's not like he's so capable and earn so much money all of a sudden.

"A few paintings in his hand were taken by an East German businessman, and then they bought them at a high price, that's it!" Mrs. Zhukovsky said while covering her mouth to hide her pride.

"What painting is so valuable! Could it be the work of Dürer?" asked a lady.

"I don't know, maybe it is!" Mrs. Zhukovsky answered incongruously. He didn't know too many detailed questions. Sergey helped her figure it out. She only looked at the results and didn't care. There is no excessive care process. It's a pity that the more Mrs. Zhukovsky tries to hide it, the more those ladies are right.

Mrs. Zhukovsky's son's family history is very interesting, but Mrs. Zhukovsky still can't explain why.

The two women who usually didn't get along well with Mrs. Zhukovsky hid aside, looking at the proud Mrs. Zhukovsky coldly, with disdain on their faces.

"Let me tell you, we don't know what his son's virtue is, but I saw that shameless woman running to the Youth League Committee of our city. I think the money may come from our Youth League Committee Secretary." In exchange."

"No way! The Youth League secretary has so much money?"

"You don't know it! Our new secretary of the Communist Youth League has collected a lot of money from American casinos, so he is capable!"

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Not long after this gathering, the officials and their relatives who had a large amount of shady wealth in their hands finally found a person who could safely help them transfer their property. (To be continued.)