NEWS HEADLINES
THE PRESIDENT VISITS THE
FURNITURE COMPANY
'President Cyril is seen going into the furniture company today at 2pm. It is said that the company is launching new products and needs the President's signature and review before being launched………….'
"He hasn't changed a bit... He dresses exactly the same," Stanley remarked with a smile, sitting at the edge of his desk in his office as he watched Cyril on television.
Stanley, a six-foot-three billionaire with a semi-lanky yet healthy build, sports neatly woven hair with a taper fade.
He possesses long legs and broad shoulders, mirroring Cyril's frame and facial features.
With long hair, luscious lips, a pointed nose, silky skin, and icy blue eyes, he dons a white shirt casually tucked into gray tailored pants, leaving the top buttons undone, indifferent to whether he is at work or not.
He glanced at his assistant, Tommy Golon, who was standing next to his seat behind the desk.
"Please check my schedule and see if I will be available on the day of the PBP, or if I'll need to watch it live on television again."
"Yes Boss," Tommy answered as he put on the iPad he was holding; "You have half the day free and half the day booked, twelve hours each."
"So you mean, I can't go ?" Stanley asked Tommy, having a ray of hope in his eyes.
"We can't be certain, Boss... the half-day off you currently have might be fully booked by that time," Tommy explained.
"Oh my God!!!! Cyril is going to kill me", Stanley said as he stood up from the edge of his desk and tucked his hands into the pockets of his pants,
"Can't we just reschedule the meetings of that day to another day?" Stanley looked frustrated.
"Sir, on that day, you have a meeting with the Chairman about the paper company. He has finally agreed to sell, and given his unpredictable behavior, we must be attentive to his requests to ensure he doesn't change his mind," Tommy elaborated.
"Fuck!!!!!" Stanley muttered under his breath.
"Your phone is ringing, Sir," Tommy said as he handed over a cellphone to Stanley.
As Stanley saw the caller ID, he gave a sigh of relief.
He answered the call; "Dad?!" Stanley called out.
"Son!" Kenneth spoke at the other end of the line.
"Have you arrived?" Stanley asked.
"Yes, but your cousin is busier than usual."
"I know, I was just checking my schedule for the PBP day"
"Hope you will be free?"
"I………. I. Don’t. Think……… So" Stanley stuttered.
"Okay, have you booked space in the cemetery for your funeral?" Kenneth asked sarcastically.
"I will lie next to Grandpa," Stanley answered.
"Shut up, young man! I already said, I was going to lie there,"
"Dad, let's share the space, huh!? Please"
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