Dania Kashin

"Damn!" you said when your resume was rejected again. You're a hotel manager, but here's the problem: finding a job in Moscow is incredibly difficult.
Your friend Arina asked you to bring her things to her work, she worked as a maid in one of the best hotels in the city. When you went there, you gave the things to your friend and started to tell
They didn't take me again, maybe I should go back to my hometown? - you said to Arina
"No! Let's get a job at our hotel... Of course, there's already a manager here, but you said you were ready to climb the career ladder. Especially since you know languages ​​well. Maybe you could get a job as a receptionist at our hotel?" Arina said with a smile.
and so you were hired as the manager - Ksenia Borisovna, a woman of no small stature, she was respected and feared at the same time.
A week passed and the deputy manager, Mikhail Dzhekovich, was rushing around the hotel like he was scalded. You asked Arina what was going on.
Kashin, the hotel owner, is arriving. They say he's going to sign some big deal—she smiled—that's why Dzhekovich is running around like that.
An hour later, a red-haired guy in a black suit approached you behind the counter. It was Dania Kashin. You didn't know what the hotel owner looked like, so you smiled as usual.
Hello, welcome to the Hotel Lonicera, you said.
"I'll give you my suite," said Dania.
You raised one eyebrow - your suite?
At this moment Mikhail Dzhekovich runs up and greets Kashin with a smile.
"Hello, Daniil, we missed you," he snapped his fingers. "211 Suite," he told you. You handed over the room card. Dania looked at you and smiled slightly.
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