Return Of The Tycoon Billionaire

Chapter 7

When Mr Nixon commented on Lucian's physical attribute, Lucian's mind wondered around a lot of of things 

Like, what the nature of the job could probably be? His mind could not settle on anything in particular.

Not until he entered Mr Nixon's old truck and they stopped in front of a building.

Lucian looked out through the window of the truck

“You've got to be kidding me.” He muttered aloud

Mr Nixon slammed the truck door shut as he stepped out.

He Yanked his pants so that it settled on his bulging tummy.

“Yeap, my very own janitorial company, passed down for three generations.”

His voice exuded pride as he spoke

“What did you think you were coming to do?” He asked Lucian.

Lucian's face was scrunched as he continued to observe the small building.

“I don't know, definitely not this.”

Mr Nixon ignored the snide in Lucian's voice

“Come on now, We've got work to do.”

It turns out that Mr Nixon runs cleaning services for some offices in the city, especially buildings that have just been built.

“How much do you get out of this business weekly, or should I say monthly.”

“Enough to pay you when the time comes, I reckon.” 

His reply got Lucian to shut his mouth for a while.

It was just the two of them in the little building, former staff had quit and gone for other work.

Lucian was very sure this is not the type of job he should be doing.

It wouldn't be enough to get him his own apartment. Amira was taking care of both their expenses and he had to contribute somehow.

The thing was that it was only Mr Nixon that was willing to employ him.

Even if it was a rusty job, he had to do it till another one comes by.

“Here you go,” Mr Nixon handed him the same cleaning supplies.

“Take them to the truck.”

The work was harder than Lucian imagined.

There was sweeping, scrubbing and a lot more to be done.

All for a paltry payment.

After his third day, Lucian was sure he was going to quit.

They'd gone to a new building which was set up by some real estate guys.

Mr Nixon has called some of his cousins to lend a hand as the payment was going to be swell.

The men who had set up the building were also present.

They stood in the conference room that had just been cleaned by Lucian.

Immediately Lucian stepped out. The men fell to talking.

Lucian could not help but eavesdrop on their conversation, as it caught his attention.

“I'm telling you Mark, only two people know about the investment. If we invest in it now. We'd be millionaires by the time it comes out.”

His buddy was not really into the conversation like that.

“I don't know man, deals like that can be crazy, what if it tanks.”

“Believe me when I say this Mark, I've got inside information on this area. It'll change the game of the real estate business for life.”

“Do it if you want to, but I'm not doing it.” Mark was adamant.

Lucian had heard all he wanted, he took his cleaning supplies and hurried on his way to join the others.

He went to Nixon's truck and quickly used the spare phone Amira had gotten him to do his research on the area those men talked about.

His business instincts quickly kicked in, this was luck shining on him already.

If he could just buy into that place now, it would be worth a fortune when it gets announced.

The sad part was

He doesn't have any money worth investing.

All he has been able to save since he started working at Nixon's was a measly nine hundred dollars.

He was not ready to give up yet.

He'd get as much money as he can to buy into that market.

*LATER THAT NIGHT*

Amira's mouth hung open as she listened to Lucian's proposition.

“I know you have some reasonable amount saved up, but trust me, we would regret it if we don't do it now.”

Amira took two steps forward, placed the back of her palm on Lucian's forehead.

“Erm, what are you doing?”

“Trying to check if you are alright.” She removed her hand slowly.

Lucian sucked his teeth dryly.

“Amira, trust me, this is not an opportunity we want to miss.”

“Where did you get this information?”

Lucian opened his mouth to talk but thought of it, if word gets out and people try to buy into that area

The value might drop, the less she knows the better.

“Don't worry about that for now.”

“Ohh, I shouldn't worry right? Well, I don't have any money to give, even if I did, I still wouldn't give it to you.”

“Amira, you know me, when have I ever failed to secure dealings?”

“None that I know of, but this is a chance to rebuild your life. Not gamble it on some instinct.”

Lucian blew hot air through his nostrils.

There's no way he'd rebuild his life when all he does is go out and do cleaning jobs

“You know what, forget I asked.” 

With that, he stormed out of the house.

Lucian sat outside on the stairs.

The nine hundred dollars he had wouldn't be able to acquire anything.

That man wouldn't have talked about it if he wasn't so sure.

Lucian was a business who took risks, cautious risks.

His guy feeling kept telling him this was real and he shouldn't give up on it

The next day he went to work and summoned the courage to ask Mr Nixon.

He had his doubts if such an old man could have enough to procure a part of that area the man talked about.

Mr Nixon listened to him carefully.

“Hmmmph, I heard about you five years ago.” Mr Nixon began after he was done listening to Lucian.

Lucian swallowed, he thought Mr Nixon would tell him off just like Amira did 

“I'd help you, I've got two hundred thousand dollars stashed away, that should be enough.”

The shock on Lucian's face was evident.

Not just because Mr Nixon agreed to help him,

but also because Mr Nixon actually had that amount of cash.

With a broad smile on his face, Lucian looked at Mr Nixon with gratitude.

“You won't regret this sir.”