Proposal Novels & Stories

His palms felt damp as he approached the presentation console. He cleared his throat. “Our proposal integrates multi-tier containment,” he began, voice slightly uneven. “We propose a phased immunological adaptation program…” His slide advanced and graphs appeared. But the room’s attention felt scattered. “Your prior documentation shows structural similarity to an earlier submission,” one committee member noted. “That was addressed,” Aiden said quickly. “How?” He hesitated. “Revisions,” he said finally. Percy watched silently from his seat and the woman beside him did not speak but her gaze remained observant. Aiden felt it on him like heat.

"There's a difference. Pushing is aggressive. Not being present is just... abandonment dressed up as respect." "I don't know how to do this," I said. "Just move," Eli said. "Just let your hand touch mine. It's not a decision that needs strategy. It's just proximity. It's just connection." I turned my hand, and our fingers made contact on the counter. Not hands held. Just fingertips touching. Just that small acknowledgment of physical presence. The moment stretched. "I'm sorry," I said. "I know," Eli said. "But sorry isn't enough anymore. You need to show me that you're actually choosing this."

Monique said embarrassingly, "I'm not familiar with this product and its function. Also, what's the format for a proposal?" Amelia spun around and said, "You can just surf the net and look for the functions of other products of the similar kind. As for this proposal, it's going to be uploaded only on the company's internal server and not the internet. So, as long as you do it properly, that would suffice." Amelia continued, "Regarding the format, you can just refer to other proposals from our company." "Which is our company's internal server? How do I get into it?" Monique asked.

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Caden said in awe. “Thank you, do you want to see how I do it?” “Yeah!” Aria clapped her hands. Smiling, Julius pulled her into his lap, sitting her on one knee, then picked up Caden and set him on the other before scooting closer to the desk. Opening up his laptop, Julius called up the latest proposal to come through. It was a submission for an ad campaign. They had given him three options from which to choose. “What’s this?” Aria asked, leaning against him while Caden leaned forward to study the screen.

, asked Irene in a bored tone. "I have made a mini proposal. It is my first time. So I just wanted to get a good grasp of things first, if it is approved I will make a big proposal with all details", I said timidly. "So basically you are telling that you haven't even made a descent proposal for your first time. There is no such thing as mini proposal. Hence there won't be any voting", said Irene. "OK", I said dejected. "But that doesn't mean we can't hear it and say our feed backs so you can develop it to a big proposal. We are all yo

Aiden sat in the high-backed leather chair, his figure silhouetted against the gloom, giving him an imposing presence. Aliya walked to the seat before Aiden and sat down under his scorching gaze. She didn’t waste any time and went straight to business. Thank you for this opportunity to see you, I would like to propose a collaboration between Finch corporation and Hendrix Global for the Harbour Drive project. I have this proposal, if you can kindly take a look and share your thoughts, I’m confident that it’ll satisfy you. Aliya pushed her proposal closer to Aiden, her heart beating in an irregular rhythm.

Before I could respond Damian spoke. "Mr Donovan" "Yes, Mr Voss?" he straightened immediately. "You've criticized the proposal." Damian states calmly. "Only because..." "What alternative do you recommend?" he queries. Donovan hesitates, he looks to Katherine for a bit, there's silence for a while. "I'd need more time." "I assumed as much." Damian nods, stating in a professional manner. "You don't delay innovation because you haven't thought of something better." Damian closed the folder. "The proposal moves forward."

"That's not an approved classification." "I know." "Should I submit it as a request to create one?" "Do it." He hesitated. "That's an unusual instruction." "Why?" "Because I'm not resolving the proposal. I'm proposing that a category should exist that would let the proposal be resolved. That’s … " he stopped, working it through. "That's a different kind of request than the one I was given." "Yes." "I don't think there's a form for that either." "No," Kaela said. "There probably isn't yet."

The baby settled, as if listening too. Then Mr. Ellis spoke up. “She has every point covered. The plan is solid.” One by one, the others started nodding. Even the ones who had doubted me at the start. Mr. Harrington stared at the papers for a full minute. Finally he cleared his throat. “The proposal is sound. Better than what we had before.” I finished the last slide. “This is the way forward. We vote today, or we lose tomorrow.”