Some avid crude oil merchants in Singapore had phoned me a night ago about their demand for my synthetic crude oil. These Singaporeans demanded for three million barrels. This was the first of its kind in Singapore.
I wasn’t going to shy away from such contract and I had never. Having passed a memo across my staff for an urgent trip to, my aide and entourage were super ready to join me to Singapore.
On our way to take off from the airport where my gold-plated private jet was parked, we almost sped into a strange figure which knelt down on the road with arms folded in plea.
A vein popped from my head upon catching sight of the figure in the horizon. At this time my convoy had halted and my gaze was still dimmed at the strange figure.
Already my party of security had alighted to check who this man was. Zion peered at me and murmured, “Boss that is Hoffers Greenfield! Yes he is!” he affirmed and pointed at him.
My shoulders lowered in grievance before my lips curved in fury, “What the shit is wrong with that man?” I queried, “Who gave him the effrontery to stop my convoy, huh?” my gaze flushed with scorn as I watched Hoffers plead with my security who was about dragging him away.
Zion forced a smile and cast a glance at me, “You have to chin up, boss. He is not finding your vengeance funny. If only he would know who you truly are and realize the plan that would befall him soon, he would just back off and never to pester you…”
I snorted and pouted, “He wants me to award him the cooking contract and it is appalling that Hoffers could go as far as daring to bribe you so that he could see me. If only he had treated me nicely when I served him a delivery boy, he wouldn’t be going through this horrendous drama today. By the time I am done with him he would know that the poor has a God who gives wealth and shouldn’t be toiled with.” I groaned and shot an inspective gaze on my diamond watch.
“Boss what do we do now?”Zion’s impatient tone clamored, “That stubborn bull has refused to leave the way and I believe the security awaits your orders to push him out of the way.” He pointed at Hoffers who was still on his knees, pleading with my security.
Mira advanced to my Porsche, knocked on the door and once I wound down the screen, she stooped to me and sounded, “boss that is Hoffers Greenfield, he insist on seeing you or you should run over him with your car.” She paused and once I raised a thunderous gaze at her she inquired empathically, “what do we do? Should I order the security to scoop him away?”
“I will handle this my way.” I groaned as my expression hardened, “Tell the security to wade off those journalist advancing forward. I am not ready for any interview now,” I ordered Mira as I pointed at the band of journalists and paparazzi pacing towards our direction
She bowed, “Okay boss!” promptly she dashed away to carry out my Orders .
My eyes glistened once I advanced to Hoffers. I believed he could see the sadness that clouded my features. “To what do I owe this embarrassment , Hoffers Greenfield, huh? Do you realize I am on my way to clench on a deal in Singapore? I beckon on you to leave my way, Greenfield, else you will breathe through your anus if I should lose it.” My voice cracked into the atmosphere.
Stable flashes of camera light fell upon me and I knew in few moments Hoffers and I would trend in the news.
With eyes welled up with tears, Hoffers lowered his gaze, and genuflected in absolute reverence, “Apologies, the world richest man for disrupting your trip. But I want you to accord me few seconds of your time . I have come…”
I stamped my feet on the ground and interposed him, “I don’t have few seconds to accord you , Hoffers leave my way and if indeed you want to have a moment with me you can come to the office. This is not my office.”I gestured around and intoned yet further, “As you can see journalist and paparazzi are scattered all over the palace, taking photos of me. I don’t want to appear in the news because of you.”
“Boss…boss,” he stuttered as his entire body trembled hugely , “I have done all that. I was at your office earlier and Zion gave me a number tag of which was later rendered invalid upon the arrival of Mira as your aide. The other day I came around Mira gave me fortnight as an eligible time to see you.” he molded his arms.
“Speak I don’t have time!” I beamed, shouting at the tops of my lungs as I shot my thunderous face at him, “Listen up , Hoffers , I am not in your league. I am very busy these days . I don’t have time to spend with riffraff like you!”
He interposed me, “Apologies, boss, apologies.” He intoned through wailing tone, “Okay my reason for pestering you is because of the cooking contract you awarded Charity Intercontinental, please I beg of you to award me the contract. Not only do I stand a better chance to win the contract, but my restaurant is the best you can find anywhere in Rio Hondo…”
Hoffers Greenfield!” I snapped and gave him a dirty look, “I have not come to bicker words with you. I don’t give a damn whether you own the best restaurant or not. If you really want to see me bring your poor ass to my office …”I turned around to leave.
And he interjected me, “The world richest man, please a minute.” He started pacing behind me as I walked away hastily, “Your new aide Mira gave me till fortnight to see you and the president’s birthday is in five days . I will lose the contract if it should linger, please Mike Don.”
I was already advancing to my Porsche, while Hoffers hurried behind me and hounded me with questions. Once my security heaved on the door, I hopped in.
“Please the world richest man, don’t do this to me! I have never earned a two million dollars worth of contract and I believe you can make it possible. That contract is my life, please.”
Hoffers kept pleading as he dared to push through my security.
“Till fortnight, Hoffers Greenfiled. I hired Mira as my aide and whatsoever she tells you stands. Take your ugly face out of my sight!”
My Porsche zoomed off leaving a cloud of dust around him.
“No! No! The world richest man!” he wailed and squatted on the ground.