Offices of large and small companies differ somewhat with each other. "Krupnyakov" find a place in individual skyscrapers or in extreme cases - in old mansions in the center of the capital. Companies of a lower level “nest” also in multi-storey offices, but occupying only a floor, or even half a floor. Beauty, in spite of its loud name, in the official world played the role of a small but self-confident company, so it could be found on one of the floors of the former hotel complex, part of which was rented out to the interested nineties.

But of course, only those who had a lot of money to pay this rent. Office renters here changed quite often. And recently, “Beauty” became one of the permanent tenants of the former hotel room, an activity that, in a general sense, was to find a prestigious job for beautiful girls. Moreover, from all over Russia. So, in any case, the “Beauty” case was described on the official website on the Internet. Not many people knew about the underwater part of the almost fantastic work of the corporation and the real owner of Beauty, Dr. Shevchenko (by the way, there was not a word about it on the official website).

But a few of them were Alexander Telegin, who was already in the elevator the next morning, moving to the sixth floor. It was there that the legal office of the corporation was located. He warned no one of his visit, confident that he should be met there with open arms. With his powers and abilities! Alex's mood was just great! And when Telegin entered the foster corporation, he smiled so festively that the four little girls, who were awaiting either personal or official happiness, even sprinkled.

The secretary, a pretty girl of about twenty-five in a strict suit, also looked up from the computer screen. Her eyes were blue-blue. She even reminded Alex of the assistant doctor - Oksana. The same blonde and blue-eyed. And beautiful Curious, maybe she is also a doll? Then you need to check ...

- Who are you to? - Not that the secretary asked in a friendly, but too formal way.

- I am to your superiors - Alex said cheerfully to the girl.

- you assigned?

- No, probably ...

- Then, sorry, Oleg Petrovich is very busy ...

- What do you mean! - Telegin snorted deliberately sad. And it was clear that this message did not discourage at all, - And when will yours be released?

“I don’t know,” the pretty office guard shrugged her shoulders, “he did not report.”

- It is a pity - also Alex pretended to sadly sighed - it means that we will have to wait. Girls, do you mind? - and, without waiting for agreement, flopped into one of the cozy chairs. They were in the spacious reception at least a dozen. The beauties, who considered themselves to be such, once again almost giggled in unison, looked at Alex with professional female eyes from head to toe, and immediately got involved in a strange and incomprehensible conversation for Telegin, where the main phrases were from the words “glamor” and "Ruble".

They were no longer interested in Telegin - by no means did he in his appearance fit the role of a potential employer. Although it looked decent.In turn, the girls were, in Alex’s opinion, were pretty, but all with some small flaws. In his past life, Telegin considered it a joy to meet one of those challengers for a beautiful life. And having sex with this one would be great. And now ... Of course, it would be possible to break the will of any of them, including the secretary, to do anything with them.

But not at the moment. And why, if there are perfect pupae. The same kind of living, but perfect in all respects. And as if there was no violence. The creations of Dr. Shevchenko were specially created to bring pleasure to the chosen men. And to the delight of Telegin, he belonged to the elect of the elect ...

- You can introduce yourself? - the voice of the secretary pushed Alex out of pleasant reasoning.

- Alexander! And my last name is Telegin.

The secretary funny wrinkled nose. The name did not tell her absolutely nothing.

- And who are you?

- In terms of? - stupidly asked Alex.

- The purpose of your visit to us? - Already a few, though carefully concealing her feelings, the girl asked in an irritated tone. Alex read her mind. They completely corresponded to the tone and the question. And in the course of the person Telegin e really get on my nerves.

- Journalist I. About the work in your organization.

- That's how, - the girl said more calmly, - then you need to go to the personnel department. Oleg Petrovich receives only girls and employers.

“And yet I would like to meet with him,” he had not yet used his gift. Moreover, this situation Telegin even amused. After all, it's fun when they don't let a real manager into the office. However, the secretary could forgive her severity. Probably, she was not at all aware of who Alexander Telegin was at all. Most likely, only Oleg Petrovich, the company's official director, knew about this. By the way, his name was, it seems, Kostenko.

Moreover, it was interesting how Dr. Shevchenko himself informed Kostenko about Telegin’s person.

- Report about my arrival, please - smiling, he asked the girl.

“Okay,” she grunted, “but not now.” Oleg Petrovich is really very busy ... He has visitors. Yes, and he is unlikely to wish to meet with you. Employment in the company is not its level. For this there is a special service. You better go there.

“Believe me, girl, I know perfectly well where I should go first,” Alex said somewhat persistently, but still smiling affably, “all the more, deciding whether to meet with me or not is the prerogative of Kostenko.

The secretary leaned displeasedly, in her thoughts a storm of discontent broke out (Alex caught it right away), but we must pay tribute to the girl's professionalism. Having coped with the impulse of negative emotions, she, indulgently glancing at Telegin, with a feeling uttered:

- Wait for your turn, and then I will inform you

- No questions. I can wait a bit

He didn’t even suggest anything to anyone. Just forced to consider himself a man. If he looked in the direction of the waiting girls, he saw in their eyes some respect and fear. After all, as they heard, Oleg Petrovich had a very cool temper. And before them went to the office another contender for work. And the director of the agency had an interview with her for half an hour. Why this process took place for so long, I could only guess.

But Kostenko would hardly like to interfere with the work process. Alex looked back at the spacious reception room with a bored look. Here everything was drowned in greenery and tuned to the most positive way. Well, here they arranged for work itself beauty.

It took another twenty minutes, as the door of the office of the chief opened and from there fluttered contentedly, with a blush on her cheeks, quite a pretty brunette. Not very tall, but pretty sweet. It seems that Mr. Kostenko found a warm, important thing for the girl, a well-paid place. Where? Actually, this question was of little interest to Telegin.Only a contented brunette came out of the waiting room, as a man’s voice rang out. Hoarse and slightly tired:

“Daria, tell the visitors that I will continue after lunch ...”

- Excuse me, Oleg Petrovich, but here a young man rushes to you - the secretary kept her promise, though very slyly and with a great deal of mockery, - Telegin is his last name.

There was a second pause and

- That you were silent. Here ... - I didn’t continue to continue my voice and in a moment I showed his owner, a stocky man of forty, lean and young, in the reception room - Sorry, Alexander ... - he jumped to Alex and began to shake his hand energetically , nearly ...