Zakhar was one of Sergey's acquaintances in a group of ordinary Russian men who loved drinking and fishing. However, Sergey didn't know him well or closely. He certainly didn't know what kind of person he was...

Sergey had already borrowed money from everyone in the group. So it was awkward. He decided to borrow from Zakhar, even though he didn't know him well. Then he found himself on the wrong side of the tracks and couldn't repay the large sum.

Zakhar, at a late-night get-together at the dacha, smirked at him alone.

"Hey, kid. You don't have much of a right yet. I stole it. You haven't paid me back. So don't eat shashlik and don't drink beer..."