I'll Handle Them Mr President Novels & Stories

Ankit whispered. "There's nothing to fear. I suppose she's just another advisor. I'll handle her like I did with the others until that damn sow shows up to face me," Yukio responded in whispers. He looked at his interlocutor defiantly and added, "As long as the president is absent, I'll make the decisions." "The problem..." she smiled calmly, "is that I am the president. So, move from my seat."

from the past ten years? Don’t even talk about sorting and filing, even transporting them to her office is a huge problem for him now. Is the President even aware of the total number of copies and the thickness for each of it? Did Madam happen to offend the President in any way? Yi Fan sighed helplessly as he quickly gathered a few men to help him carry the documents over. They probably have to make a few trips back and forth! Meanwhile in the office, Lin Wen Xin was as shocked as Yi Fan.

“And as long as you are handling this company's promotion, you fucking work for me and that means you have to be on your toes at all time… which includes reporting to the office whenever you are called in.” Jeez! What the heck was his problem? Anger was burning in his eyes. I’d never seen him so mad over anything. “I have fired many, many insolent workers. I’m sure you probably already know that. Most people don’t last very long working for me.” “And that’s something to be proud of?” I muttered under my breath, taking a seat opposite his desk. “What did you say?” He snapped, his eyes flashing lightning bolts at me. “Nothing. I said nothing…” I rolled my eyes away. “So, Mr. Winchester, what

I'm not even surprise he calls the president by his first name. "The rest is left to the people and your opponents" Banks concludes smoothly, completely ignoring my physical pleas. "I will manage every variable and secure their support through every available institutional avenue, Master," the President responds with another deep bow before returning to his seat. "Did you fuck him? Why does he keep repeating that word?" I mutter with a flash of desperate, over-stimulated annoyance, lifting the crystal glass Anthony passed me.

I will make sure she’d fall in love with me instead of him. My secretary knocked on my door. “Sir, your meeting is about to start.” I nodded and was about to say goodbye to Brianna when she spoke first. [I heard that. You’re slacking off, Mr. President.] I chuckled and pulled myself up. “Well, Miss President… For the record, I never slack off. I am a very workaholic man.” [Really? We’ve been talking for almost an hour, Rogue Adams. Is that what you call a workaholic?]

"Bella, it’s worse than we thought." I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the fight ahead. "We’ll handle it. We have to." Definitely not how I expected my first week at work to be……

I'm in the middle yet no one saw it except Andy who chuckled silently and shrugged her shoulders off. “The Chief Executive Officer, Mr. Rage Thompson went here to complain someone's attitude towards him. I'm not happy with what you people did. It's a shame to our department to hear it especially from him.” Mrs. Agapita, our head spoke infront. Mouth hanged open, I slowly stand up to not get caught by her. Heat flushed my cheeks, I felt like I was hit bull's eye. He saw what I did that he smirked. I can't help not to roll my eyes at somewhere.

Or is it right to say at someone? “She doesn’t interest me.” “She likes you.” “And I don’t. “But you’re showing interest on her.” I shook my head. “Mr. President…” I said, emphasizing the word ‘President’. His lips rose. “I’m just treating her with kindness.” He shrugged his shoulders. “It doesn’t matter anymore. But I just want you to know that I need to discuss something with you, regarding an issue in the cabinet. Are you coming?" Oh damn. I nodded and followed him right to his office to ‘talk and discuss something’. But we both know it ain’t we’ll do. Oh, god.

Voice even, Anabella said, “how is your mother today, Mr. President? I believe she has a heart condition, does she not? One that required her to receive a pacemaker. Who do you think manufactured that nifty little gadget keeping your mother alive?” The President’s face went pale. Issuing that threat Marx was sure was the President’s attempt at asserting his dominance once more after Xavier admonished him for his actions. The President was a proud man. Marx wished the man would be smart enough to see the game he was playing. The people he was playing it with.

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