Mr Presdir 소설 & 이야기

No one expected that the mysterious president would actually appear. The atmosphere was tense and uneasy. “Mr. Sullivan, is the president really here?” “Will Cyndro International start expanding in Mediania’s market?” “I heard that their president is very mysterious, and people staying in the company might not see him for the entire year. The president will only directly contact the vice president…” ...... In the face of various expressions, Asher smiled faintly and remained calm. He nodded slightly and answered Old Master Ferguson’s question. “Yes, our president is here. When he learned that Old Master Ferguson was willing to transfer your shares to Cyndro International, he was very happy.

ma-awtoridad nitong tanong sa kanya na halatang pinipilit huwag magalit. Kahit na me-edad na ay mapustura pa din at bata kesa sa edad ang itsura ng kanyang papa but it never lessens the authority on his face, after all he is the President of the Veraniel Corporation, considered as one of the great business tycoon in the country. Seeing that kind of facial expression on their faces, makes her want to call for cheers.

I gently knocked on his door as I awaited his response. “Come in,” I heard before opening the door. “Good morning sir,” I greeted, bowing my head a little. "It’s nice having you back here, trust me the hospital missed you. But you have to make sure what happened the last time doesn’t repeat itself.” He said firmly. “It won’t sir,” I affirmed. "The President seem to handle your case personally. When did you get acquainted with him?" The director asked, his eyes filled with more questions. " I-"

Timothy announced, keeping a straight face. Looking at him, Mira couldn't relate the man before her to the man who was acting all lovey dovey and clingy to her. " Alright, let the Meeting begin." Mr Mendez announced. " As discussed from the last meeting, today, we will be deciding whether Mr Jones remains in office or has to step down for the next chairman and CEO. We have two contestants for the Post. The current chairman and CEO, Mr Jones and his daughter, Mira Jones who happens to be the largest shareholder in the company." Mr Mendez continued.

I probably shouldn't interrupt, with something as light as coffee, right, but I had to go in too, so I went in, after knocking. The whole board of directors stopped their conversation to stare at me and I felt my heart drop to my stomach when I saw Mr. Steve Sterling, the chairman seated. F*ck! "I-I'm sorry, I..." "Settle down", Mr. Sterling, the chairman said, and I stumbled to my seat. "So within one month, we're going to expect a change to convince the shareholders." I wasn't sure what was going on. "Alright then, I'll see what I can do."

Later, he helped them back to their feet and followed them to the living room, not caring about continuing the work he had begun on his laptop. … The boardroom, Theodore was sitting in the chair meant for the president/chairman. Sitting next to him was Raquel, while the shareholders sat on the other remaining chairs. “Why did you call for this meeting, Theodore?”. One of the shareholders, who was an elderly man, asked. ‘This is so much worse than I had imagined. I shouldn't have come here. I can't handle this pressure!’. Theodore thought to himself while he maintained the straight expression on his face.

“ hello, Mrs king? I have news about the president, something just happened I think you’d want to hear it.“ ~~~✨✨

Judy realized, "That's right. You're like a god of wealth." Judy asked, "What did you pray for?" Lewis said, "It won't be effective if I say it out loud." Judy: "..." "I did tell you what I prayed for, so it won't be effective, and I won't be able to make a fortune." Lewis patted his leg, "Hug my legs tightly for sudden wealth." Judy laughed and leaned on his shoulder, feeling very happy, "It turns out that dating a president has so many benefits. It's great."

“Mr Damon, ah it's good to see you this morning. I'm glad you're here.” “What’s the matter now? You never come to welcome me by yourself unless there's an issue.” I replied, bored. He chuckled a little, scratching the back of his head while hurrying to match my pace. “We might be having a little issue with the records. The financial records, and we cannot meet with any new investors until we sort this out. I hear you're supposed to have a meeting later today. Can it be—” “Postponed?” I demanded, cutting him off. “No, it cannot. Figure something out. You're the CFO for a reason, or is there a need to consider someone else?”

June POV Those harsh words along with that authoritative traits will always root in him. My dad is very respectable publicly, since he is the president director of BT Corporation, one of the biggest companies in New York City. He is also well-known for the third most successful enterpreanur in America. Notwithstanding, those positive achievements can only please publics' eyes. Even his warmhearted beams in front of media never last longer. It will certainly change into stern expression mixed up with anger and resentfulness, especially when he deals with me.