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I put on my shades making my way to the conference hall. I walked in nodding my head to anyone who greeted or smiled at my direction still maintaining my straight face as I did that. I told one of the sercurity with me to go back and stay with Ihsan in the parking lot just incase. Whilst the other one followed me.
The hall was filled with almost ever elite Nigerian there was waiting patiently for me for one reason or the other. Most of them have been coming here for months to see me but I have never stayed for long so today I have a lot on my table.
Even though at the same time I know some of them envy me mostly because of my success at such young age. I am the youngest in the room but also the most respected, But I still don't let that get into my head everything is what Allah wills he could make me be a no body in a second. I sat on my reserved seat beside Lilian who immediately passed me the papers to sign.
"When Is the meeting suppose to end?." I asked in a low tone. "In thirty minutes, Sir." A man in tuxedo got up the stage starting his closing speech.
"I would leave in ten please."
Lilian shot her eyes back at him. "I am afraid you can't do that, sir."
"A meeting held on a Friday? Without my consent is no meeting at all. Is this even a meeting?."
"I sent you an email last two days."
"You know I hardly check my email these past few days. You should have called me instead."
"Lesson learned but please wait for the minister to finish his speech first."
She pleaded I looked around before looking back at the time on my wrist. "Fine."
Looking at the man making the speech I asked. "Is he the one that wanted to see me face to face?." She nodded.
The minister finished his speech sooner than I expected. It was already eight minutes past the time I had wanted to stay for. Since Ihsan isn't calling me everything must be fine.
The meeting was over so I used this time to read through the paper. And according to the minister I would have to pay a sum of 3.5 million every month if I wanted to use the station in lagos.
"This doesn't make sense." I blurted out.
"Exactly what I thought. "Lilian added.
"I objected and he said he would like to hear from you first so that was why I called you to come."
"3.5million is too much what was the estimated profit?."
"Per-day is around 6 million. Its not like we can't afford the 3.5, We can but I did my research and when NNPC used the station last year they paid 500 thousand naira per month."
I shook my head. There was no way I would allow that. "Don't forget the minister's name is Sani." I mumbled a soft thank you even though i still remembered clearly. I see the minister approaching us.
"Mr Abdullah." I examined Mr sani who stretched his hands to me. I stood up shaking his hand as well. "Mr Sani."
"I have been waiting for your arrival." He informed me
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