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PART 2 . . . . “ The Meeting ” “Good morning” I sang to the multi- coloured faced receptionist.. ”Good morning sir”, she sneaked the words out of her mouth like she just got dumped by a man.. … I am Edwin Babatunde Alexander, I introduced.. ” A senior partner from EL-PASO NIG LTD, I have an appointment with the chairman.. ”Oh.! Yes.. Yes..” rushing from her desk.. “Follow me please” she said forcing the words out of her mouth once again.. I followed her, shaking my head with a lot of pity for her and thinking.. “Na one yeye boy go break this one heart again oo, but who go marry dis one sef, with all this nigerlux and berger paint for her face.. Abegii.”.. ”in here sir, I’ll inform the chairman of your arrival” speaking a little louder now as she wiggled away. I was just admiring the furniture in the luxurious room, when the door clicked.. Three men and two ladies walked in, Madam wasn’t difficult to recognise. This babe smells like money,White cotton jacket, pink and white striped shirt,a conspicuously short black skirt, beautiful leather shoes and when she turn her behind to sit. “dis madam get wetin boys for streets dey call “KAKAA toh BAHD””.. ”Can we start please” madam speaking now, with her unique western accent, it returned me to reality ”Mister..”. She was trying to remember my name. .. “Edwin Babatunde Alexander” I cut in.. “Ok, please let’s hear you” she said.. Clearing my throat with style and trying to build confidence internally, I started with my lagos trained British accenT ”As you have read in our brochure, “Client Base Development” (CBD). Is one of our many specialised fields at EL- PASO Nig Ltd, it is our haven, we live there, we have developed tested and trusted model and strategies that works uniquely to soothe every organisations client base development plans, our clients always thank us for helping them make more money than their financial analyst projected. ..” You wanna make money?” I asked looking at Madam herself straight in the eyes with confidence and my “fine boy” smile giving me back up. She looked at me smiled,nodded her head and gave me a wink with her left eye. My heart skipped and I almost fell.. Singing “winner oh. Oh.. Oh.. Winner.!!” In my mind I manage to continue with improved confidence now.. ..”Yes, you want to make money and El’Paso Nig Ltd is your bridge to the dream land. We will help you make a lot of money but you have to trust us and support us so we can deliver, we will be a team, SKS will give us basic information and we will use our world class strategies and models to deliver your desired result in reasonable time. In conclusion, we have the contact informations of some of our pasts clients on our website, feel free to do background check on us, that is if you haven’t done that before you started this talk with us.. Thank you. I took my sit at the far end of the table, took a sip of my glass of water, and tried not to look at d SKS team as they discuss discreetly. ” You can all leave now” madam ordered. I tried to move my chair back and take my leave.. Then madam spoke again, ” Not you Mr…” ” Edwin Babatunde Alexander” I cut in once again with a warmer smile. WATCH OUT FOR PART 3 TOMORROW

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PART 3 “Miss Funke Salman ” As she walked closer from her end of the Long table to mine, my heartbeat increased, my legs were seriously shaking and my urinary system started to malfunction, I could feel my temperature raise and my suit became heavier… Now I see Madam very well… She’s a beauty, just like my “Anike baby” but different “specs”, ” Her legs? Slim, straight and s*xy** (SSS), her body frame? Gorgeous! Upper frontal region? Super.!, her eyes? “Oojigbigbi… jigbi… jigbi… jigbi…” s*xy**, seductive and a little big. ( Asiwaju style). Her melodious accent revived me from my lustful slumber. ” Mr Edwin Babatunde Alexander she sang gracefully with a charming smile. ”Madam” I answered informally. ”Please call me Funke Salman” she refuted. Now that I seem to have her where I want us to be, I became more confident and I continued. “Pardon my ignorance please, Miss Funke Salman, But you are still our madam” ”Abegi, don’t let the looks deceive you, na naija dem born me oo” madam speaking “pigin”. ”Really” I enquired. “Yes oo, A few years of education abroad and this is what you get” she added, wiggling as she points to herself with both hands. ”So, Madam Do we have the job?” I. Pressed ”Maybe, just one more hurdle to cross, I took over from the old man recently, I mean Alhaji Salman kashimawo Salman himself, and I don’t have the right to make final financial decisions yet, so he wants to meet with you guys from EL- Paso, you go and tell him the same thing you told my team here then we will reach an agreement and take our decision.. If it will be alright with you, I can arrange lunch with him on Friday at his residence in Ikeja G.R.A., 2:00p.m”. “Then Friday it is” I answered. I repeated a few lines from my earlier presentation as we walk towards the elevator, we said our goodbyes and chorus “see you on Friday” as the elevator door closed.. As soon as the elevator started it’s descend. I screamed. “Yesss! Yesss.!! Yesss.!!!” Hitting my chest hard like former Arsenal football club’s star, Theiry Henry does when he scores one of those his magnificent goals. I strolled majestically out of the office complex, praying she is not looking at me from her pent house office; I took the next bend, just in time to flag down a commercial bus. “Fine boy, wole pelu change e oo, oshodi seventy naira” the conductor ordered I sat in the commercial bus a bit more relaxed now then I started to ponder. “Wetin I go tell The boss sef?”, “if we win this contract how will it change my life, Boss must take care of me o, else I will resign”, my debts and living expenses are raising, my landlord will soon bring another bill, “I go pay Nepa oo, buy water from Northerner”, my car will soon arrive from brazil, thanks to my “padi” there, “na money I go use clear that one too”, my younger ones in school need my financial support, my parents and Anike’s parents are another “koko” in this story of the life of a young Lagos hustler.. Hmmmmmm. “Baba God dey” “…Gala..! Gala…!” I screamed at the boys hustling for their daily needs in Lagos traffic. “How many Oga” he asked, ”Two abeg, and help me call that boy wey dey sell lacasera too.” I requested. ” Man cannot come and die jare my people”…Abi.? WATCH OUT FOR PART 4

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