Ceo Above My Desk Novels & Stories

The remaining floors except TOP 4 floors contain security, accounts dept, logistics, programmers, design dept, deployment team, project handlers, cafeteria, PR dept, HR dept, managers, finance dept, etc The entire top floor is for our CEO and a small reception area for his assistant. I worked myself into a minor panic attack when I reached the 50th floor. CEO's are not needed to fire a lowly assistant secretary generally. But I can't fathom any other reason for this call. 'Hi, I'm Erica Anderson, assistant secretary to Mr. knight. I have been told to report here’, I said to the secretary who looks like a bombshell. She looked me up and down and found I was lacking I guess from the sour expre

Dad adored him more but as he grew up to be nothing but a fucking spoilt brat, dad started getting irritated with his presence in the house, yet couldn't say anything to Marina or she would have had his head. "Ms. Ambrose get me a cup of coffee." I was snapped out of my thoughts at the booming voice of Dr. Frank who stood looming over my desk and looking at me weirdly. Was my lipstick smudged? Was there something on my face that he gawked at me? "I need it right now Ms. Ambrose." He snapped and this time I was quick to stand on my feet and moving out of the desk right beside his office door. What had gotten his pants in a twist?

My name was well pronounced in the office, even without the name on the desk you'd know the office was mine. The huge white office desk was in the middle of the very large spacious and equiped office. Just the way I like it, my new office was spotless and had my pictures hung on the wall. Mom and dad's picture was there too, I smiled. Yes that satisfactory smile. The title and role I bared still gave me goose bump all over my body, the board of directors undoubtedly had great intentions picking me as the new "Chief Executive Officer, CEO.

the owner of the room at the other end of the corridor. Luckily for Fathia, in the four years she worked here, she had never once set foot near the CEO's office at Azure Group; Sebastian Sachdev. Azure Group consisted of five floors, with the 35th floor housing the top executives, including Sebastian. Meanwhile, Jess and Fathia were placed on the 31st floor. In the marketing division, where Kenzo worked as the Marketing Manager.

If she was so happy on a Monday at work, then this place must have an amazing work environment. "Yes, I'm here for an interview with Mr. Andrews for the new opening of Fashion designer. My name's Nia Richardson." I said, returning her smile. She nodded, got up and told me to follow her. She brought me to the elevator and pressed the top floor; the 36th floor. "The CEO's office is the only office on the 36th floor. It's very quiet but also a walking scare." she explained. "Scare?" I asked. That was not making me feel any better.

She asked, feeling so down. "Of course not; I'll take you to meet him right away." He said, directing her towards the elevator. The lady who was behind the counter saw everything and was a bit scared that the lady might report her to the CEO. She was surprised to see Jeff talking to her. "Oh my goodness, I hope my work is still intact," she thought. They took the elevator to the last floor, where the CEO's office was. He was the only one on the last floor; even Jeff, his assistant, was not sharing the same floor with him.

Wait a minute, if he was sitting in that seat in this office that only meant that "You. You're the boss?" I ask with a raised voice and a pointed finger He looked genuinely shocked at my shock "Why do you sound so surprised? Aren't I handsome enough?" He asked raising his perfectly sculpted chin I rolled my eyes and folded my arms "I don't think being handsome is a qualification for being a boss" Placing a hand on his desk, the semi jovial look he had on, dissipates and his stoic expression returns "You should keep it in mind that I am your boss. Considering everything you've done so far, damaging my car, giving me a wrong number and destroying my good shirt last night. I have so many reason

I was the CEO after all. I sat behind my massive mahogany desk with my presence commanding attention , my sharp jawline and piercing eyes stared out of the massive glass window beside me as I thought of what to do. I leaned backwards in my high-backed leather chair with my hands steepled together in a calculated gesture as Gary Nigel awaited my instructions. "Is there anything else sir?" He asked interrupting my intrusive thoughts I glanced towards his direction with sharp eyes. "Go ahead with the project. " I stated. " But make sure quality assurance confirms that the products are of high quality.....I can't be associated with a B rated job" I added

The 21st floor was the CEO’s floor, accessible only to top management staff and a few select clients. Victor didn’t say a word, instead fixing the clerk with a cold glare. The man immediately assumed Victor was a top client. “Sorry for asking, sir,” the clerk stammered, swiping his card to access the 21st floor. --- Meanwhile, on the 21st floor inside the meeting room, John sat confidently in the CEO’s chair, a smug air about him despite the somber expressions of the board members around him. They all murmured their condolences, offering half-hearted sympathy that he basked in.

At Hurlington Company, on the top floor and in the largest office room, there was a desk with the letters CEO engraved on it. As the leader, Maverick appeared to be daydreaming instead of starting work as he gazed at the skyscrapers from the window. Even someone knocking on his door was completely ignored. And when someone cleared their throat loudly, the man finally snapped out of it. “You…” he called, turning his chair toward the source of the sound. He asked, “What’s going on? Didn’t we already discuss everything in the meeting room earlier? Or do you want to add more work, Jaxton?”