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The President Persistently Needs Loan From Me
Author: Mol Des
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I let an inimical chuckle and asked, “How much do you need? Fifty trillion dollars is chicken feed to me. Talk to me, Mr. President, do you need more than that? I can give it to you, Mr. President. Do you need five hundred trillion? I am worth more than that?”

The minister dragged a furrowed brow; his chin went crimson as he struggled to lock eyes with me. He bit his lower lips as his jaw sagged in shock, “Oh my God! This rich kid is back with unlimited wealth. For him to have demanded we go for five hundred trillion dollars it then means he has more than that,” he sounded in his mind.

Awe flushed through the president and he shut his eyes briefly and snorted, “Um…the world richest man I must confess I am happy for you and elated to see you bounce back as the unlimited god of wealth. For you to demand that we go for five hundred trillion dollars, it means you have got inhuman wealth. My joy is full today.” He stared in the space thoughtfully and added, “Um however we can’t go for five
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