Part 2. Unlucky morning Sergei flew into the office, out of breath

Part 2. Unlucky morning Sergei flew into the office, out of breath, half an hour late. I glanced at my department - everyone was bending over the monitors, The air conditioner hums quietly, - and sighed with relief. Seems, Viktor Pavlovich еще не появился.
Sergey Viktorovich, you're out of shape today! - secretary Lenochka smiled at him, straightening perfectly styled curls.
Sergei just nodded in response, walking to his office. It wasn't enough to listen to this young provincial girl's jokes in the morning., dreaming of marriage with a rich boss.
Only he managed to take off his jacket, when the intercom rang.
Sergeev, - barked on the phone. Voice of the Development Director, Viktor Pavlovich, resembled the growl of an awakening bear. - To me, Live!
Sergei put down his phone in annoyance. "That's it, away we go", - he thought, heading to the boss's office. As if there weren't enough morning troubles!
Viktor Pavlovich, portly man with a purple face, always dissatisfied with everyone and everything, was already waiting for him, drumming my thick fingers on the tabletop.
Sergeev, you forgot how to see the clock?! - he thundered, Sergei barely crossed the threshold. - We have a meeting coming up, but he's still not there!
Viktor Pavlovich, I got stuck in a traffic jam, - Sergey began, but the director didn’t let him finish.
Cork, meetings, end of the world! - he thundered. - I have news for you: the world doesn't revolve around your problems!
Sergei silently clenched his fists. At work he was the head of a department, director's right hand, but at such moments I felt like a guilty schoolboy.
to be continued...

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Part 2 . Unlucky morning Sergei flew into the office , out of breath , half an hour late . I glanced at my department - everyone was bending over the monitors , The air conditioner hums quietly , - and sighed with relief . Seems , Viktor Pavlovich еще не появился . Sergey Viktorovich , you&#39 ; re out of shape today ! - secretary Lenochka smiled at him , straightening perfectly styled curls . Sergei just nodded in response , walking to his office . It wasn&#39 ; t enough to listen to this young provincial girl&#39 ; s jokes in the morning ., dreaming of marriage with a rich boss . Only he managed to take off his jacket , when the intercom rang . Sergeev , - barked on the phone . Voice of the Development Director , Viktor Pavlovich , resembled the growl of an awakening bear . - To me , Live ! Sergei put down his phone in annoyance . "That's it , away we go" , - he thought , heading to the boss&#39 ; s office . As if there weren&#39 ; t enough morning troubles ! Viktor Pavlovich , portly man with a purple face , always dissatisfied with everyone and everything , was already waiting for him , drumming my thick fingers on the tabletop . Sergeev , you forgot how to see the clock ?! - he thundered , Sergei barely crossed the threshold . - We have a meeting coming up , but he&#39 ; s still not there ! Viktor Pavlovich , I got stuck in a traffic jam , - Sergey began , but the director didn’t let him finish . Cork , meetings , end of the world ! - he thundered . - I have news for you: the world doesn&#39 ; t revolve around your problems ! Sergei silently clenched his fists . At work he was the head of a department , director&#39 ; s right hand , but at such moments I felt like a guilty schoolboy . to be continued ...

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