I was all relaxed in my swivel chair in my office , having a look at some documents when a brief knock came on my door and afterwards Zion pranced inside, smiling cheek to cheek, and peering down at me with excitement swimming in his eyes..
“Greetings boss!” he greeted and was still at his smiles, which made me to wonder for one bit.
Ordinarily without question and digging into details, Zion would explain to me the reason for his smile. Anyways, I suspected his smiles were as a result of the presence of some visitors which I had already seen on my CCTV.
“Why are you all smiles, Zion?” I demanded and was forced to smile back at him even when I thought it unimportant to do so.
“Apologies boss,” he bowed gently and curved his lips in a absolute excitement, he sounded yet further, “Boss guess what, Mr. president and the minister are here finally, but they sent their aide instead to know if they are worthy to see you.”
I squeezed a frown across my face, relaxed, almost serene in a way Zion had never imagined. I let the message to sink in as I perused it on my mind. I smiled cheek to cheek.
“But why would they do that? Haven’t they been visiting all this while? And weren’t they worthy to see me, huh?”
Zion who was still perched at his smiles shrugged and added, “Exactly what I thought and when I queried the aide for their action, he told me it is because of your new found unlimited wealth, perhaps they are unworthy to be with you. I perceive they see you as god now ever since you bought the real estate.”
I winked and snorted in irritation. I returned my gaze on the CCTV and could see the innocent gentle man whom they sent. I let an offensive grimace on my face and sighed under my breath, “Did he tell you the reason for their visit. That should rather be more important than any other thing because I am only open for business and not trifling issues.” I intoned and gave an expectant looks.
“Yeah, yeah, boss that reminds me. The aide said their purpose is to finalize agreement for the fifty trillion dollars loan.
Bubbles of excitement filled my veins. I let a puzzled look mask my face before I sat up and gestured at Zion. “And what is keeping them? Tell the aide to inform them that they are more than worthy to see me. I am only open for business.”
Zion gave a firm nod, “As the world richest man pleases. I will inform him straight away,” he replied and stalked away.
This was a dream come true. I thought this business offer had passed me by all the while I lost my fortune. Already I was thrown into the beliefs that Mr. President had taken his loan proposal elsewhere.
I could be on my way to acquiring an oil well because I was going to demand for it to be used as collateral for the fifty trillion dollars loan. Their oil well would go in for it since they wanted my money. And if they should default any of the terms and conditions I would take over their oil well and become its official owner.”
I wasn’t sure of the minister, but as for Mr. President, I knew he was loyal.
The days ahead, I looked forward to meeting them for the documentation and processing of the loan.
On a crisp Monday, I saw on my CCTV as convoy drove into my premises. Mr. President and the minister were flanked by his entourage.
Promptly my door creaked as it opened. It was Zion. “Boss, they are here. I will be giving them express entry.” He intoned swiftly and nodded.
“Go ahead, Zion. I need their oil well. That is very pertinent now,” I intoned as I swung around in my swivel chair, with my gaze gathering around the door, as I looked forward to seeing them.
I could overhear innumerable shoes knocking on the floor behind the door. Obviously they were close. Once Zion led the way, behold Mr. President and the minister was donned in their suit and tie, looking smart for business.
“Greeting the world richest man!” Mr. President greeted and bowed to me.
The minister had no option than to do same; although I perceived the cloud of pride which filled his eyes and the accumulated scorn which decked his thought.
Mr. President and I exchanged a dilated smile and had a warm handshake. “The world richest man.” he called once again, “Believe me if I say you are the least Croesus I expect to see on the planet after the storm that befell you. I never thought you would still be alive let alone retain your personality.”
I let a chortle creep into my face, “Well as you can see, Mr. President, not only am I alive but back with unlimited wealth.” The minister gave a pretentious laugh but I know he wasn’t for real. I spoke on, “I know many people thought I had gone on self exile after I lost my fortune. Obviously many thought I was too prodigal and wasteful.” I grinned and dimmed my eyes at the minister.
Guilt banged at his thought and he lowered his gaze and stared at the floor under his feet. He was ashamed of himself for ever writing me off.
“Mr. President, I am back this time around with unlimited wealth. All I have lost I would regain in hundred folds. This time around not even Forbes would be able to predict my net worth. For those of you who thought and expected me to return to abject poverty and my former life as a delivery boy, well hurray, Merry Christmas. I am going to cancel Christmas on your ass this time around because my net worth is beyond human comprehension…”
“Um…Mike Don let go of your wrath, because I am