1st Year Max Level Manager Novels & Stories

"Mr. Aleks. Klaire's qualification is top-tier. I think you need to review her again. Her position at the Kingston was managerial head and I know she is capable here too." I leaned into my seat, refusing to agree to Hale's suggestion. Klaire was new and it was not the proper way to top the chart. "If she keeps it up, she'll get promoted to the next level" I said. Mr. Hale sighed, the glow in his eyes dropping. "Her position right now is a Level 2 staff. She has to spend years to get to a Level 7 staff member. And before then, we might lose her. Some other company that knows her worth might just snatch her. Or the woman might come to a realization, that she's being maltreated"

"Yeah. It's the new one. The deputy's here, too. All the managers from Levels One to Five got replaced. I'm in charge of Level One now, but there are two other managers working with me. I'm not the only one." Max didn't hold anything back as he explained the situation inside the base. "What gifts does your director have?" Hayley asked. "Fire and earth elements." "Do you know what level?" Max shook his head. "I'm not important enough to know that yet. But don't worry. I'll try to find out when I get back." Hayley looked pleased with this loyal little boy. She handed him a bundle of seasoning packets to take back and use to win people over. By the time they neared their destination, Max's atti

Mane was currently on the second level of the school library. It had been a week since he was admitted. Classes were great and studies were fine. Since all the first years were mostly six year olds, the first three years of school was aimed at increasing their intelligence. Actual combat training and fieldwork would begin in their 4th year.

I paused. "Top-level manager is a general or strategic managers who focuses on long-term organizational concerns and emphasize the organization’s stability, development, progress, and overall efficiency and effectiveness." I discussed. And they all nodded meaning that they understand it. I clicked the enter again. " Middle-level manager is a tactical managers in charge of the organization’s middle levels or departments. " I paused once again to see if they are still listening. " And the frontline-level manager is also called operational managers and are responsible for supervising the organization’s day-to-day activities." I added and finished the three levels that needed to be discussed.

There was something in his tone that made my blood run cold. “Because you are fired, Mr. Carrow.” The words were a physical blow. The air left my lungs, and for a moment, I could not breathe. The room seemed to tilt around me. “What?” I managed to say. “You are fired,” Maxwell repeated, his voice utterly empty. “Effective right now.” “Max,” Kaelon said, his voice full of disbelief. “Is that not too extreme? It is his first day, and…” “And he has already shown he cannot manage the most basic part of the job,” Maxwell cut him off. “I do not have time to coddle employees who cannot be bothered to arrive on time.”

My foot slammed gently on the floor before the elevator dinged, bringing me to the floor he would be at. Voices echoed when I stepped out with everyone gazing at their system in front of them. I was a nonsensical person, and I didn't take trash, and whenever I saw someone slacking, such a person would be sacked. I didn't build my company from being idle; it had started as a two-person company until it blew up, and the last thing that I wanted was anyone trying to pull it down. “And you are here.” Max snapped his fingers when I stepped in as he ran his eyes through what I had on before shaking his head to the side.

"Your task is to bring this company back to life and back on its feet, then make a net profit of one million dollars. Employee turnover rate must remain within normal range." Sierra took the file and flipped through the first two pages. The company had a proper structure, simple departmental hierarchy, and only a few dozen employees. Its main business was developing medical software for major hospitals. She had never worked in that field before. "Since you never went through the family's formal training, I'll give you one chance to back out." Maxwell looked at her without much emotion in his eyes, cool and distant as ever. "Go home now, and I'll still give you your ten million dollars a year

I replied, and he nodded. "By the way, I'm the vice manager of the first floor, which is one of the most important floors. If you need anything in the future or are confused about anything, find me," he said, and I nodded. "Your work starts tomorrow, don't be late. And surprise us" he said before disappearing through the door. I didn't think too much about his kind vibe because the people that train with the heartless method are the main headquarter's force. If all the Russian Mafia practices the same way, will there be a power difference between the rulers and the people as every one of them would be strong? They will also make a mess of here as everyone will be thinking that they are stron

It was hard for Patricia to picture what kind of relationship Dustin really had with Adrian that Dustin could name Adrian’s company as he pleased. “How many people can you manage?” Adrian asked when Patricia first arrived. “Shouldn’t I start at the bottom of the ladder?” Patricia was a little confused. “Naturally, you will be starting from the management level. You won’t learn much at the bottom rungs. “Should I let you manage a hundred people or two hundred?” Patricia could barely speak. This was simply too much. Had Dustin not said that this was just a small company? Why was a middle manager like her managing one or two hundred people?

"Allow me! Someone has got to tell him!" He faced Max again. "In my fifteen years of working in the car manufacturing industry, you are the worst boss I have ever had. Not only that, you have got some screws loose. And that new car you want to launch? It's stupid! A quiet car? What are you on? A ton of murderous adrenaline?" "You!" Max roared and his body trembled as if he was on the verge of having a heart attack.