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Femi.Tunde just stood there staring at us but we didn’t waver. We had to intervene. Tunde did not look good in any capacity at all.“Tunde you need to speak.” I said after a while of silence.“Why? Why do you guys think that something is wrong with me?” Tunde said while twitching, even though I doubted it before now I was sure that he was using.“God! Tunde where did you get the drugs from!” Kola yelled, he was not having it. Tunde was getting irritated now.I held Kola’s shoulder. “If you come at him like that he won’t say anything,” I said to him.I looked at Tunde, “The reason why we think you have a problem is this,” I pointed at his appearance,“You’re really insecure about your hairline but your hair is growing out, you never let that happen for anything. You didn’t even wear a cap to cover it. You’re dressed like a homeless person. Shirt not tucked in, tie loose, clothes rumpled. No suit on a Monday morning that’s very unlike you.” I said.“And let’s not forget the uncontrolla
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Previously...Femi."Wait I actually told the doctor to still do the test with the fetus they removed. I know it's dark sided but I don't want to be beriddled with grief that's not mine to bear. Because I think it's my fault. If I wasn't shagging some girl and actually answered the phone on time maybe they could have saved the baby you know." Tunde said."There was no way that you could have known," I said."How long till the test comes out?" Kola asked."By tomorrow." Tunde said."So calm the fuck down. If the baby is really yours then you can now cry as much as you want but I am sure that the baby isn't yours. That girl is a slimy snake." Kola said.. "As for you, I will call Dad's therapist. You need to get yourself straight after the damn drug use." Kola said."Okay. I don't want dad to know though" Tunde said."He won't know don't worry. Therapists don't snitch on their clients. Even if Dad will definitely know you're seeing the therapist, he won't know why and think it's for your
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Ama.The meeting went from project to project until it finally got to my turn. The Lays Project. Shawn smiled when he saw it. He had texted me before today that I had to come and defend the project in front of the board. They had approved it but wanted to know if I knew what I was doing. They are very unserious because I was the one who came up with this idea so what more did they want? I however, tried to study what had already been rendered and made slides to display what I was about to say.I stood up and walked over to the front of the conference room and started my presentation. I was looking around at the faces before I started and my eyes landed on Shawn. He gave me a small smile and a nod. I felt more confident as I was feeling nervous before.
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Ama.“So, the Lays project was actually suggested by me for business continuity. We were brainstorming for strategies to have more leverage in the manufacturing market and I came up with this. We already have a deal with Pepsi who are the primary owners of the Lays brand. It is such a big brand in the US. Now we have to latch on to the brand more to be able to keep our relationship. We already have the Quaker Oats deal because we asked them for it and that is why Quaker Oats is no longer an imported brand. Now is the time to take Lays. This will mean that Lays would be cheaper here in Nigeria and would make more sales, generating revenue for the company. We need to design the product and pitch it to Pepsi for approval and rights.” I said. Once I was done with my speech, there was a roaring thunderous ovation for me. Even the HR manager who looked scornfully at me before was ecstatic. I felt good indeed.
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Ama."So, the Lays project was actually suggested by me for business continuity. We were brainstorming for strategies to have more leverage in the manufacturing market and I came up with this. We already have a deal with Pepsi who are the primary owners of the Lays brand. It is such a big brand in the US. Now we have to latch on to the brand more to be able to keep our relationship. We already have the Quaker Oats deal because we asked them for it and that is why Quaker Oats is no longer an imported brand. Now is the time to take Lays. This will mean that Lays would be cheaper here in Nigeria and would make more sales, generating revenue for the company. We need to design the product and pitch it to Pepsi for approval and rights." I said. Once I was done with my speech, there was a roaring thunderous ovation for me. Even the HR manager who looked scornfully at me before was ecstatic. I felt good indeed."Any questions?" I said once I was done with my presentation. I had shown them a c
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Femi.Today was a good day. I was very giddy while entering the office and it wasn't even about anything that I did or was going to do. I was just very glad that Ama was finally getting her flowers. It was vivid in my mind how she would always talk my ears full on how many ideas she has for the Lays project even when it was not set in stone that she was going to handle it with Kechi industries. She had so much passion for this that i knew she was going to do very well with it.As i walked into the office i was greeted by the front desk representative and before i could leave the lobby she said "There's someone here to see you sir. She said she is your mother." She said.I frowned. My mother never came here before. It was strange that she was here. "Okay where is she?" I asked. I hoped for her sake that she didn't send my 'mother' to my office."The conference room" she said. I sighed and walked in to my office first to drop my laptop and gadgets before going downstairs back to the con
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Femi.I felt so bad for not answering my fiancée. I looked and saw a text from her. “Hey, I know you’re probably busy. You wouldn’t believe what just happened. I’m so happy. Gahhhh call me when you can. Ly x” the text said.I didn’t want to dampen her own mood in any way. She seemed very happy about what was going on around her. I was still sad and emotionally downcast and I knew if I spoke to her in this mood she was going to leave everything she was doing and appear in my office. I would really appreciate her presence now but I also didn’t want to spoil her happiness. I decided to text her saying that I was going to be in a long meeting and I would come pick her up when she’s ready to go. She texted back for acknowledgement. I dropped my phone and sighed, placing my head in my hand. I seemed to be doing that a lot.In my mind, I was trying to picture how this woman could even be remotely related to me. I had to keep telling myself “my parents are dead”. Whoever this woman was, she
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Ama.The day had ended. I felt giddy to go home and tell Femi all that happened today. My dream was being fulfilled before my very eyes. I was living in it. I really appreciated Femi's dad for giving me this opportunity. I was very grateful.Femi texted me, telling me he was downstairs and I ran into the elevator without knowing, meeting Tola there. "Ha, hey bestie... why are you running like that?" He said with an amused look on his face."Running ke, me? Never" I said, feigning ignorance of what I just unknowingly did."It's only man that will make you that excited. Femi is here isn't he?" He said.I folded "Yes he is." I rolled my eyes "I'm just happy to finally see him that's all. He's been MIA throughout today." I said."Ahn ahn why?" Tola asked."Well he's been in a meeting and I get it you know. Today is his first day at work since the transplant so I understand. They were probably doing an organizational meeting of some sorts." I said."Okay I get it. Anyways how are you enjo
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