Novel & Cerita Chairman Meow

Now, that made me feel good. Chairman Martin stood, his expression unreadable. He had voted for me but I didn’t know if it was because he trusted me or because he didn’t trust the other option, Sebastian. “The vote is clear. Tristan Michelson is the new Chairman of Michelson Enterprises.” Before anyone could react, the door at the far end of the room opened. My grandfather walked in, leaning on his cane but still commanding the room with his mere presence. Every voice died instantly. He stopped at the head of the table, his eyes sweeping over all of us before they settled on me. “Congratulations, Mr. Chairman.” Had he been watching the vote live? I wouldn’t put it past him.

He frowned, as if not expecting to see me. "Yes, Mr Mason." I called. His eyes widened and he scoffed as he walked to the chair opposite mine and took a seat. "Who said you could sit?" I asked. "Well." I coughed. "Pardon my manners, but I don't give a flying fuck." He said. "Rude." "My name is Williams. And I hope Mason doesn't come out of your mouth again....for your sake." He muttered. All bark and no bite. "Well well well, look who's threatening who." I clicked my tongue, tsking.

The man eyed him carefully from head to foot before taking his hand in a firm shake and locking eyes with him. "Derrick Moore, I presume?" The Chairman replied with a Chinese accent. With a straight face, Derrick replied curtly. "Yes." "Pleased to finally make your acquaintance." He walked over to a seat at the head of the long table, the other two men he had come with, walking side by side with him, while the bodyguards stood back. "I've heard a lot..." Derrick allowed him to sit before taking a sit himself. "I hope they are great things you heard."

She rose up immediately from her seat, and as she tried to hurry to the crowd, I grabbed her hand and stopped her. My eyes must have gotten red as I stared at her, because I saw the shock in her face as she stared back at me. I ignored that. Then, with a cracked voice that felt forced and uneasy, I asked her, “Wh- who is he? Who is that man, and what is his position in this company?”. “What do you mean, Miss? Don't you know who Micheal Rodriguez is?”. “And, did you not watch the news yesterday?”. “He is the owner of Ma-Kings company and some other companies he mentioned. He is the one and only authentic chairman of three huge companies”.

She sneered angrily at Rachel. "You must learn from Sherly. She understands how to treat and value Aleandro. Not like you! All you do is whine and argue with Marvin." "Uhm!" Cain cleared his throat and gave Katherine a stern look. He then shook himself off the sofa. "What are your plans?" Katherine inquired, her voice softening. When he reprimanded Rachel, it was a completely different story. "Mr. Jones was playing golf." Cain was the commissioner of the Gilren family's main company, so unlike Aleandro, he didn't have to go to the office every day.

know you'll be even more excited tonight when you meet your wife at Vizio." Beau scoffed, saying, "I said I would sign the certificate and that's all I'm doing. I'm not going to pretend that I love or even want to be around a girl I don't even know let alone want to be with." Mr.Bax said, "I'm sending a new suit out for you to get ready for tonight and you will be ready for tonight." Beau said, "I'm not going to Vizio tonight, I have business I have to take care of anyways." Mr.Bax said, "Then give the workload to someone else. Your wife is getting ready to meet you, and you will meet her with a smile on your face." Beau said, "I'm not some servant that you can boss around whenever you feel

“Touch her, and I promise you can kiss your hand goodbye.” A chilling voice resounded. Everybody in the office turned to the source of the voice. “Mr. Chairman!” Snow exclaimed with joy. She was relieved. Kaze, though delayed by traffic, had arrived. He took leisurely steps into the space, his eyes browsing the mess in the office. He took a breath and frowned. “So you’re the chairman of Perfect World Group?” Raising his brow, Jackson checked Kaze out. Unimpressed, he sneered. “I heard that the chairman of Perfect World Group stays behind the scenes. Even though he has been a public figure for years, no one has ever seen him.

Heavy—it was fear. He walked toward us and involuntarily, my legs moved a step backward. Damon steadied me from behind, hovering around me. The chairman stopped by the table and my heartbeat slowed down gradually. “I’m making you the chief strategic official, the CSO. Can you handle it?” “If it means helping you. I’m ready.” His voice affirming and determined —like he truly was devoted to the chairman. “Good boy,” he said smiling. “Miss Kate, Damon is kind of good don’t you think?”

“That is Miss Catherine Wayne, Chairman.” Chairman Anderson asks his secretary that immediately answered his question that upon hearing Cath’s name draws a knowing smile on his face. “I can explain everything from the articles that’s currently flooding the social media and streams. But I assure you with all my life that CEO Samuel Lawrence had nothing to do with it! So, if you please.” Cath’s plead, as she then rushes to the side and to the passenger seat knocking the door and hoping that the Chairman will hear her out. Even though she barges in front of his car and like a wild lioness defending her lion.

" he asked with a confused look on him. "Ha!" Catherine sneered, her beautiful eyes filled with disdain and mockery. "I may not be highly educated, but does Mr. Johnathan not know how to read either?" As Johnathan continued to struggle with understanding, Leonel, who stood behind Catherine, stepped in to clarify. "Mr. Johnathan, the nameplate says 'chairperson.' Each nameplate represents the responsibility and identity of an individual. Miss Swann's nameplate says 'chairperson,' signifying that she is the highest decision-maker of the Swann Corporation. She has the authority to dismiss anyone she chooses. Surely you understand this," he explained.