Our general surname is Tsarev, and the underground name is natural.

The King. Before the New Year he gave us a naked salary (customers complaining about

difficult times did not translate the grandmother), however, promised later

to compensate.

And today, he gathers us all together (on the table of a pack of sweaters).

The envelope, and he says:

I’ve given you the bonuses before the NHG, you know why. I am my own

I hold my word, you get it now. So that you may know that you are my way, and I

I will never give you twice as much as I promised. I hope you are

Be careful and don’t leave me in difficult times.

For a few seconds, there was a stunned silence in the office, and here

At the end of the day, the trembling voice of our

Technical Engineer Yaris:

Lord, keep the king, keep the king, keep the king.

I wanted to catch up, but I couldn’t laugh.)