Ceo's Assistant For Short Novels & Stories

I asked as I watched what he was doing. It was almost a few seconds before he spoke. "I know you are aware that our CEO is still on vacation but he reminds me that he needs someone to his assistant when he arrives." He looked at it and stopped what he was doing. "Oh, and you want me sir to be his assistant or rather secretary?" "Exactly!" he said with a high voice. "Also, I'm sorry you if walked because the constructor still fixing the elevator but later on you and our owner can use it, soon," he added.

'Hmm, now that I'm his assistant in some way, this will be my job, right? Hosun thought while the secretary finished reading the agenda. Yoonjin nodded and waved her off. She excused herself and left. "That's what I'll be doing right? As your assistant and stuff." Hosun said, getting Yoonjin 's attention. "I didn't say you'd be my assistant. I already have one. I said I would make you something like an assistant. Just take the others I give you and that's it. Things I can't ask my secretary to do, you'll do." the CEO replied casually, turning to focus on his computer screen.

"Yeah, he said that you're going to be helping me out. Is that right?" "Yes, sir," she nodded, motioning him to a seat, taking the adjacent one for herself. "I was Executive Assistant to Mister Moore for nine years, and my role with you is to primarily look after you, act as your liaison and schedule manager, set up whatever you need and answer any questions you might have." "So we're going to be working together quite a lot then?" Mark asked cautiously. "Yes, sir." "Well, if we're going to be working together all the time, then you should call me Mark."

Nora's P.O.V *Dear Miss Nora Roberts, we are happy to inform you that you passed the interview to be the personal assistant to the CEO of Lockhart's industry. You are obliged to start work on monday by 8:00am. We look forward to working with you* For the fifth time that day, I read out the email I had been waiting for. Two weeks ago, I sat for an interview in Lockhart's industry for the position of the personal assistant. I never thought I'd get it.

“Me?! What’s wrong with YOU! Your alarm had been ringing like a freaking fire alarm! And here I thought I would get some peace and quiet if I sleep over at your place,” “You’re the one who invited himself in,” Dean retorted, “I usually have no trouble waking up when I have the motivation…” he added grumpily getting up. “Motivation? You mean that assistant from hell?” Keith asked. Dean remained silent. The Assistant from hell was a nickname Keith had given Nadia upon their first meeting. For good reasons… There was a time when Nadia barged into his house threatening bodily harm when he ghosted a meeting. And unfortunately for Keith, he was present that day.

The man strode toward her with a smile and halted in front of her table; then, he lent his hand before he greeted, "My name is Ellison Sebastian, the Chief Operating Officer of Descartes Company." She was flabbergasted when she heard those words. As far as she knows, that position is the second command to the CEO, which means it's one of the highest position. However, she quickly regained herself and shook his hand firmly. "Madeleine Nevia, nice to meet you, Sir." "Call me Mr. Ellison; everyone does." his eyes were fixed on hers for a few seconds but soon moved elsewhere. "So, you are his new personal assistant, right?" he put his hand on both sides of his pocket, still gazing at her.

The scene was once again under control and fell silent. Sheila spoke calmly and respectfully, "First of all, I would like to correct one thing. I am the Special Assistant to the CEO of the Ford Group Group, not just an administrative secretary responsible for Mr. Ford's daily affairs. I am responsible for strategic support, such as project supervision, resource coordination, and I also have some decision-making power as an assistant." "So I would prefer everyone to call me Special Sheila." "People are always used to questioning a woman, especially a beautiful woman, but you cannot question Mr. Ford. His status in the business world today means he would never choose an incapable vase as his r

Skimming through the form, she then signed her name on it with a pen. Dice Financial Group, otherwise known as Azhe Group. Manrou entered the CEO’s office, yet Weston was not present. His accompanying assistant, Aaron, who was in the midst of placing a thick pile of documents on his boss’s table, noticed Manrou’s arrival and promptly lowered his head in greeting. “Madam.” “Um,” she hummed in response. Sweeping her eyes around the office, she looked at him and asked, “Where is the CEO?” He replied respectfully, “Oh, boss is not in office at the moment.”

she continued. My forehead creased. "What is it? Can you elaborate on the details?" I humbly asked, curiosity kicking in. “Executive Assistant,” she stated, smiling widely at me. "The CEO badly needs it right now and for me, you're perfect for the role. You will not undergo probation. Once you sign the contract, you'll be a regular employee right away and if there's already a new position available, I'll put you first on the list," she proposed, which made me silent for a moment.

Despite the business ties between the two companies, Joey, the assistant, would handle the liaison. “Keep in mind that people like him should not be contacting me. You should be the one to take care of them.” Katie was eager to throw a tantrum, but she knew better than to do so in public. All she did was snap an angry look at Joey. Joey felt put in the spot. She was just an assistant, and the phone call was out of her hands. She handled mostly routine tasks, trying her best to meet Katie’s expectations. A great assistant always stayed ahead of the CEO.