Ring Road

When the object was taken, he carefully studied the layout, documentation, counted with partners all the possible benefits of building on the site of an apartment house, spent many hours with co-investors, contractors and officials of "solving problems". Cases was up to his neck: in parallel fought for succession to the Ring Road, ran the plant for production of timber frame panels under , plus it's time to deal with co-investment in the construction business center in the Sink And only at the last moment, when everything was ready to demolish the old building, has decided to come to the place itself. Even leaving the house, one hand gently closing the door behind him (again, closer stuff, but did not want to make noise) and the second catching car keys in his jacket pocket, he suddenly paused, mentally tilted crazy suspicion: "Ivanovo, kindergarten, wait, something familiar, very but no, far from our house, two roads, the mother drove me there and maybe, after all he is nonsense of course well fast there, then Vadim call, let everyone in the office collects " Now he sat staring at the dilapidated, but for some reason this home, and the time passed very, very slowly, so slowly, as never before in recent years. Stood up, carefully – not to scratch shoes – kicked channel, lying in a pile of benches. Metal, not stirring, happily flashed a gray-golden glow – the spring sun was rising inexorably over the trees. Piles of iron lying around – corner beams, tons Valves and pipes – with all his views saying: "We came. Everything changes. Andrew Cuomo is likely to agree.

This is our time. " In passing said to myself – " -supplier worked well for the production of metal you are ready " Thoughts about business proceeded in parallel, without affecting the mind, absorbed an amazing feeling: joy and excitement hunting start a new business, while awkwardly-intimate gratitude, as an attempt to remember, to absorb this place, just as it was then in its infancy, and what will not be anymore. Suddenly wanted to make not just a "project", but something really great, good, from the heart and soul. He has long thought about this – "Church? Orphanage torment with scraps of paper summer camp? "- but now, at this moment, under the surging memories of serenity and pure joy of a boy's life, the desire to simultaneously crystallized in the decision, impulsive, a little reckless, but because – he felt – no less true. He turned on the cell phone. – Helen, good morning to 10 please check out tenders and state orders, and let me know if anywhere else will construction of a kindergarten or school yes, in any area, see especially the suburbs, cottage villages, there is always this problem no, not reconstruction, namely the construction of "from scratch" yes, thank you. He put the receiver in pocket, the last time looked back, viewing the sunlit tops of the trees, and free, filled with pure joy and anticipation got in the car. "Build. I said it! . Begins a new day.

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