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Pompous atmosphere characterized immediately characterized the solidity of the company. Five minutes before the appointed time, Olya, slightly trembling in nervous excitement, sat in the reception room furnished with elegant leather furniture. Although everything had to go fine. A brief summary of a graduate of the law school posted on the Internet worked - a detailed questionnaire came to the soap - up to height and weight, and also asked to attach a color photo, like to an international passport.

Especially inspired that interested in the presence of a passport, and knowledge of languages. Although it would seem - why languages ​​lawyer? However, the name of the company - Zarubezhneftservice OJSC was promising. For some reason, the office was very deserted - except for a low security guard, with such a nose that it was quite suitable for the role of Cyrano de Bergerac at the entrance to the floor, who conducted Olga to the reception room, nobody met in the corridor. But again, the time was half past twelve - probably the staff at the lunch break. At the thought of having dinner in my stomach, it dulled deeply, recalling that ultralight, due to fees and worries, breakfast was almost four hours ago.

Remembering the guard, the applicant cheered up. The look with which he looked at her fine figure, in a strict business suit, said that he looked like one hundred percent. The last days of August stood out dry and hot, and it was not a great pleasure to put on a prickly half-woolen wool blend, although only a knee-length skirt. Well, at least she guessed that, most likely, a strict dresscode in the oil company would not be suitable for going to an interview with bare legs. The flesh-colored stockings have become the solution to the problem - not so hot as in pantyhose and wool does not prick. The air-conditioner worked in the reception room, and therefore it was quite tolerable in the jacket, although while driving, the white blouse under the arms was a little wet.

An imposing man of about fifty looked out of the door.

- Shlykova?

- Come on in ...

The spacious study in light gray tones was obviously the director's one - an oval meeting table for ten people adjoined the huge and almost empty dark walnut writing desk. One corner was occupied by a sitting area - a light brown leather sofa and two massive leather armchairs with a small coffee table in the middle.

- Oleg Samuilovich - head of the personnel department - the owner of the cabinet introduced himself and made an inviting gesture towards the sofa.

While the applicant sat down, went to the table and took a few sheets of paper from him, the top of which she saw her resume. He himself sat in the chair opposite and the interview began.

Interviewer, unblinking eyes, mentally put points:

Fair-haired, medium height, not to say that the beauty of ordinary appearance is the face of a Russian oval, the eyes are gray or blue, not big and not small, made up in moderation.

- What else? - pretty lips bow, bangs, long hair, it is clear that natural, curled curls and just gathered in the tail with a hairpin. Keeps stiff, obviously uncomfortable to sit on a low sofa - the skirt of an office suit in this position does not cover round knees. But she found herself, put her hands on her knees - her fingers were long, well-groomed, the manicure was not catchy in the tone of light pink lipstick.

- “Well done, girl - there is a sense of style, let's see how with other qualities” - the personnel officer thought to himself, at the same time asking standard questions, looking at graceful ankles, covered in solid nylon over strict black shoes - “legs are also nothing ...”

The usual questions are education, work experience (although what could be the experience of yesterday's student?), Then Olya pushed the “legend” about the part-time job that was not reflected in the workbook in the last courses in one small office (in part it was true), but here the office employed five peopleand in fact she was a girl on the phone.

Suddenly, Oleg Samuilovich spoke several sentences in English. Olga didn’t understand anything, blushed deeply - the summary indicated - colloquial English, to which the personnel officer comforted the inclination:

- Do not worry, Olenka, our company pays for courses and in a couple of months you will talk like an Englishwoman.

From the heart lightened, besides the mention of a possible solution to future problems inspired some hope. Behind the general awkwardness, it was already inconvenient to correct the overly familiar appeal - “Olenka”.

Then there were the usual questions about housing, convenience of transport, the presence of a driver's license. Further, more - life and career plans. The answer was homework, and the applicant for the position of lawyer almost completely calmed down.

- Tell me, Olenka, and you suck? - The head of the personnel department, leaning back in his chair, looked straight into his eyes.

At first glance, it would seem that the girl was outraged by this question to the depths of her soul - her pink cheeks with steel-flashing eyes seemed to want to shout back: “How dare you ?!”

But in reality it was not so - Olga thought what to say. “What kind of moronic question? - well, of course, I suck, as without it? But I will not, as I suck this old fart right in his office! Even if he promises me at least two thousand salaries! I did not come to the panel! I have a diploma in law! ”.

- Olenka, I’m leading to something, because the boss smiled and looked in a fatherly way at the candidate:

- You after all get a lawyer came to us?

- Right?

- Yes, Oleg Samuilovich. But I do not understand...

- Do not interrupt, Olenka, an elderly person, because I want to do something better for you, - the chief smiled slyly - you see, we have made room for the personal assistant to the president of the company. Well, why should you, a young specialist, sit on a salary of a thousand in the office, where there is no place to fall? You can get your office and salary, significantly ... much higher. In this case, you will have only one boss, you will perform the duties of a personal, I emphasize, personal assistant!

- Yes, but ...

- Wait, Olenka, I have not finished yet. Our president is a very good person. He is young, very educated and very, I repeat, very correct in relation to his employees. And most importantly - he is single. Do you understand what I am doing? Who knows, maybe you can, over time, and marry him to yourself.

- But sorry ...

- I know, Olenka, I know. I know perfectly well what you want to say. You did not come here for marriage, but for a career that at such a young age you are not interested in the question of marriage and the like. But believe me ...

- Excuse me, Oleg Samuilovich, and what is the salary of the presidential aide?

- Personal assistant, Olenka, I emphasize, personal.

- Yes, I'm sorry, personal assistant.

- We will set the salary at the level of three thousand for a start, but do not forget that we have very good awards. Believe me, the old, the amount of the award will pleasantly surprise you. In addition, this position is not in the list of professions, and therefore in the workbook you will have - the senior specialist of the legal department.

- How do you like this sentence?

- Oleg Samuilovich, and what is your question here?

- What question?

- Well, about ... well, you asked ...

Here, Olya unexpectedly turned red. “Here is a pancake - she thought - really so, and say to him“ suck ”? Can the word “blowjob” be used? No, it's just a fucking bastard! ”

- Do you mean my question about the blowjob? - the personnel officer smiled smugly, he perfectly understood that the girl sitting in front of him agrees to many things for the sake of the prospects that he described to her

- It's very simple, Olenka: You suck me, I - you place a personal assistant to the president.

- Going?

- Do not appointments need to be coordinated directly with the president?

- Olga Pavlovna, this is in my competence, believe me.

- And yet - besides yours I had five more candidates for this position yesterday - and three of them promised to think well of my question - but I did not have the opportunity to check ...

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