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Chapter 57 - The Vision At Addis

The grand hall of the African Union shimmered with flags and microphones. Heads of state, ministers, and delegates filled the seats. Cameras rolled; international media leaned forward.

Chinedu Ibrahim Obasi rose when his name was called. Not a politician, not yet—but his reputation filled the room.

He adjusted the microphone, his voice steady:

"Excellencies, leaders of Africa, honored delegates—

I stand before you not as a man with theories, but as a man with results."

A pause, and then he laid out his vision:

Advanced Road Networks.

"In Enugu, we proved what a partnership between government and private capital can do. Modern roads cut costs, save lives, and connect trade faster than speeches ever will. Imagine that same model in every region of Africa, binding us together not just by treaties, but by tarmac."

Low Tariffs for Agricultural Produce.

"African farmers lose wealth at the borders. If we remove unnecessary tariffs, yams from Nigeria, cocoa from Ghana, maize from Kenya—they can flow freely, feeding our people and our industries. Food security must begin with African solidarity."

Faster Bill Payments & Communication.

"With Imperial Communications, we are testing systems that allow instant electricity and water payments. No queues, no wasted hours. Technology should give time back to our people, not steal it."

Enhanced Security.

"Businesses thrive only when people feel safe. We are piloting models where community integration, infrastructure, and technology reduce tensions. The oil communities of the East are proof: dialogue, respect, and development calm what soldiers could not."

The hall was silent, listening. Chinedu's tone was not fiery—it was matter-of-fact, practical, undeniable.

"This is not about Obasi, or about Imperial Holdings," he concluded. "This is about Africa deciding to own its roads, its trade, its communications, its future. We can be suppliers of raw materials forever—or we can be builders of nations.

I choose the latter. And I know Africa is ready."

The applause was not thunderous—it was measured, rising gradually, like waves gaining strength. Delegates exchanged glances. Some skeptical. Some inspired. But none could deny it: Obasi had shifted the room.

By the time he stepped down, media across the continent had their headline:

"Obasi Calls for Africa to Build Africa."

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