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The cunning dog manager and the forgotten laws of conscienceIn a small town, there lived a cunning wolf-dog, whose name was the Gray Manager. He was appointed housing and communal services manager, and the animal immediately felt power over the residents of the city. It looked funny: a gray fluffy tail was sweeping papers, grinning and frowning, while the rest of the residents were rushing home with heavy bags.Gray considered himself the smartest being in the world: he always knew where it was more profitable to raise tariffs, how to shift costs to tenants and hide traces of theft. Greed gnawed at him from the inside more than the hunger of any wild wolf. The more money arrived at the cash register, the more insatiable the animal became.But the residents of the town did not like the disorder and injustice at all. Pipes were constantly dripping, roofs were leaking, and yards were overgrown with grass. People complained, wrote complaints, and swore, but Gray just smiled an insidious smile and said, "The laws are new, comrades, we have to adapt!"Several months passed like this, but the residents' discontent grew. Meetings began to gather, protest posters appeared. Looking at the outrage of the townspeople, Gray decided to act decisively: he organized a meeting with his animal colleagues and announced that it was time to double the pay.— What does it mean, Comrade Gray? — the little kitten janitor was indignant. — You can see for yourself, the condition of the houses is deteriorating, utilities are not working well, why should residents pay more?—You see, my dear colleague," Gray said importantly, adjusting his glasses on his long nose, "it's not about poor service at all, but about the right approach to financing!Residents continued to be indignant, dissatisfied demands sounded louder and clearer. One evening, a large crowd gathered outside the management office. Indignant voices rose above the noise of the streets, and accusations against the greedy manager began to pour in.Suddenly, there was a familiar growl as the elderly engineer bear spoke sternly.:— Comrade Gray, tell me honestly, where does the money intended for the repair of roofs and porches go? Why do children, pensioners, and workers who have to repair pipes on their own suffer?The gray froze, looking around in fright. Something like shame and fear of exposure stirred inside. Finally, with a heavy sigh, he said:— Yes, it's my fault, comrades. I decided to earn more, forgot about the debt to the townspeople. Please forgive me...The audience was silent for a long time, looking at the fallen wolf. Then the grandmother, the kindergarten supervisor, reached out and gently stroked the dog's head.:— Well, let's consider this a test of your conscience. Let's fix the mistakes together.Gray raised his head, looked at the glowing windows of the apartments, and for the first time thought: "Maybe the most important thing is not wealth, but the trust and warmth of the human community?"Over time, the city has transformed: houses have been renovated, courtyards have been put in order, lighting has improved. The residents trusted their manager again, seeing the changes in him. And Gray realized a simple truth: it is better to become a man of honor than a predator.The final moral:The thirst for power and wealth can turn even a good leader into a greedy and selfish monster. Only by sincerely repenting and understanding the importance of justice and respect for people can one find true happiness and recognition from others.