Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1009 - 548: Didn’t Expect Such a Harvest!_3

Chapter 1009: Chapter 548: Didn’t Expect Such a Harvest!_3

That’s called aiding the enemy.

Now that normal trade is possible, but the reputation of the United States is so bad that, apart from a handful of dealers who want to get rich, very few people come here to trade.

People like Hassan who dare to go out are still too few.

And the things that can be traded are too limited.

So if items just sit there, they’re essentially worthless.

Now Sean Knight is willing to take these items in exchange for photovoltaic power generation equipment.

For the tribe, this is really great news.

So it was settled, the Tribal Elders thought this young man from China was very generous.

Way better than the Americans who came before, and those traders!

After returning to the base, Sean Knight let Zena Fitzgerald act on her own, and he started making phone calls to the people at the photovoltaic power plant.

Aiden Smith, the boss of the photovoltaic power plant, was feeling uncertain at this moment.

The factory had accepted an order from Afghanistan, which gave it a breath of fresh air, surviving amidst the cracks of the big companies.

But, if there was only one such order, the company’s development would still be in trouble.

He couldn’t help but call over Sawyer Turner, the engineer.

"Mr. Sawyer, are you sure? Does that place really have potential?"

Sawyer, who was slightly balding yet actually only 35 years old, nodded confidently and said:

"Boss, I’m telling the truth. Afghanistan’s geography is somewhat similar to our South Frontier, but its level of development is about the same as ours 40 years ago. The local tribes there can basically afford constant electricity."

"They’re so poor, even if there’s market potential, it’s no good if they don’t have money for an invoice. We’re not a charity."

Mr. Smith was quite happy hearing Sawyer’s initial remarks, but his mood soured upon hearing the end.

"Boss, they may not have money, but Mr. Knight does," Sawyer said with a smile, thinking of the Green Jade rough stone sitting at home:

"I think Mr. Knight has a good relationship with the Tribal Elders. When I was installing the equipment, the Elders were watching, and once it was powered, I noticed they were very interested. I think they’ll definitely get Mr. Knight to take care of this."

Mr. Smith’s face brightened after hearing this. However, he immediately grew serious and said:

"We can’t just wait passively like this. We need to take the initiative—right, can we contact Mr. Knight’s family? We should make a visit..."

"The owner of a firm in Urumqi is Mr. Knight’s brother, we could probably think of a way," Sawyer suggested.

As they were speaking, Sawyer’s mobile phone rang.

"Boss, it’s Mr. Knight’s satellite phone!" Sawyer was surprised to see the number and immediately said.

"Quick, answer it!" Mr. Smith was momentarily flustered, "Hurry!"

"Alright, alright, I’m answering!" Sawyer calmed his nerves and answered the phone.

After saying a few words, Sawyer hung up the phone.

Mr. Smith looked at him expectantly:

"How did it go? Was there anything? If there’s anything he asked you to do, get it done no matter what, the company will pay!"

"No... it’s not that," Sawyer swallowed and said: "Boss, Mr. Knight said he needs another seven sets of photovoltaic power equipment, calculated for an area of 3,000 square meters..."

"How much? Seven sets? For real?"

"Of course, at the original price," Sawyer had regained his composure.

"That’s great!" Mr. Smith almost jumped with joy, "Seven sets... our inventory isn’t enough, we need to order more. This price, it’s enough for us to have a good year..."

"So, who will go?" Sawyer said, looking troubled, "That place..."

Mr. Smith looked at Sawyer, smiling, and said:

"Mr. Sawyer, no need to trouble two people for one task. You’re already familiar with Mr. Knight. How about this, you’ll get a 30% increase on your travel allowance for the trouble, how’s that?"

"There are other technicians in the company, why must I go?" Sawyer said uneasily, "My wife even has complaints!"

"Who told you to settle down?" Mr. Smith saw Sawyer was not strongly refusing and knew it could be arranged, so he joked, "Earning a bit more money isn’t a bad thing!"

Sawyer chuckled inwardly but outwardly he pretended to be reluctant:

"Alright, who told me to be honest!"

Sawyer was known as the good guy of the company; the younger ones always teased him.

The last time he went to Afghanistan, everyone thought it was too risky, and in the end, he was pushed to go.

Sawyer also took the risk; only after arriving did he realize that even though the natural conditions were poor, the treatment was very good.

After one trip, besides his travel allowance, he also received some small gifts.

Just that piece of Green Jade was worth over ten thousand!

Items like carpets also held considerable value.

This allowed him to show off quite a bit in front of his wife.

So although he pretended to be troubled, inside he was really happy!

The tribes might be poor, but they still had valuable items!

As long as he did a good job, how could there not be a lot of money?

On one side, Mr. Smith started organizing staff to pack the equipment. On the other, Sawyer said goodbye to his family and boarded a plane to the base.

Having had the experience once before, this time, with the help of team members, Sawyer confidently began installing photovoltaic power equipment for the tribes.

And shipments of supplies kept arriving at the base continuously, serving as payment.

The reputation of the Tribal Elders was now very high—they had managed to give the tribe residents constant electricity, something truly significant for them, an event to be remembered for a lifetime!

So, whether it was the Tribal Elders or the residents themselves, everyone was very cooperative. Quite a few people from the tribe even started working odd jobs along with them to ensure the projects progressed more smoothly and quickly.

Once Sean Knight arranged all this, he ceased to manage the photovoltaic power matters.

Elijah Hastings had been gone for some time. Ever since they arrived in Japan and reported safety, there was no further information. Sean Knight started to worry.

How were they doing now? Had they completed their mission to destroy the enemy’s stronghold? Were they safe?

Finally, five days later, a phone call came from Japan!