Hiya Folks!


Hey!
We really had a long break here...!!
What have you been up to?
Have you made More Money??

Well, thanks for your patience, here's is... 
 

SEASON 5!!!!!

The Chronicles of Koffie Black

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(This is a very interesting thriller that depicts the travails and adventures of an ambitious young Ghanaian turned Forex Trader) 

 

Immediately, his whole life raced before his eyes. He had suffered a lot in his life, the cause of which he usually traced to the lack of funds. He remembered how he did not enjoy the usual perks high school kids got when their parents showed up on school open days. His parents, subsisted on what they got from the church mission, being missionaries. His father, a pious man, emphasized discipline and frugality. He insisted the school knew what food was good for the boarding kids and as a result it was unnecessary to waste much needed funds that could be used to evangelize lost souls on purchasing mundane things like provisions in the name of showing love and care for one's kid.

He mused as his mind quickly returned to the present. Rod had asked a question. Why, dimwit that he was! He thought. The dude needed an answer! He quickly stood up and looked at Rod, a grave expression of someone deep in contemplation etched on his brown face. "That would be..a...good, sir" He managed, his heart still racing. His head seemed to be floating in the clouds. Could this be real? He thought. Even if it wasn't, the mere mention of those golden numbers meant he was getting closer to a multi-million bucks-future or at least that was what he thought at the time.

"He's gonna need a whole lot of stuff-office setup, infrastructure such as internet and all the trappings Rod", Jo interceded, "if we are going to give this a shot...". "Giving this a shot I will, but I'm not gonna put in more than I need to, till I'm sure this stuff's gonna fly." Rod interrupted. "Rod's right. trials before trophies". Posited Gary, who had been contemplating Koffie's body language all the while. "Say, how much would be a good trial for Mr. Black?" He asked, looking at Jo and Abe. Abe took off his thick lens which he wore a while ago when he busied himself with his netbook, looked up but said nothing. He was constantly working on new ideas and for such a busy mind, he thought, this was trivia. Jo spoke up. "Koffie, speak up...what minimum sum would be the best for trials?"

Presently, Kingsley returned with file which he gave to Rod. Koffie was obviously relieved to see his friend, a known face. Kingsley had heard the question asked by Jo, and asked Koffe, "What about twenty grand?" "Twenty's good to start with". Koffie replied without thinking. Abe and Jo looked at each other and nodded. Rod spoke to Kingsley. "You pick up twenty grand; twenty thousand dollars tomorrow, and give to Koffie here." Then still reclining on his ottoman, he turned his face to Koffie, and stated, "I'll expect my twenty thousand dollars with profits in two weeks." Koffie' heart raced again as he effusively assured Rod Bannister of his ability to deliver.