Accompanied by the director of personnel, Vasily followed the young man to the factory office and saw a microphone on the table in the room.
"Comrade Vasily," the young man pointed to the microphone on the table and said to him, "I hope the other party hasn't hung up on your call yet."
Vasily thanked the young man, walked to the table, picked up the microphone, and put it to his ear: "I am Vasily Zaitsev. Who is looking for me?"
"Hello, Comrade Vasily." A familiar voice came from the receiver: "I am Major Lapko from the Military Service Office of the Eastern District of Moscow."
"Hello, Comrade Major." Vasily heard that someone from the Military Service Office was looking for him. He thought there was something wrong with his retirement procedures, so he quickly explained: "I followed the regulations and completed all the retirement procedures before leaving. Moscow came to Kuibyshev Metallurgical Plant to report, could something have gone wrong?”
"Yes, something did go wrong and you need to return to Moscow immediately."
"Go back to Moscow now?" Vasily said with some surprise: "But I just finished my report at the metallurgical factory. Even if I want to go back to Moscow, I have to wait until the factory is closed."
"Someone will negotiate with the metallurgical factory about your work." Lapko said on the phone in an unquestionable tone: "You must return to Moscow immediately."
Vasily felt a little uneasy about urging him to return to Moscow so anxiously. He tried his best to avoid returning to Moscow, so he found a new reason to refuse: "Comrade Major, I don't know when I can buy a ticket to return to Moscow." ticket."
"You don't have to worry about this." Major Lapko said on the phone: "I will immediately send someone from the local military service office to pick you up and then send you directly back to Moscow. Are you at the metallurgical plant now?"
"Yes, I'm in the metallurgical factory at the moment."
"Where is the metallurgical plant located?"
"Factory office."
"Okay, Comrade Vasily. Listen, you can't go anywhere until the people from the local military service office arrive. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Comrade Major."
The director of the personnel department waited for Vasily to put down the phone and couldn't wait to ask: "Comrade Vasily, what happened?"
Vasily was also confused at the moment. He replied: "I don't know what happened. The people from the Moscow Military Service Office asked me to return to Moscow immediately. They also said that they would send someone from the local Military Service Office to pick me up and drive directly. Send me back to Moscow."
"Driving you back to Moscow directly?" The director of the personnel department said with some surprise: "Comrade Vasily, I don't think you can stay in the metallurgical plant anymore. But before leaving, you should say hello to the comrade director. "
Vasily thought that the factory director had brought him into the factory, and now that he was leaving, it was basic courtesy to say hello to the other party. "Comrade Director," he looked at the Personnel Director and asked, "Can you take me to the factory director's office?"
At first, the factory director handed Vasily over to the director of the personnel department. Now that Vasily wanted to see the factory director, the director of human resources naturally obliged: "Okay, Comrade Vasily, come with me, and I will take you to see the factory director. .”
In this way, Vasily, led by the Director of Human Resources, arrived at the factory director's office on the third floor.
The factory director, who was sitting in his office, saw the director of personnel and Vasily coming in from the outside with a look of astonishment on his face: "Didn't I ask you to take him to the warehouse? Why did you bring him here to me?" ?" Accompanied by the director of personnel, Vasily followed the young man to the factory office, and sure enough he saw a microphone placed on the table in the room.
"Comrade Vasily," the young man pointed to the microphone on the table and said to him, "I hope the other party hasn't hung up on your call yet."
Vasily thanked the young man, walked to the table, picked up the microphone, and put it to his ear: "I am Vasily Zaitsev. Who is looking for me?"
"Hello, Comrade Vasily." A familiar voice came from the receiver: "I am Major Lapko from the Military Service Office of the Eastern District of Moscow."
"Hello, Comrade Major." Vasily heard that someone from the Military Service Office was looking for him. He thought there was something wrong with his retirement procedures, so he quickly explained: "I followed the regulations and completed all the retirement procedures before leaving. Moscow came to Kuibyshev Metallurgical Plant to report, could something have gone wrong?”
"Yes, something did go wrong and you need to return to Moscow immediately."
"Go back to Moscow now?" Vasily said with some surprise: "But I just finished my report at the metallurgical factory. Even if I want to go back to Moscow, I have to wait until the factory is closed."
"Someone will negotiate with the metallurgical factory about your work." Lapko said on the phone in an unquestionable tone: "You must return to Moscow immediately."
Vasily felt a little uneasy about urging him to return to Moscow so anxiously. He tried his best to avoid returning to Moscow, so he found a new reason to refuse: "Comrade Major, I don't know when I can buy a ticket to return to Moscow." ticket."
"You don't have to worry about this." Major Lapko said on the phone: "I will immediately send someone from the local military service office to pick you up and then send you directly back to Moscow. Are you at the metallurgical plant now?"
"Yes, I'm at the metallurgical factory at the moment."
"Where is the metallurgical plant located?"
"Factory office."
"Okay, Comrade Vasily. Listen, you can't go anywhere until someone from the local military service office arrives. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Comrade Major."
The director of the personnel department waited for Vasily to put down the phone and couldn't wait to ask: "Comrade Vasily, what happened?"
Vasily was also confused at the moment. He replied: "I don't know what happened. The people from the Moscow Military Service Office asked me to return to Moscow immediately. They also said that they would send someone from the local Military Service Office to pick me up and drive directly. Send me back to Moscow."
"Driving you back to Moscow directly?" The director of the personnel department said with some surprise: "Comrade Vasily, I don't think you can stay in the metallurgical plant any longer. But before leaving, I'd better say hello to the comrade director. "
Vasily thought that the factory director had brought him into the factory, and now that he was leaving, it was basic courtesy to say hello to the other party. "Comrade Director," he looked at the Personnel Director and asked, "Can you take me to the factory director's office?"
At first, the factory director handed Vasily over to the director of the personnel department. Now that Vasily wanted to see the factory director, the director of human resources naturally obliged: "Okay, Comrade Vasily, come with me, and I will take you to see the factory director. .”
In this way, Vasily, led by the director of the personnel department, came to the factory director's office on the third floor.
The factory director, who was sitting in his office, saw the director of personnel and Vasily coming in from the outside with a look of astonishment on his face: "Didn't I ask you to take him to the warehouse? Why did you bring him here to me?" ?" Accompanied by the director of personnel, Vasily followed the young man to the factory office, and sure enough he saw a microphone placed on the table in the room.
"Comrade Vasily," the young man pointed to the microphone on the table and said to him, "I hope the other party hasn't hung up on your call yet."
Vasily thanked the young man, walked to the table, picked up the microphone, and put it to his ear: "I am Vasily Zaitsev. Who is looking for me?"
"Hello, Comrade Vasily." A familiar voice came from the receiver: "I am Major Lapko from the Military Service Office of the Eastern District of Moscow."
"Hello, Comrade Major." Vasily heard that someone from the Military Service Office was looking for him. He thought there was something wrong with his retirement procedures, so he quickly explained: "I followed the regulations and completed all the retirement procedures before leaving. Moscow came to Kuibyshev Metallurgical Plant to report, could something have gone wrong?”
"Yes, something did go wrong and you need to return to Moscow immediately."
"Go back to Moscow now?" Vasily said with some surprise: "But I just finished my report at the metallurgical factory. Even if I want to go back to Moscow, I have to wait until the factory is closed."
"Someone will negotiate with the metallurgical factory about your work." Lapko said on the phone in an unquestionable tone: "You must return to Moscow immediately."
Vasily felt a little uneasy about urging him to return to Moscow so anxiously. He tried his best to avoid returning to Moscow, so he found a new reason to refuse: "Comrade Major, I don't know when I can buy a ticket to return to Moscow." ticket."
"You don't have to worry about this." Major Lapko said on the phone: "I will immediately send someone from the local military service office to pick you up and then send you directly back to Moscow. Are you at the metallurgical plant now?"
"Yes, I'm at the metallurgical factory at the moment."
"Where is the metallurgical plant located?"
"Factory office."
"Okay, Comrade Vasily. Listen, you can't go anywhere until someone from the local military service office arrives. Do you understand?"
"Understood, Comrade Major."
The director of the personnel department waited for Vasily to put down the phone and couldn't wait to ask: "Comrade Vasily, what happened?"
Vasily was also confused at the moment. He replied: "I don't know what happened. The people from the Moscow Military Service Office asked me to return to Moscow immediately. They also said that they would send someone from the local Military Service Office to pick me up and drive directly. Send me back to Moscow."
"Driving you back to Moscow directly?" The director of the personnel department said with some surprise: "Comrade Vasily, I don't think you can stay in the metallurgical plant any longer. But before leaving, I'd better say hello to the comrade director. "
Vasily thought that the factory director had brought him into the factory, and now that he was leaving, it was basic courtesy to say hello to the other party. "Comrade Director," he looked at the Personnel Director and asked, "Can you take me to the factory director's office?"
At first, the factory director handed Vasily over to the director of the personnel department. Now that Vasily wanted to see the factory director, the director of human resources naturally obliged: "Okay, Comrade Vasily, come with me, and I will take you to see the factory director. .”
In this way, Vasily, led by the director of the personnel department, came to the factory director's office on the third floor.
The factory director, who was sitting in his office, saw the director of personnel and Vasily coming in from the outside with a look of astonishment on his face: "Didn't I ask you to take him to the warehouse? Why did you bring him here to me?" ?" Accompanied by the director of personnel, Vasily followed the young man to the factory office, and sure enough he saw a microphone placed on the table in the room.
"Comrade Vasily," the young man pointed to the microphone on the table and said to him, "I hope the other party hasn't hung up on your call yet."
Vasily thanked the young man, walked to the table, picked up the microphone, and put it to his ear: "I am Vasily Zaitsev. Who is looking for me?"
"Hello, Comrade Vasily." A familiar voice came from the receiver: "I am Major Lapko from the Military Service Office in the Eastern District of Moscow."
"Hello, Comrade Major." Vasily heard that someone from the Military Service Office was looking for him. He thought there was something wrong with his retirement procedures, so he quickly explained: "I followed the regulations and completed all the retirement procedures before leaving. Moscow came to Kuibyshev Metallurgical Plant to report, could something have gone wrong?”
"Yes, something did go wrong and you need to return to Moscow immediately."
"Go back to Moscow now?" Vasily said with some surprise: "But I just finished my report at the metallurgical factory. Even if I want to go back to Moscow, I have to wait until the factory is closed."
"Someone will negotiate with the metallurgical factory about your work." Lapko said on the phone in an unquestionable tone: "You must return to Moscow immediately."
Vasily felt a little uneasy about urging him to return to Moscow so anxiously. He tried his best to avoid returning to Moscow, so he found a new reason to refuse: "Comrade Major, I don't know when I can buy a ticket to return to Moscow." ticket."
"You don't have to worry about this." Major Lapko said on the phone: "I will immediately send someone from the local military service office to pick you up and then send you directly back to Moscow. Are you at the metallurgical plant now?"
"Yes, I'm at the metallurgical factory at the moment."
"Where is the metallurgical plant located?"
"Factory office."
"Okay, Comrade Vasily. Listen, you can't go anywhere until someone from the local military service office arrives. Do you understand?"
Vasily was also confused at the moment. He replied: "I don't know what happened. The people from the Moscow Military Service Office asked me to return to Moscow immediately. They also said that they would send someone from the local Military Service Office to pick me up and drive directly. Send me back to Moscow."
"Driving you back to Moscow directly?" The director of the personnel department said with some surprise: "Comrade Vasily, I don't think you can stay in the metallurgical plant anymore. But before leaving, you should say hello to the comrade director. "
Vasily thought that the factory director had brought him into the factory, and now that he was leaving, it was basic courtesy to say hello to the other party. "Comrade Director," he looked at the Personnel Director and asked, "Can you take me to the factory director's office?"
At first, the factory director handed Vasily over to the director of the personnel department. Now that Vasily wanted to see the factory director, the director of human resources naturally obliged: "Okay, Comrade Vasily, come with me, and I will take you to see the factory director. .”
The factory director, who was sitting in his office, saw the director of personnel and Vasily coming in from the outside with a look of astonishment on his face: "Didn't I ask you to take him to the warehouse? Why did you bring him here to me?" ?”
