《Destined Hearts》CHAPTER 21:THE NEW CEO
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Amir's pov
Today is going to be a busy day for me, I can feel it. As i got out of shower I quickly choose the clothes I'd be wearing to the office today since I'm starting as the new CEO of Shuwa company Ltd. My dad is really counting on me for this position as the CEO and I don't want to bring him down. I'd show him how good I can be without any woman or should I say, wife, by my side. I don't even know why he believes in such saying by the way, we are in the 21 century, why can't he understand that.
As I quickly dressed up, I made my way to the main house to have my breakfast on my mom's persistence,of course .
When I entered, I was greeted by the house helps as I made my way to the dinning room. I greeted mom and dad and my younger once greeted me.
" how was your night son" asked mom with a soft smile.
" it was ok"
" I hope to see changes in the company son. " said baba seriously. Why can't he just let me have my breakfast in peace.
" you will" I answered. What else am I going to say.
After the breakfast I went to the great SHUWA COMPANY LTD in my porsh car driven by my driver.
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When we got to the building, I felt proud of my father though he might seem strick somethings but he is a good man. In my two years in the UK, I've always wanted to work as the CEO of the company, I want to know and feel how everything is been done here. In actual word the SHUWA COMPANY ltd is a very popular company that deals with politician and big business men.
The company deals in millions and billions of money. It's actually the fifteenth popular company in the whole of Nigeria. That makes my father the Second richest man in kaduna.
As the driver parked the car at the CEO parking lot. He opened the car door for me, I got out of the car. I made my way to the entrance of the building, the CEO entrance is different from the main workers entrance. As I made my way into the elevator ,my phone rang. I brought my iPhone x from my trouser pocket to answer the call.
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Samira
Why is she calling, I thought.
I thought we have ended things, what does she want again. So, I picked up the call.
" I asked in a firm voice.
"
What?! Why does she have to follow me to wherever I go.
" I said in an angry voice.
" I hanged up. Why can't she just leave me alone. I don't have time for this nonsense. I angrily got into the company and was met by workers all greeting me in a professional way. I only nod my head at them and went straight to my section.
I quickly type a message to Khalifa as I made my way to my office , I felt someone colliding with me, before I could stop her from falling she was already on the ground.
She was dress in an Ankara wear, fair in complexion and also beautiful.
She kept checking me out while still on the ground. I gave her an amused expression waiting for her to finish drooling.
She noticed my amused expression and quickly got up.
She cleared her throat and said " why did you pushed me ,didn't you see where you were going or what. "
" really, is that what you could come up with after you finished checking me out" i said arrogantly
" what?! Why would I check you out, you're not even that handsome " she exclaimed.
" well, you can keep telling yourself that. " I said and walked away.
I don't have time for such childish act. From the way she behaves, one would know she is around Sadiya's age maybe 18yrs or 19yrs old.
But She is beautiful , I thought .
I went into the master elevator, after getting out of it I was met by a lady dressed in a corperate wear .
" Good morning sir, I'm Fatima your secretary " she introduced and I nod as she direct me to my office. When I got into the office, it a nice office. It's spacious and decorated nicely in a professional way.
" sir, i would be outside if you need me" my secretary said and I nod as she left.
I went to the comfy seat and sat on it. On a second thought, I need to check on the accounting and management records of the file. Which was why I called out to my secretary from the office telephone.
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Their was a knock at the door
"come in" I said
It was the secretary.
" sir, you called for me" she said
" I want you to get the accountant and arrange a board meeting for me" I ordered
" OK sir, I'd be on it" she said as she made her way out.
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" sir, here is the accountant Mr Tope"my secretary said as she direct him inside.
" OK, you may leave" I said to her. " take your seat" I said to Mr Tope.
" I need all the records on the accounts of the company from the beginning of this year till now, and I need you to make some balances which I would come to that" I firmly said
" Yes sir ,I brought the files with me, here it is" he said professional. I like people taking things seriously, it's a good thing he came with it, that shows that he is competent for the job.
" Good, let me see them" he brought it out for me to see.
I went through them carefully and said " I need copy of them each as early as possible tomorrow morning "
" OK sir, I would" he said
" you may take your leave " I said. he stood up and left.
*** Few hours later***
I quietly went through other files and pick out some which need corrections.
There was a knock at the door.
" come in"
" sir, everything is ready. The members are waiting for you in the board room" said my secretary while I nodded my head.
I stood up as we made our way to the board room with my secretary trailing behind me.
" Good morning sir" I was greeted by the members .
" Goodmorning" I answered to their greetings as I made way to my seat.
" I know this meeting came as a sudden to all of you, but you don't need to fret cos I just want to resolve matter on some things which I came acrossed, when I went through some files " I started and that was how our meeting started.
Those with questions asked and those with opinion give out their opinions. Certain rules where formed and clearification were done. I want my rule to be different from my father's. He has done well but I want to do something in my own opinion not his.
After the meeting I went to my office but I told my secretary to bring up some lunch for me. I'm professionally drained right now.
When I got into my office I was meet with a smiling Khalifa sitting on my chair.
What does he want again, I wondered
" office boy, how are you doing. I hope it not stressing you out" he teasedly asked. While I gave him a glare.
" Get off my seat, " I said in a firm voice.
" so now I can't even sit down again"
Why can't he get it that I'm not in the mode.
He saw my serious face and got up from the seat
I made my way to my seat and sat on it.
" I can see you are stressed" he said in a serious face.
" yes I'm, especially with samira issue of a thing" I said. I text him about the sudden call I received from sadiya before I was bumped by that fair lady earlier.
He gave me a concerned face and said " what does she even want"
" I received a called by sadiya saying samira is in an hospital in Nigeria "
" why call you then" he wondered
" thank you, I kept asking myself that same question. I made it clear the last time we met that it's over" I explained
" next time she calls, please try and pick it so we can see if it's something serious or something else " he said thoughtfully.
" I would try" I answered
My secretary later came in to drop the lunch .
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