Fanny Luis swallowed hard and intoned, “The world richest man, I am thrilled you are interested in the purchase of that building. But as a business man that you are I thought you would invite us into your private jet so that we could have some privacy while we discuss business.” He glared around and added, “We can’t discuss business In the presence of your aides and security.”
Zion raised a brow and stared at me, knowing I had the best reply for him.
“Well you keep quiet Fanny Luis!” I snapped, “You and your daughter are not worthy to get on my private jet. All your life as a billionaire you never owned one. If we must discuss business we will do it here.” I climbed down the staircase of my private jet, “These are my security, protocol officer and my aide. I have earned their loyalty and they are not like you who divorced his son-in-law because he is poor.”
Fanny swallowed hard, pressed his arms in front and shook his head in agreement.
“Apologies for ever suggesting such,” Melissa tendered and added, “We are selling the secretariat for one billion dollars,” her voice shook with uncertainty as she raised her gaze to meet my cloudy eyes.
Fanny Luis gave a firm nod and intoned, “If you would offer one billion dollars we could finalize it here and now and I would hand over all of its documents to you…”
I interposed Fanny Luis, “You know, you poor men mention money as though it is mere numbers. Do you think it is easy to make one billion dollars these days, uh, and to think of the fact that the building in question is impoverished and ancient like its owners…”
“Oh no, the world richest man!” Fanny cried out, “That is a two hundred storey sky scraper with automatic flusher and compressed gas pressure in cases of fire outbreak.” He bowed pitiable and molded hi arms, “Please the world richest man, we are going to sell it at that amount. One billion dollars is good. That skyscraper has six hundred office apartments, all masters and suited…”
I shook my head in disapproval and my jaw sagged in sadness, “I don’t think you poverty-stricken people are interested in selling that secretariat to me. Do you realize your granny, Lisa Bake is on the verge of death at the hospital and half a million dollars is needed to save her, uh?”I pocketed my arms and shrugged, “Well if you are willing to sell it for half a million dollars, I can write you a cheque right away and…”
Melissa flared up, stood up and stamped her feet, “Hell no, Brian Patrick! Why are you always toxic and impossible!” through clenched teeth and trembling hands she yelled at me and added, “The fact that we have need of half a million dollars doesn’t mean we should sell that multibillion skyscraper for peanuts!” She sniffed as tears surged down her cheeks.
Fanny Luis was forced to pull down the hands of Melissa just to caution her.
But there was no stopping Melissa, “Father let me be! I need to talk sense into this so-called Brian Patrick!” I could see the anger that clouded her eyes.
I chuckled evilly and shrugged, “Well I can see you have got guts to talk back at me, small witch,” I cursed, “Your poverty hasn’t humbled you, uh. I thought you came to do business now I know you came to make trouble. With the inflation and bad economy I wonder who would buy you rickety sky scraper for one billion dollars.” I started climbing up the stairs on my private jet, “You can return and find a potential buyer. My door is always open when you are ready to sell at my price. I am done with you.”
Fanny Luis protested by calling, “Hold on the world richest man!”
I signaled at my entourage and they joined me in the jet. Soon the engine came on.
“Father let him go!” Melissa snapped at Fanny the moment he dared to make a move, “We will find a potential buyer for that sky scraper.”
Days later I was in my exquisite office just done having a phone discussion with the ministers when Zion walked into my office and bowed.
“Boss, Fanny and Melissa are here to see you.
I let a contagious smile, swinging in the swivel chair and perceived they had failed to clench a potential buyer for the skyscraper.
“Let them in immediately!” I ordered and watched keenly at the direction of the door as Zion led them into my office.
“Greetings, the world richest man!” Fanny and Melissa greeted and bowed and when I gave them the cold shoulders, Fanny spoke yet further, “First I would want to apologize on behalf of my daughter for sounding rude to you the other days. Please we have come to see if you could buy the skyscraper for at least one million dollars…”
I interrupted Fanny with a mocking laughter, “I believe you have realized I am the only potential buyer. Do you think any mogul would buy that sky scraper? Don’t you know times are hard for moneybags now? My bid remains the same. Half a million dollars is what I can offer or no deal. If you are in let me know so I can write you cheque.”
Fanny cast a striking stare at Melissa who lowered her gaze and tossed her head in pity, “Okay, we are in,” he said.
I gave a confirmatory nod, grasped my cheque book, scribbled some figures, handed them the cheque and in return they gave me the documents to the skyscraper.
Fanny stood up to have a warm handshake with me and I shook my head in disapproval, “Take your ass out of my office. I don’t shake hands with poverty. I am done with you!” I commanded.
He snorted in shame and they left.
Quickly I stretched to the phone, dialed the ministry of internal revenue, “Hello, it is the world richest man. Am I unto the ministry for internal revenue? Okay, thank you. His name is Fanny Luis. Investigate his tax payment since the inception of the Fanny Group. I have information which reveals he invaded tax for twenty years. Thanks.” I hung up and scowled my face in vengeance…