"The CEO is back everyone" Ortega announced as all the bouncers rushed outside to welcome the C.E.O who had just returned back from Russia.
Two bouncers stepped down from the limousine that had just pulled over, they rushed at the back door and opened it.
Everyone gulped when they saw his black designer shoe came to view before his whole tall figure like that of a model towered out.
He wore blue tussled pants with white shirt having two buttons open revealing his ever s3xy hairy chest. With slow pace his long smooth fingers raised as it pulled off the black goggle he wore. His ocean seductive eyes that women die for scanned around. He inhaled and exhale as his eyes came to settle on Ortega.
Ortega smiled seeing his friend and C.E.O he hadn't seen for the past four years.
"Welcome back C.E.O Zalexander" He said, the rest immediately lowered their heads.
"Welcome back C.E.O!" They all chanted, Zalexander glance at them coldly, his face aloof as always not displaying any form of expression at the warm welcome they gave him.
Ortega walked towards him, he made to call him by his name but decided not to because of the many people there.
"Sir..."
Before he can finish his words, Zalexander returned his goggle back to his eyes, his two hands tucked into his pants pocket. He started marching so elegantly into the Company.
"Is there still hot women in Las Vegas? I didn't see any while on my way here" He threw this question at Ortega who nearly sighed out but held himself. Although they are friends he dare not cross the boundaries. Zalexander can't differentiate from an enemy and friend. They're all the same to him.
"Is that all you have to say to me after Four good years Zale?" He asked making the man to pause. He immediately gulped down when he faced him, he towered to his level of course Zalexander is so much tall.
"I'm just here to f**k nothing else. Find me a woman of my fancy and stop disturbing my eardrum" Saying this, he leaned off his ears as he nonchalantly turned entering one of the elevator.
"Oops" Ortega sighed out as he rushed in. The elevator took them to the floor where the C.E.O's office was.
"I will do it" Ortega pulled the door open for him as he stepped inside, there he saw a familiar woman who had smiles on her face,she had so much makeup on and that purple lip gloss on her lips that made her look like an old lady_ Zalexander observed.
"Sir that's Kat your secretary" Ortega introduced.
"Cat? Like pussycat?What sort of name is that?" Zalexander nonchalantly asked, he sat at his extravagant Couch crossing his long legs over the other.
Ortega chuckled lightly Making Kat to glare at him.
"It's Katlin Sir" Kat herself corrected making Zalexander to give her a lazy glance.
"The Katlin I know?" He asked.
"Yes sir" Kat nodded repeatedly smiling.
"Easy with the nod, I don't want your head falling off in my office. Why look so much old like an old granny? What's with that makeup?" Zalexander rudely insulted nonchalantly.
Ortega immediately released a loud laughter. Katlin lowered her head feeling so much ashamed. She did all that makeup so that Zalexander will notice her. She had a huge cross on the CEO.
"Kat the granny get me a glass of tequila" Zalexander ordered, Kat immediately left going to the wine shelf to get his order.
"Is there anything for me to do? I'm already bored Ortega" Zalexander asked rubbing his temples,his goggle still intact on his eyes.
"Yes Sir, you can look into the new recruited internals" He made to hand over some documents but Zalexander raised his hand along the way.
"I want to interview them personally" He said surprising the hell out of Ortega.
"Physically?" Ortega asked exchanging surprise glances with Kat who had returned back with a glass of tequila. She handed it over to the boss.
"Who's the boss here Ortega? You or Zalexander?" Zalexander asked coldly and nonchalantly.
Ortega gulped, of course he's been questioned but this isn't a question for him to answer with his bare mouth but with action.
He exchanged words with Kat through eyes signs. Kat left to gather all the new recruited internals.
