20 years ago, I was appointed as the head of sales department. At the age of 30, under the supervision of 8 people. The office is rich, the salary is very decent, in a word - life was successful. The deputy was a 50-year-old man. Fundamental, calm, "lampy" about newborn computer chips and gadgets, but greatly able: 1) to negotiate with customers 2) to competently outline the essence of problems in official letters. Perfectly aware of the specifics of the case and never in a hurry. He clearly did not fit into our team of young ambitious managers. He did not argue with money and especially did not aggravate on corporations. He did not even have a personal car. I do not remember that he was traveling abroad for a vacation, all about his favorite country told. In a part-time year, the department decreased to 6 people, but sales increased significantly. I thought then that as a young but experienced manager, I had built my own system. In fact, it is my deputy, as a more experienced, through me created a comfortable atmosphere in the department, where everyone was in his place and brought the greatest benefit to the general cause. When we celebrated his 50th anniversary, we had a private conversation, from which I understood the principle of work of my mum: DO NOT WORRY AND DO NOT WORRY. 20 years have passed... The office was safely ruined due to the greed of the owners, who fought with each other until the attraction of the brothers. I am currently the head of sales department. The same eggs, only view from the side. In the subordination of 12 people, extra employees are absent as a class. The office is rich, the salary is more than decent. The only difference is that the owner is my former deputy. When our former owners shared money and power, customers did not stand on any side, but chose an experienced and calm seller with whom they continued to do business.
The fraudster, who pretends to be the president of Belarus, deceived a confident pensioner from Moscow $ 4.5 billion.