Unwanted Help

Leon stared at the boy in front of him, not entirely sure what he should or should not be saying to him. "What do you mean, president? Don't you like it if they came to you to ask for help and permission to do things like this?" 

"I don't mind that." Ace mumbled, looking through even more papers. "What I mind is that they are just dumping all the work on me. Like this one for example. 'Permission to build a library'." 

"I don't see any problem with that, president." 

Ace held his hand up, silencing Leon immediately. "They first started with a greeting, alright. Then they went to the body, good. Do you know what they said after that?" 

"No?" 

"They asked me to give them some men to help in constructing the building." He scoffed, throwing his paper on the table, leaning back against the seat. "What is this nonsense?"