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Yes Telegin himself did not know his future fate.
The car drove up to the main entrance.
Here a balding man in a white coat waited for the doctor.
He shook Sergey Anatolyevich’s outstretched hand and looked at Telegin with interest.
“This is our new colleague,” Shevchenko explained briefly, swiftly entering the building.
“Neuman Roman Yakovlevich, Sergey Anatolyevich’s referent,” the man quickly introduced himself and rushed after Shevchenko.
Alexander barely had time to call himself and shake Neumann’s dry brush.
Inside the office, at the entrance, there were also strong guys.
Sergei Anatolyevich made them swing his hand, and they didn’t even pay attention to Alex.
In a deserted hall, behind a large table with two computers, sat a comely brunette with almond-shaped eyes.
She rose and devotedly looked at Shevchenko.
On the badge you could read the name “Irina”.
– Good afternoon, Irina.
Take our guest to my reception.
I will talk with Roman Yakovlevich.
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