Book1:TeDream-Maker

ehadbeenjugglingwiththebookswiththehelpofhighlypaidandnotsoscrupulousgeniusesofating,sothegradualtransitionoffundshadescapedthesharpandevervigihegover．Now,hehadboughtbackallthesharesthathadinallybeloohimattheexpenseofhists,whoseatsheruthlesslyplundered．Butwhathecouldn’tpossiblyhavepredictedwastherecession，whichbotchedallhispns．Itwasn’tjustpersonalbadluck,fortheever-deepeningrecessionwasworldwideandtotallybeyondhistrol．Hisloadwasgettingheavierandheavier,andhisembezzlementwouldiablybeexposed，unlesshecouldruboutDimitri．Itwashisonlyhopeofsurvival,onewhichhecouldgo．Sohesatinthesecretroom,tautlyscrutinizilegroup．Dimitrioherhand，wassurveyingthebrilliantlylitemptyhallinsatisfa.EvidentlyMr．Kaffeehadcarriedouthisordersmeticulously．ThenaiveandvivaciousYokowalkeduptohim,linkedherfingersinhisandwhisperedsoftly，

    "Doyouremembertellingmeooallersintomyhome?Aren’tyoudoingjustthatnow?"

    "Thesituationisdifferent,”saidDimitri,lookingathersmilingly．"Hereyoumakeyourselvesathome.”

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    Thefactofthematterwas，inthesebadeictimes，graveyardshiftsweren’treallynecessaryastherewasn’tmuchurgentworkthatobeatteoatonce．Peopleakeuseottherecessiooreverttoamandleisurelylifestyle．Theclerksmightaswellspeimesaunteringthroughtheparks．Thegrandbuildingwithitsorderlyrowsofdesksandmodernteologicalequipmentwaslikeaquietgraveyardinthesuburbs．MaraandYokowereliketybirds，flittingaroundfullofiandcuriosityabouttheirsurroundings．Marasatbeforeadesk,enviouslytougthepersonalputers，wordprocessors，faxmaesandotherequ