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The small family business that he
had taken over from his father was not going well and so he was very happy to
have received an invitation from the mayor to have dinner on a small luxury
ship. It was clear to him that this was not because of his "beautiful
blue eyes"; new business connections were to be made. When you get to
know the right people, you become more competitive. And now, he was preparing
for this evening.
The mayor was not exactly a
pleasant person because he had to kiss a lot of feet on the way up and now
expected this from everyone who wanted something from "his" cake.
Our main character had seen the head of the city once before when a big boss
from the state administration met him. "Of course, Mr. XY, it will be
dealt with immediately, Mr. XY, without wanting to praise myself, I have
already thought of it, Mr. XY, …………… .." Then he turned around and
yelled at one of his subordinates. If he wanted something from a superior, he
could be overly polite, but when he asked something from a subordinate, he
was like Nero himself.
It was already two o'clock and he
actually wanted to go to the hairdresser, and he also had to pick up his suit
from the dry cleaner. Perhaps tonight, he would also be able to speak a few
words with the mayor's daughter; after all, they had been to school together.
The evening came, he was at the
jetty, but no one or no ship could be seen. "I might just have arrived
too early." - he thought by himself. He looked at the clock.
"Right, half an hour early." He waited. After two hours, there still was nothing. As he stood there, smoking one cigarette after the other, a
black limousine slowly drove past him. The window was turned down a bit
through which he could hear the laughter of a small company. He had been made
fun of; that had been the water test. His phone rang, he took it out of his
pocket, no number, he answered the call, a woman's voice, it was the mayor's
daughter, she asked: "Are you coming to us for dinner tomorrow?" He
hesitated a moment, then answered quickly: “Of course! At what time?"
On the way home, a few thoughts
crossed his mind: Had he really sunk that low? What did he want and what
could he achieve? He knew that people were laughing at him. The mayor knew
now that he would be ready to kiss a lot of feet.
The next evening he went to the
mayor's villa, which was a bit outside the city, with a high, opaque fence
made of three meters of wall and a thick row of trees protruding beyond it.
No light, he rang the bell again, waited a little. He was about to throw away
the flowers he had bought for his former schoolmate when the little gate
opened. There she stood with a disarming smile. He handed her the flowers,
according to his memory these were her favourite orchids because she didn't
like roses, too submissive, as she put it.
The paved path led to a
magnificent, semi-circular staircase, he found the lion espalier a bit mawkish
but expensive. Then it went on through a spacious vestibule, through a double
door into the dining room. He could only see two place settings. She noticed
his surprise, but put the flowers in a vase and pointed to a chair for him to
sit down. His amazement grew even greater when she started talking about a
big project rather than old school days or romantic things. She talked as if
she had all the strings in hand. How much she had changed! When he looked at
her even more closely, he could see hard features behind the make-up. He was
not prepared for this negotiation, which was to take revenge later because
there were some clauses in the contract that were to bind him and his family
business closely to the mayor's business. As he would remember after years,
she always gave him an innocent smile at the hot spots, then she caressed his
arm. She played with him like the female spider that, after being mated, eats
the male animal. After signing, she kissed him and lay in his arms.
When he woke up in that foreign
bed the next morning, he found a small table with breakfast and a perfumed
letter next to it. "Good morning darling! You know what we talked about!”
He lay there for a moment, closed his eyes again. When he was at school, he
had always dreamed of conquering her. She had given herself to him last
night. She was good in bed, but something was missing. Calculation had taken
the place of feeling. He felt a strange tension in the epigastric region, as
if after an exam that he had absolutely no idea how it would turn out.
For the next few months he did his
business, or rather, did his tasks. His bank account grew, but he was no
longer the same. Sometimes they spent a night together. This was usually the
reward for a deal. It was supposed to be a kind of crowning event, but by now
he had learned to play his part. Every now and then it occurred to him that
she might suspect he was no longer the same.
The mayor kept him and people like
him at a certain level, but he was careful not to let them grow too much for
his position. Our main character wasn't entirely sure whether he was the only
one enjoying the daughter's sweet fruits. Because he was one of the most loyal
servants, or perhaps best played his part, his business got bigger and the
city smaller for him.
Years went by and the carefree
indifference of the residents did not allow other parties or groups to build
an effective opposition, so dark deals went undetected. In construction
projects, for example, material was saved where it was not necessarily
visible and charged again at other points. Accidents were not uncommon, but
were mostly attributed to human error.
It was a fun game to see his
account grow twice as fast. However, where should the money go? He was
careful and didn't want it to stand out too much, even though the mayor's
daughter kept encouraging him to finally behave according to his status. He
slowly thawed, and after he had travelled enough, a good car was bought, the
furnishings in his apartment were renovated, and the local tennis club
attended. He was a sporty type and learned it quickly, soon became the best
player because he did not put his wealth in his stomach, was successful and
in demand.
The newcomers in the city were
mostly from the poorer, eastern part of the country, foreigners were rare. He
noticed a young girl. Or maybe she him? They got closer, met more often, a
relationship began. The mayor's daughter became jealous and there were open
arguments several times.
And then, there was a serious
accident in the factory, toxic substances were released, several people had
to be taken to hospital, the fish in the nearby river died. Environmentalist
from all over the country came, organised demonstrations, the press besieged
the house of the factory operator and the mayor's office. An independent, super regional
commission was convened to investigate the events more closely.
These particular clauses in the
treaties made our hero of the story appear to be an impostor and culprit.
When he thought about it, the money he'd made with it had been pretty little
in order to be blamed for the whole scandal. When the trial began, both the
mayor's daughter and the pretty young girl dropped him like a hot potato.
Heavily indebted, he lost the family business. In the end, he moved to
another city. Not because he felt ashamed, but because he hoped to start over
there.
And there he met the mayor's
daughter, who had just been divorced. ………………………
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Montag, 10. August 2020
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