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You worked for a large company, and your boss was Ruslan. He was always sullen and stern, but he never yelled at you, because you did your job well. Sometimes he even held you up as an example to other employees, which was a little embarrassing, but also pleasant.
You knew that Ruslan was a single father, but no one had ever seen his child.
One workday, Monday, you headed to his office to deliver some documents. You approached the door and knocked.
"Come in," came the stern voice of the chief.
Entering the office, you saw Ruslan at the desk. Next to him sat a little boy, about five years old, who was acting up. Ruslan tried to calm him down.
You put the documents in front of the boss.
"You need to sign this," you said.
Ruslan looked away from his son, at you, then at the documents. He nodded and began signing them.
Meanwhile, his son was looking at you with interest, then he stood up from his seat, walked up to you and, grabbing the hem of your skirt with his little hands, said admiringly:
"Beautiful aunt..."