Ceo Above My Desk Novels & Stories

The CEO And Me Author : Bayu Hidayat Translator : Yuriko *** Even though in reality Sagara's legs were not paralyzed, there was still a sense of annoyance when he heard people ridicule and gossip about him from their limp mouths. Secretary Ken walked towards a table with some dishes on it. His Young master wanted something to refresh his mind so that he wont get tired at times like this. He settled on a fruit salad which was placed in a middle-sized plastic container. It was decorated very nicely and has a classy touch.

The head office is different from my previous office, this one was larger and well equipped. The environment is nice and very comfortable to work in. My office is on the ninth floor, and I have just a handful of others here with me. I was told the tenth floor is for the CEO only and that no one is allowed in unless, of course, he authorizes it. My office is spacious and beautiful. I have a fridge that has different drinks and snacks, a comfortable space where I can take a nap, and a beautiful view from outside my window. I also have access to an official car that would be given to me anytime I need it. But, I don't plan on using it for now as I'm still very much in love with my current car.

He changed the subject "Yes sir" I replied "I will be dealing with you later, I really have to be in that meeting" he said, got up, gave me a kiss on my forehead and left like the CEO he was. I was already in my office, when something crossed my mind. So, I went back to his office, pulled off my pant, spread it on his table and went back to my office. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Someone opened the adjoining door too fast I had to jump out of my chair

If I manage to faint lets just hope somebody catches me the second time. Ding! Oh fuck. I can’t do this. No Mia.....focus... job.....you have to keep this job. I take a deep breath and step out of the elevator onto the top floor. Of course the CEO of one of the biggest companies in the world has an entire floor to himself. The personal kitchen and spacious waiting area was fancier than my house. I wonder if Mr Bachelor would mind if I moved in here for a while.

Something is really fishy. The elevator made a "ding" sound as I slowly stepped inside the ninth floor. I stared in awe as I look at the elegant and elaborate gold and black interior design. It looks so expensive. Maybe more expensive than the president's room. Ms. Kase Wolfgang, the assistant, was not at her desk so I just quietly put the paper down on her table. Her desk was located in front of the CEO's room. Now, let the mission begins! I slowly turned as my heart pounded heavily. This is it! Now I can confirm if our CEO's bald or not!

he ruffled Irene's hair, she pushed his hand away and smoother her hair back into place. As soon as we were buckled in, I turned on the light inside the car. Irene scribbled something on her notebook. 'Are you going to tell me what it is exactly that you "manage" around the company?' One of her brows quirked up as she waited for my reply. I sighed and turned in my seat towards her. 'I'm the CEO.' I signed. She stared at my hands for a few seconds before slowly nodding. 'Why didn't you tell me? you were pretty evasive when I asked you the other day...'

Or appropriate of a bodyguard to a CEO. So here we are in his office, a room that reeks of excess. We were on the 38th floor of the building, putting us at the very top. There are only two offices on this floor for the CEO and the CFO. This office was his father’s before him and apparently unchanged in three generations.

“She’s here, sir. Here’s also the check for the equipment and supplies IT just procured and assembled.” “That’ll be all, Deb,” Elli heard her husband’s voice. “Hold all calls and visitor’s for now.” Elli remained on her spot, refusing to meet her husband’s hard gaze. She looked around the large office of the CEO, her eyes not missing a thing. A large executive desk was placed on the center of the room and behind the chair is a full-height glass window that projects a magnificent view of the city skyline. She also noted a sitting area at one side and shelves. Then on one wall, there are pictures hanging of his family, his parents and probably ancestors.

I said. "Don't you want to settle down in your company? I know Sofia is your friend but then...it isn't right to let someone else take over for a long time." He said. "She wouldn't do anything like that." "I know." He said. "She doesn't even have the power to." He winked. "Sofia is the acting CEO of the company and when it comes to meeting important clients and sticking out the memo's, it's all on me." I said.

I am to walk to an office on the top floor, find the hard copy of permission forms for artists to be able to be on camera and then I have to scan them onto the computer to file away electronically. I can do that. Maybe I won’t run into Joshua on the way there, just maybe hopefully... - - - Throughout my ride in the elevator to the top floor of the tall building, I suddenly become aware of the caliber of person that would occupy a desk on the very top floor. Am I about to meet a high level manager? The president or the vice-president? The H.R? The main CEO himself? Honestly, I should know exactly who the CEO of the company I work for is but this whole Joshua issue, I’m less interested in meet