– Theoretically, I can try to solve the problem with the bus, but how are you going to solve the problem with the passengers?
– Elementarily. How much is a one-way ticket?
– Three hundred.
– Well here, I will pay the remained empty places, and the question is removed, how many there it is necessary to finish? – the guy looked into the bus and his enthusiasm diminished. There was only one woman in the back seat.
Stepan smiled.
It means twenty-five seats and a capacity of forty-three, multiplied by one thousand three hundred… what's happening? – intricate turned driver.
Gosh got the smartphone, quickly there counted and summarized with a sad look:
– Fifty-five nine hundred is obtained.
Stepan never collected such sums for the flight. It sounded divine…
– Well, the time is coming again, and cheered the guy – drove?
– Are you willing to pay nearly sixty wooden crosses to come in this hole? Isn't it easier to take a taxi for two or three thousand? – discarding interests, paternal offered Stepan.
Yeah where I'm looking for now. Let's go already, money it not the main thing, and here time, missed, you won't return. We've missed him enough. Go!
Gosh took out a wallet, counted eleven five thousandth notes and gave to the driver.
– Now still nine hundred can find the money, – fumbling in pockets, added guy.
– Okay, jump, we'll deal with the money after. For an hour I can't promise that the route can accommodate half, but will try to catch, Stephen responded, nervously running the cab in an effort to get to the driver's door.
The guy in the two jumps I jumped in the bus.
– Oh…? Yes, there is still no one, and we were in a hurry – he heard a voice somewhere nearby, we'll do that outside of stand up, chat, what is there, in the sweltering heat to sit still naseema on the road.
A man and a woman put heavy bags directly on the ground at the open doors of the bus. At that moment the doors closed and the bus drove off.
– Uh.... Stop! Where!!!
– Stop!
The driver did not notice that the door stand two people, when rapidly pressed the gas, but when they heard the whistling and shouting, I looked in the right mirror. Two poor fellows desperately waved their hands, and something very emotional uttered their speech apparatus.
– Well, a couple of tickets down and you have two, already minus five – the driver winked at the guy and launched into the cabin of onlookers.