
"Hello" sayeda nice man, who liked like in his 40'es.
She steped incide of the huge halll way where she saw wing grandfathers clock, and also many carpets.

" My na,e is Grigoriy, i am a permennt owner of this house"
" And ofcource of really beautifull house"

"Not s beautiful as you are " he sayed and chuckled
Rima blushed right away.
He invited her to the living room, which looked freshly re done.

'Please have a sit. " he invited her to the comfortable champagne colored sofa.
"I think first things first" asked Rima
"Yes indeed" his accent was trembling in his voice with such a softness that I doubt no other women would ever have resisted this man.
"As I sayed this house is beautifully, as far eve if I only have seen a small portion of it. But it is also huge, and usually we do not have costumers on such a territories. But if we will it might be a factory."
"Mis, Rimanova I do not care for how much house will be sold, money do not play a huge role for me I am a wealthy man, but the only thing I care is my garden that I treasure. And if you would understand me, this means no factory should ever exist any close here."
"Yes I do understand, and I believe our boss will do to their best to make both sides happy. And also I have a questing I know you told me the price docent matter for you, but it is my job to ask the start price and our company will ad 20% to that."
"One dollar" sayed a man with a such serious face that Rima did not tryed to argue.
"If you do not mind may I take pictures of rooms in the house so we will put them out on-line and in our catalogs?"
"No I do not mind go ahead mean time I will make something for us, coffee?"
"No I am sorry I have heart problems"
"Well then we will enjoy juice"
"Juice will do thank you."