The director of the plant, Afanasy Albertovich, radiated joy and benevolence. His formal tweed jacket was carefully cleaned, the elbows were neatly sewn with leather inserts, and the director himself smelled pleasantly of triple cologne.
“Here you see our drawing department,” he said to the Japanese delegation.
In the office, one of the engineers, who had been sitting quietly in a chair before, suddenly began to do a strange thing. Taking scissors, he carefully began to cut from a sheet of Whatman paper a piece of the drawing on which he was just working.
One of the Japanese screamed and fainted. The director was not at a loss - he took out a bottle of liquid from his inner pocket, took a long sip, pressed his lips tightly and sprayed the unconscious Japanese with a triple cologne in the form of an aerosol.
The Japanese man opened his eyes. It was evident that this was the first time he was brought to his senses. After making sure that everything was in order, the director continued:
- And now let's go to the head center of storage of drawings.
An old watchman was blocking the way to the center. She constantly forgot all workers at the plant, including the director, and demanded passes from them. Having carefully wrote down the name and surname of each visitor in a notebook, she missed everyone.
The delegation entered a large hall filled with huge racks with drawers. Afanasy Albertovich went to the woman sitting near the huge shelves with boxes:
- Good afternoon, Marfa Vasilievna! Please make a commit.
The woman gently, but rather playfully, grumbled:
- Again you, Afanasy Albertovich, with your leaves! And don't you get tired of going back and forth every day?
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The guard hid in the locker for a minute, and then returned with a toy in his hands.
- Here you are. Hope this brightens up the way back. I wanted to give it to my daughter, but you need it more.
- Thank you very much! - the boy clearly cheered up.
- All right, catch up with your own.
- Thanks again! - shouted the boy, on the run stuffing a stuffed penguin into his backpack.