Ruby Chef. Prose in English. Natalia Patratskaya
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the reign of the president, the designer was also a twin, he had a huge design office in his subordination. If his wife needed a new apartment, he was given it for a week, and in two weeks he could drive into it.
The president on the throne was about five, five years his twin – the designer enjoyed power over people and over structures. The triumphal peak passed, and the counterpart-designer at retirement age came to the small design office where Rimma worked.
The duplicate – the designer decided to restore his own order both among the people and in the products they were developing. Most of all in the design bureau he liked Rimma’s work, he constantly took it out with his not entirely correct instructions about the design of the device for deep immersion.
It must be said that by this time Rimma had been working independently for many years, and what she developed was all working.
The new retired chief of the Design Bureau prevented her from all his former triumphal forces. Before him, she had already developed a basic design node, which passed all the tests. The pest-twin did not let her repeat the tests with the device. He had magnets – and they worked incorrectly.
Horror gripped the entire consciousness of Rimma. The head spoiled all her work, despair – poorly said – accompanied all the days of his work with his counterpart-pest.
The administrator can not work – designer! If he commanded an army of developers, it does not mean that he developed what they did. He was the administrator, the counterpart of the president, and all. Amazing work with an underwater object was destroyed by a twin to the ground.
God did not let Rimma die in the presence of the double of the president.
It is impossible for a designer from God to interfere with the development of designs! God took pity on Rimma and sent her a new leader, Andrei Georgievich, with whom she had already worked. Both were obsessed with developing a lightweight submarine. What Rimma did not like the existing submarines? By its size.
Floating houses in the ocean with a huge number of unnecessary pipelines, made of poor-quality material, could not please the hereditary designer. Remember the death of a large ship and a huge number of versions: because of what he sank? Rimma of all versions was interested in one – the ship’s casing was made of molten metal, and the interior of the ship was luxurious. A terrible contradiction! Ice beat metal! Absurd ship designs.
And if you look at the design of submarines? Hell of a sailor, and this is poorly said. Previously, sailors were fed with stew and condensed milk, they were fed better than the rest of the army, a former submariner told him this.
And now? How to lure a sailor in a submarine? Consequently, in the development of submarines, it is necessary to involve completely different mental forces, this means of underwater movement of submarine missiles and people must be reconsidered.
Miniaturization should penetrate the design of the submarine.
Rimma and Andrei Georgievich started the development of an underwater helicopter. It is a helicopter. Without a screw, the plane does not fly and the ship does not sail. Rimma developed an airtight assembly between the inside of the ship and the outer screw. The difficult thing without a magnet did not work, she did it with a few magnets.
If the propellers are at the rear of the ships, then the 4M light submarine is at the top. The great helicopter designer M. invested his knowledge in helicopters and airplanes. Unknown to the world, the chief designer has developed an underwater helicopter. And the fact that he is unknown to the people, he was clear from the time of his uncle.
Rimma’s uncle was secretly kept alive, his name was known to great SP, but the people and distant relatives did not know what he was working out and who he really was.
The underwater helicopter was not sent to the exhibitions, it was immediately hidden from people’s eyes and declared a secret underwater UFO. The size of the underwater helicopter was greater than the air, undoubted.
So, small apartment with a small size control panel. Rimma was a great developer in the field of miniaturization of structures due to the use and development of the latest chips and other electronic components. She was a well-known designer in her circles in the development of sealed enclosures using magnets to transfer one type of movement to another.
The shape of the underwater helicopter gradually became oval when designing; a huge number of drawings were left behind. Layouts worked flawlessly. The ubiquitous scouts were the first to learn about the work in this area of underwater craft.
The secrecy of the work was marginal, all people did not accept their own, but information was leaked into secret, knowledgeable services of the country.
Rima felt shadowed, but the twins did not send her and did not interfere with her work. The development of the underwater helicopter was completed, the product passed all tests.
The customer was pleased, but did not go to increase the series, they didn’t want to let the new product into public use, the secret services took the underwater helicopter into service for ten years, then they gave permission for the use of the underwater helicopter.
He worked. Life was on the rolling track of existence.
At work, a natural storm. The wind blew right through the window and brought such tasks that everyone was turned upside down. Yesterday, the chief came to the assembly area, who had long looked at what to find fault, and found the door, which was thrown under the windows on the street. The door lay under a rusty pipe and quickly rusted.
The head of the department gave overclocking to the boss. The chef gave overclocking to Rimma yesterday and continues to humiliate her today. As a result, she has a desire to quit. In order not to quit, but to calm down, Rimma begins to write. And you thought, why do people write? To bring the nerves in order.
The air conditioning rumbles, the wind flies into the open window and flings the doors open – all three pleasures on the face. The sun is shining outside, all the lights are on, plus the light of computers – here are three more pleasures in the same office. And silence – all went out on business.
Strips of curtains slowly sway from the wind, the phone rings, and there is no one to approach. She got up, went over, listened, but there was no one to call – everyone came out. Job? After labor races came a respite. Everyone wants a vacation. Outside the windows of August. The first leaves of the trees flew along with the wind. One of the works lies, there is a lack of a pair of elements, today it has also been shaken. Attacks from all sides.
Passed day. Day to day is not necessary, yesterday all day – even cry, today is just a day without a smile. I had to eat ice cream, which turned out to be fresh and tasty with a jelly filling. It is impossible, but it would be desirable, so let at least something pleasant and cool. “Coast, coast” – lunch in full swing. Rimma forgets the one with whom she went on the other side, and reminders of her psyche no longer work.
So, she ties up with the publication of books through publishers, samples of personal books are more than enough, and the financial sense is zero. Can not sell. There is a dream that cannot come true, to make full-fledged detective stories out of novels. You can read detectives, but the most bressed to the clue – solid thorns, or it is not her profile.
The real spring sun reigned on the street, if you do not look down to the ground, where there was still snow in some places, then the sensation of life and mood is spring. Life twists and twists forces, sometimes pierces the chest.
Rimma went to work. Bright snow glare glittered in the cold snow from the light of lanterns. Buses were left behind, in front was a parking lot. Frost reigned over the land. She was warm today, she dressed in winter clothes – she froze yesterday: she did not dress for the weather, and the bus got cold.
She got around the cold, sat down on a warm spot on the bus and put on winter clothes. At the bus stop today all the ladies