Business as it is

previously:. interview. ,. The collective triumph of justice. ,. Family values ​​Family Gadiukiny.

Gadiukiny banged his fist on the table. Spoon in the cup rattled plaintively in response, did not agree with such an ostentatious rudeness.
- And I say that it will go!.
His wife shook her head.
- Petya, we are only just went back to normal. Do you have a job, have money. Why change something?.
Gadiukiny scratched his head, twice hyknul, showing the thought process in all its beauty.
- You know, I worked all my life for someone else. Worshiped, licked the ass for his career, tried to curry favor for the sake cents. It's time to change. It's time to finally grow up and become masters of their fate. I must do everything to be free. I want to open their own and only their job!.
My wife waved her hand in the hearts.
- Do what you want, but not the best time you have chosen for this. Look what is happening on the street, and then just from the windows of his barbecue did not notice. Yes, and offend his host's departure.
- Do not barbecue, but cheburechnoy. Garik understand - he once started!.
- What a difference! . - The wife picked up the cup from the table and retreated to his office - the kitchen, leaving Gadiukiny alone with his thoughts about the future wealth.

Two weeks ago, Peter met a friend. Studied together, but parted ways after the University of. And then by chance encounter in a supermarket. It looked quite respectable friend. What's even more pleased Gadiukiny, it's hospitality at the meeting: Alex gave him a first hand, shook it for a long time, clapped on the shoulder. Therefore, it was a logical continuation of the renewal of acquaintances in nearby cafes.

- What are you doing? .
- I work in catering - with a little hesitation said Gadiukiny. - Nothing in particular. And you?.
- I? . A little out there, a little SNM. I kind of consultant.
- How long?.
- Yes, almost immediately after the University of. Turned up the case, had friends to help find a supplier. Well, since then, and traveled.
- A lot of money goes? . he smiled.
- The very same you know, without a good costume would not be any transactions. We have to. Although pleased to be replaced by a T-shirt and jeans. But still my deal did not happen.
- Your deal?.
- Yes. This is a matter to be provided for the rest of my life. While on the little things fly off. But maybe tomorrow things will change - Alex stood up and poured into the glasses of vodka. - Come for the meeting.

That was two weeks ago. But yesterday Alex Gadiukiny called back and offered to meet. Meeting place was chosen by the house of Peter Cafe. Alex was in high spirits, he almost jumped out of his pants with impatience to express their thoughts.
- Here it is! . - Here it is the very thing! . I could not do a. And then all enough!.
Doubts have covered Gadiukiny. He recalled the case of MLM and hesitantly asked,.
- And how much you need to start?.
- The fact of the matter, that do not need anything! . So it is now one week - Alex smiled conspiratorially. - In general, simple. I found a man. Engaged in the design principles of free transactions for the supply of oil for a very large company. And you know what happens sometimes in large companies?.
- No, I do not know, - said Peter after a long pause friend.
- The path of the oil lost. It follows, spilling, sometimes on the railroad wrong peretseplyayut tank and eventually to write off. so. Our people have the opportunity to make these losses are controllable - Alex winked. - And the question arises - why it oil? . He needs us to sell this oil.
- Hmm. And this is legal?.
- Oil on papers written off, it technically does not exist. So basically we need to sell something that does not exist. no problem. If something is not, this is not in the nature and punished for it can not.
- Hmm. - Peter was worried. Phantom of wealth began to grow before his eyes.
- The scheme is very simple, I find buyers for our oil, they pay her the money we give to our friend the oil and the remainder a reserve. It is still one of the tank, and 600 thousand rubles. Our friend wants to 150,000. Do you have any idea scalded?.
- Lesh! .
- You know, Peter, - Alex rubbed his temple with his index finger. - My experience with these comrades, as our oil to one speaks of the need to control it from and to. Especially considering that the buyers will not be the most common business. Our oil one can get at them directly, and then cried our money. So you will have to take money from customers and trade them for oil. While I will be in contact with buyers. In two places I did not have time to. I've already figured this way and that way. So I thought about you. And if you do not mind, we might hit on his hands. Well so what?.
- The idea is interesting, the risk is small - Gadiukiny smile. - I - for.
- Okay, but now the little vdarim - Alex suddenly faltered. - To be honest, the reason for the other. I'm all the way to someone's problem solved, but it never worked on themselves. So I started just one sykotno.
- I knew - glasses struck together, ushering in the world to create a new alliance.

The next morning after a conversation my wife kissed on the cheek and said, Peter.
- You know, not too, I believe that Alex. Let's do it this way. Firm, we will arrange for you only. And if all goes well, then you already divide the shares among themselves as you want. If not - then all you will. The extra control will not prevent.
Gadiukiny thought about how such an act would be unfair to someone, but drove the thought away - hardened the mind of his wife spoke the truth more often than he wanted. And this time it was worth listening to. Gadiukiny did not even want to give chance to the collapse of the business still in its infancy. And anything that stops it before the end of the trust the words of Alexis.

Peter saw off fellow at the station. Alex put his arm around him, then stepped back and slapped on the portfolio.
- Here they are, our money. Our future capital! .
Peter burned pocket notarised power of attorney for the issue of statutory documents on behalf of Alexis. But the pain from the burns that did not prevent him to smile. Everything must go as planned. And nothing will stop it.
- Come on. Do not worry, everything will be by. Waiting for good news.
The train signaled that it is time to take their seats. Alex jumped in the car and waved goodbye.

Oil each Fedor met Peter McDonald. Fedor had finished his burger in silence, carefully wiped his hands with four napkins. After that he moved to Gadiukiny closer and whispered rapidly.
- The difficulty is that this tank as it does not exist. But we do not have to make it current. Your company should hire another tank, and then pour it from one technology to another. After that, your oil is already. You rent a tank, it is fated oil, you will sell it. It's simple. Nobody will find out where it came from. Yes, if it wants to find out - nothing can make. All you have to do - rent a tank from someone and let me know.
Fyodor got up and left. Gadiukiny ordered an espresso. The brain refused to accept the simplicity of the scheme.

Money is transferred rapidly. They appeared somewhat smaller than originally planned, only 550 000. Plus, Alex asked for a transfer and fifty thousand to buy a ticket back in and resume the costs of accommodation and courting clients. Another 30,000 had to pay for Logistics. And 10,000 for cashing funds for other oil. However, even after all that had sufficient funds to reclaim the money for the organization of the firm, the accountant to pay the first month and buy a huge flat screen TV in the bedroom. Probably have not had such a stormy night in the family life Gadiukiny. The deal was nearing an end, and the jim-jams mastered even the tips of hair on the head of Peter.

The day was scheduled oil shipment, call Alexis pulled Peter into reality.
- Meet, I'm at the airport.
After a little bell Gadiukiny wilted - he hoped no one to share his triumph. However, a friend of a friend, and a sense of guilt forced him to pack up and leave a friend. Along the way, Alex depict the search client. According to him it appeared that he had surpassed the ingenuity of James Bond. However, the money in the account is confirmed.
- Come to the right piece of metal, I want to see our tank! .

A guy in a padded jacket led them to a large metal barrel, standing on the rails.
- That - and he went about his business.
- Now you know how to make money! .
- Yes, it was just - breathed, putting the face to the sun of spring, Peter.

Bell pulled out of a light hangover Gadiukiny, yielding terrible blows inside the cranium.
- Yes?.
- Pease, yes! .
- I have given only a pre-payment, as you said. Total 100 000. What happened?.
- The tank came empty. No one is no oil in it is not flooded. I warned that this monster should be on the alert.
- How so?.
- Huyak! .
- I would like you to explain everything later.
- When the next? . Ugly! .
After three minutes the phone rang again. Gadiukiny pressed the response.
- Alex! .
- Peter V.?.
-. yes.
- Peter V. is with you tell your customers from Syzran. We then hitch. I would like to solve it. I think we should meet. You are to us, or we drive to you? .

And here Gadiukiny became really sykotno. He sat in silence for ten minutes, and then dialed the phone number.
- Garik?. Garik, when I go to work? .

Note. author. Based on a true story. All names have been changed, the circuit sympathetic podpravlena. All are alive, the prototype gradually paid back by the buyer. Oil each lost in an unknown direction, as it turned out, followed by a tail of similar frauds in the several millions of rubles.

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