Novel & Cerita Bossy President

He was afraid of facing the same fate as his colleagues. The boss was quite disgruntled. His hands itched for his gun but he still needed to complete an errand and he was no fan of driving himself. He had to manage this scared cat of a driver and bodyguard. 'Ptff! They are all pussies ' It was awfully quiet in the car so the boss instructed in a friendly tone.

I blurt out before I could stop myself. "Am I a little blunt and authoritative sometimes? Yes, absolutely because if I was a friendly happy boss-type I would not have this empire I have created, no one would get any work done because they would simply think I am too nice to ever snap at them and I hate to break it to you but it's not because I'm evil, it's just how I need to be to make sure my company, my bloodshed, and tears are not thrown down the drain because I'm nice" Nayel uses finger quotes to use the word nice, "Have you ever noticed the way you talk to me? How many people do you know who speak to their boss the same way you speak to me?"

LIANA I took a deep breath before stepping into Zaylen’s cabin, the chill in the air immediately hitting me like an ice pole. I closed the door behind me, trying to steady my nerves. "Yes, Zaylen, what did you want—" "Boss. Call me Boss from now on," he interrupted, his tone colder than the room temperature. I blinked, stunned. "Oh, okay, Boss." He pointed to a stack of files on his desk, his expression unreadable.

Making a proud look he adjusted his tie with both hands, cleared his throat, and answered, "For ten years Miss. Qian. I am the only one who is working for so long under President Wu." Meifeng had got her answer in the first half thus she simply ignored the second half of assistant Mu's answer. Again looking around for Wu Qiqiang's arrival Meifeng asked in a much lower voice, "Why has Third Brother Wu came back this time?" This was a little tough question as compared to the first one. Assistant Mu was put on a tough spot wondering if he should tell Meifeng about their business or not. Remembering how patient his boss was with Meifeng he decided it would be better to not offend her. Clearing h

A dashing young man with his brooding glance all over his employees was sitting at the head of the table and interrogating them for the past five hours not even giving them a break. It was as if he was in the worst mood of the day and it wouldn’t get better. “Hurry up and tell me what solutions you have to increase the sales or you are not going home today,” Gale spoke with authority and everyone was shivering. John was looking at his boss who was being too harsh at his colleagues and wondered the reason for his boss’s angry demeanour.

He had no idea why the girl was always hot-headed when she was talking to him. "Just put in all of those that were carrying,” was Zannie's authoritative command. Howard had nothing to do but to obey the command of this boss wannabe. Bossy—the adjective which fits her. Finally, he already realized that bossy people are annoying just like him before, as Howard recalled that he had the same attitude towards SLI employees.

He knocked on the table impatiently, and under the heavy gesture, the wooden desk made a heavy sound, "But I am very pissed! Even for the sake of the Winters family, I can't tolerate this woman anymore. What do you think I should do?" "President, it's against the law to hire someone to kill her." Greg didn't even remember how long it had been since he had seen such a president whose face was full of murderous intent. Especially this year, because of Young Madam, the president seemed to have changed into another person. But now, the change seemed to have been reverted, and the most bandit man had returned.

He raised an eye, the only indication that he acknowledges my presence. "Boss. I've got good news", I said happily. " Spill" he simply said. "The president has been impeached. I just got the news". Instead of the joyful look I was expecting from him, he retained his bored and uninterested expression. Sometimes, I didn't understand this man at all. He took everything we did with a care free attitude. Not once have I seen him show any other expression except when he was angry or bored which was very common. " Boss, aren't you happy? ", I asked.

"Boss, you called for me" The man seated on the president's chair just let out a 'Hmm' and closed his laptop, he was still facing down as he looked somewhat displeased. Just thinking out what happened that night kept pissing him off. Just who was that girl and who the hell does she think she is? How dare she humiliate him like that!He banged his fist on his desk as he began rumbling slowly.

The audacity of this man, just what is he trying to do after humiliating us like this? I glared at him. Mom looks at me in worry, "Who is he? Do you know him? Isn’t he the one at the event?" "He’s no one, just ignore him, mom." "I'm her boss, she works for me. And as boss, I feel obligated to take care of my employees. If you let me, Mrs. Brooks. I wouldn’t want to drive by seeing that it’s your special day at such bad weather," "Your boss?" Mom gasps while looking at me, "Well let’s go then. You shouldn’t be so disrespectful to your boss."