Nobody is happier for Aliko Dangote than his main man, the effervescent Femi Otedola. In case you have been living under a rock, Alhaji as he is fondly called, has just started delivering PMS from his huge refinery. Roll back a few months and you will find the authorities calling him names, throwing all sorts of challenges on his way, including an embarrassing allegation on the quality of the product.
Today, the man has rolled out fuel and this is historic. That is why and fittingly so, his paddy now turns into a hype man and pens one of the sweetest letters that I have seen under the circumstances. In the letter, he congratulated him, reminded him of the tribulations he had to go through, hailed him for what he had done in other areas and also thanked God for giving him the foresight and courage to pull this through.
Lastly, he reaffirmed his loyalty and friendship. As I read the letter, I got misty-eyed and began to see Mr. Otedola with a mike, bandana on his head, huge chains on his neck, big rings like the one Charly Boy used to wear, no shirt on and tattoos all over his body, and belting out rhymes.
Aliko, on the other hand, is doing funky mallam on stage, and prancing up and down with no shirt too, holding a big flag that displays DANGOTE REFINERY, and Nigerians, making up the full crowd, screaming and shouting as Femi screams: “Everybody say yea yea,” and the crowd joins in in a large uproarious chorus of “Alikooooooooooo.” Femi’s letter is more than befittin.