“What three hundred thousand? Have you decided to charge your own relatives money for renovations?” Aunt Katya asked in surprise.
Andrey Viktorovich Sokolov, thirty-eight years old, a construction foreman with fifteen years of experience, was sitting in his pickup truck near the unfinished residential complex “Rechnoy,” staring at his phone. Another message from his cousin: “Hey, Andryukha, hi! Listen, I need to redo the bathroom. You can get tiles at a discount, right? You know, […]
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