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icezychris:I have sent you an email. |
SleekReek:Interested. Kindly email info: d.energeotrading@gmail.com. Thanks |
Thanks for this educative thread OP. A little disappointed though, my thinking was that there would be foldable/portable beds for 1st class passengers. That was what I was told by a NRC ticketing officer at their Ebutte Meta Terminus. Why journey in a train for so long if there are no sleeper cabins/coaches for 1st class passengers at least? |
buoye1:How does one subscribe for this service please? |
260k. location? |
where? |
Do you have Neteller please? And what's is your procedure and rate? |
Okay, kindly send your phone number or email address to: d.energeotrading@gmail.com. kensandrea: |
************* DUMBASS DAREDEVILS ************ (AMAZING ACTS OF STUPIDITY) (Continued from an earlier post under this series) Soon, Jaiyeoba’s list was done. It included an office space, flat screen television and satellite television kit, specifically DSTv., a brand-new laptop and office furniture. He got to Chief Philips’ office door and managed to stepped aside just in time to avoid a large middle-aged, dark complexioned woman in mostly green and brown lace attire, who was bustling out of his office door half-dragging a rather reluctant looking younger lady. Chief Philips looked up from a copy of the day’s Sun newspaper he was glancing at and waved Jaiyeoba into a chair and then took the list from his nephew’s outstretched hand. He went over the list and after what looked like eternity, announced that he would call him as soon as everything was set. He then handed him a sheet of paper and told him to write his full name, address and signature for the company registration and told him to pass by his office to drop two copies of his passport pictures. ********** THREE MONTHS LATER ************** Jaiyeoba, leaned back in his leather chair in his air-conditioned office, his hands clasped behind his head. From the 39-inch LG plasma television hung on the wall opposite his desk, CNN’s Christine Amanpour was talking animatedly about some landslide disaster in Brazil on their breaking news program. CNN seemed to thrive on breaking bad news, he mused. His thoughts soon returned to the present. It has been two-and-a-half months since he did the wire transfer of the fifty thousand dollars Chief Philips handed to him as the seed capital for this new firm which they had named City International Traders Limited. Chief had managed to secure the only remaining office space in the next office building adjacent to the one he operated his law chambers from. Jaiyeoba would need some monitoring, Chief Philips thought. Jaiyeoba however had a small challenge-he was no Forex trader! Yes, he had called the phone line he got from the Forex poster but was told he the training would cost fifty thousand naira; an amount that left him in shock as he was unable to come up with anything close to that amount. Incidentally, weeks later, he had been taught Forex trading for at least a day in Ibadan by his eldest brother’s friend-a pastor, when he went visiting. The man apparently had more testimonies to share of those who made huge fortunes from trading Forex, than actual profitable trades. He did not even have a live trading account but had assured his student that he was in the process of funding one at the time. Jaiyeoba had spent the night at their Ibadan home obviously overjoyed at the prospect of picking up literally millions of dollars from the world Forex markets. While his hosts went to bed, Jaiyeoba had embarked on a five-hour prayer vigil in which he had assured God he would be his most faithful servant and invest ninety-percent of his profits in expanding His kingdom if He, God would make him his treasurer and keep diverting Forex millions into his accounts. However, after posting losing trades almost entirely over the next couple of weeks, his excitement to begin to wane. The strategy seemed simple enough but then he could not figure out what he was not doing right. Finally, two months after his training, he decided the whole thing was not working out according to his expectations and packed it up. A few months later, he stumbled upon something interesting. It was HYIPs, short for high yield investment programs. He had walked in on a conversation that was going on in his pastors’ office in Ikeja on bright morning. A smartly dressed gentleman was chatting excitedly about how he was earning ninety dollars daily from an internet-based investment program and the conversation went back and forth as his pastor also claimed he was already compounding his returns from another one which he had been involved in for weeks already. After the departure of his pastor’s guest, Jaiyeoba could not contain his excitement and curiosity, had begun asking questions from his pastor, who without hesitation, produced the website addresses of quite a number of these online investment companies he called HYIPs and told him to be sure they were paying before investing. For days, Jaiyeoba could hardly sleep as he pored through the sites of these online companies, notebook and calculator in hand. He performed endless calculations, compounding various amounts from a thousand dollars to fifty thousand dollars with mind-boggling results. For weeks, he had scanned his memory for those would be in a position to invest and was almost giving up his line of thought when Chief Bolade Philips’ name came to mind. He had learned somewhere that contrary to what many poor folks thought, the rich were not favourably disposed to those seeking financial help. In fact, many of such were ignored, deceived, avoided or threatened. Every rich person wanted to get richer and would only give a listening ear to anyone who had something to offer that they were convinced would make them richer. It was on this premise that Jaiyeoba resolved to pay a visit to his uncle who is not blood related but a close family friend assisted through school by his mother back in the day when his father would not pay his university fees for some frivolous reason. Now it was payback time Jaiyeoba reasoned, but then he was smart enough to know that giving him what he wanted must come first; which is simply an easy route to more money. He was about going to divulge this online goldmine to his uncle but then stopped himself short; he would not be needed as soon as he passed on the information and handed over the website addresses of the HYIPs. Since, Chief Philips himself was internet literate and would need no further assistance. He would probably thank him and give him a token to show his appreciation which was not what he wanted. He wanted the financial independence that came from consistent huge payouts. He further reasoned that since these HYIPs claimed to trade Forex, he would use Forex as a front to get his uncle involved, and then put in a place a system of smoke and mirrors which would convince the uninformed that he is indeed trading Forex while he would simply transfer the funds to the HYIPs and wait for their promised returns. This informed his request for the furnished office. He needed the DSTv and plasma TV to help him monitor the goings on in the Forex market around the world. He had gone back to his pastor with the good news when Chief Philips did the... (... to be continued) [b][/b] |
************* DUMBASS DAREDEVILS ************ (AMAZING ACTS OF STUPIDITY) (Continued from an earlier post under this series) "Do you know anything about this business? Chief Philips asked, "Is it genuine?" "Forex trading is actually a genuine business oh, Chief. In fact, I am aware some banks engage in it. It is actually buying and selling of Foreign currencies like US dollars, Pounds Sterling and so on. It is done electronically using computers through big foreign banks. However, it requires that the operators be seated in front of their computer screens all day". Explained Olanike. "My nephew has been talking to me about it. He says he knows how to do it". Chief Philips narrated. "Okay, Chief. It's worth giving a try." Continued the banker. "Hmmm..." he signed, and asked, "So, how much do you need to fund the trading account?" turning his gaze once more on his nephew. "Uhm, I can get started with at least fifty thousand dollars and then we can increase our investments down the road". Jaiyeoba explained. His uncle frowned, his brows knitting together as he leaned forward in his seat. "Hmmm, fifty thousand dollars...that's quite bundle. Can't we start with something smaller?" He queried, taking off his spectacles and wiping the lens with a white lens kerchief he took from his spectacles' case. Jaiyeoba straightened up and squared his shoulders, looking his uncle eyeball to eyeball. "Well, sir, in the past if you had wanted to do this business, you would have needed at least million dollars but we thank God they have made things easier for us. Also, the more the money you trade with, the more your profits!" "Hmmm" Chief Philips grunted and asked, "so how much profit can you make on fifty thousand dollars in a month?" he wanted to know. "At least twenty-five thousand dollars monthly!" Jaiyeoba announced exultantly. "Twenty-five thousand dollars monthly!" Chief Philips exclaimed mentally and spontaneously, his thoughts went to his two eldest kids studying in different universities in the United States of America and how much it cost to pay their medical course fees as well as living expenses. However, if he was excited his nephew's answer, he didn't show it. Jaiyeoba was a little disappointed by his uncles' taciturn expression and incomprehensible body language. "Well, everyone needs more money, no matter how rich." He thought, consoling himself. Again, his uncle subjected him to a long, thoughtful gaze as his mental gears meshed. "I am going to register a limited liability company with me, my friend the bank manager you heard me speaking with on the phone minutes ago, and you as directors." We will fund the account and your duty would be to trade it for us. You would be entitled to thirty percent of returns while my friend and I would split the remaining 70% equally." stated Chief Philips. "Is that understood?" He asked. "Yes, of course uncle" replied Jaiyeoba, trying hard to conceal his excitement. "You would need to get a few things to get started I suppose?" He asked. "Yes sir, I was actually going to say, I'd need a brand-new laptop, DSTV kit and television, an office space and..." "Okay Jaiyeoba." Chief cut him in mid-sentence. "I have people waiting. Here is a sheet of paper. Go to the outer office and write these things down and let me have it. I would give you a call afterwards okay?" "Okay uncle" Jaiyeoba replied heartily, eyes shining with excitement as he prostrated twice to thank his uncle and exited his office. (...to be continued) |
Happy weekend friends! Sorry, for the long hiatus...I will work to re-arrange my schedule, so I can update more often. Thanks for understanding. |
Okay. I can arrange for you to have a 3-day intensive coaching. Let me know if you're interested. Cheers! kensandrea: |
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I have got six plots of land with Certificate of Occupancy available for sale at Ifo, Ogun state. It's roughly 35 minutes from Lagos. These plots are situated by the roadside. They are going for N700k per plot. First come, first served. Contact me if interested. |
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Thanks again, Mustard. Your point is also well noted. LadunaI: |
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Good evening everyone! Trust y'all having a great weekend? Sorry, I've been MIA. I was knocked sideways by sudden illness. How have you been? Trading resumes tomorrow dv. |
Hello everyone! It's weekend! Let's cool down after a tough week at the markets with an episode from one our beloved SERIES. So grab some popcorn and coke and ENJOY! ************* DUMBASS DAREDEVILS ************ (AMAZING ACTS OF STUPIDITY) Year: 2007 Yaba, Lagos-Nigeria. Jaiyeoba was one weird, curious dude that loved taking risks. For instance, he had dropped out of college not necessarily because his mum could not afford his school fees, but because he wanted to prove a point; which was that one didn't need a university degree to succeed in life. Apparently, he had been lured by the promise of wealth when an old friend of his mum came around to their home to introduce her to a multi-level marketing business named Tianshi. She had flashed her expensive jewelry as she conversed animatedly with his mum, displaying pictures of brand new SUVs she claimed were to be given to her and a few friends with her in the business. Naturally, Jaiyeoba’s decision did not go down well with his family who soon began to treat him with disdain. Shortly however, he relocated from his native Osogbo town in Osun state to Lagos to get his dreams on track. With a little loan from a friend, he got registered for the multilevel business and soon got busy talking to everyone about Tianshi and also trying to sell the large quantity of food supplements he had paid for. Two years had come and gone and Jaiye was nowhere near his dreams of wealth and glory. The only significant difference was that now, he was darker, slimmer and his clothes and shoes were worn out. It dawned on him that he needed to start doing something new and fast, if he was not to become a major source of embarrassment to his family. It was one of those evenings while taking a stroll along the Old Yaba road, that he saw a flier that attracted his attention. It read, “EARN $1000 WEEKLY!! LEARN FOREX TRADING TODAY!!!”. He did not know what Forex trading was, but the allure of the possibility of making a thousand dollars weekly was too much to ignore. He quickly copied the contact phone numbers and saved them. ******** FOUR MONTHS LATER ******* Chief Bolade Philips stared at his young nephew over the rim of his spectacles. He knew Jaiyeoba to be a rather unstable young man but one could not but like the chap; he mused to himself. For one, he was very well mannered because of his good upbringing and he had heard that he was very brilliant. Why he had decided to jettison tertiary education was all the more baffling to him. Ironically, Jaiyeoba’s mum had insisted he must complete his law degree and footed his bills till he was through with Law school; after his father had insisted he was not going to pay his school fees over what she considered a simple misdemeanor. Being a Lagos-based lawyer for over two decades had among other things, helped Chief Philips to smell a nice setup when he saw one; this idea of setting up a Forex trading business would be an opportunity to earn a lot of side income as well as setup his nephew-a good opportunity to repay some of the debt of gratitude he owed his mother. He looked again at Jaiyeoba for a few moments and then reached across his expansive desk for a wine-colored table phone, punching in some numbers while still retaining his gaze on his nephew. “Hello, Olanike longtime! How are you and work?” “Hello, Chief, Chief! All is well oo. Nice hearing from you” replied his lady friend, a manager of a new generation bank somewhere on Lagos Island. “My nephew came in here to discuss with me about starting a business called Forex trading…” - To be continued..[b][/b] |
Thanks bruv Goldmann1: |
Thanks Mustard. I will look into that after my trip outta Nigeria. Hopefully, we'll see then. And yes! They are true life stories. Mustard: |
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