Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1027 - 555 How to Return This Favor?_2

Chapter 1027: Chapter 555 How to Return This Favor?_2

Not long after the phone call, Lincoln Harrington came to knock on the door.

"Boss, Captain Hastings and his team have also settled their matters," said Lincoln Harrington. "We’ve secured the oil field—mainly by dealing with the Japanese staff left there, including the superintendents, technical directors, and the security captain. The other workers and security personnel are locally recruited, so they are still there.

We’re just waiting for us to go over now. By the way, Captain Hastings also said that due to the lack of command from the Chrysanthemum Organization’s headquarters, they’ve accumulated a lot of crude oil recently, which is still stored there, waiting to be transported.

This time, it has become our spoils of war as well."

"That’s really great," Sean Knight’s brows relaxed. This was essentially the last piece to add to his oil field territory.

"Send a copy of the procedures over there, let them stabilize those workers first. Once we wrap up things here, we’ll go handle the rest."

Lincoln Harrington went to take care of things, while Sean Knight received a call from Amina Wilson, who said the princess wanted to meet him somewhere.

Sean Knight was somewhat surprised, but since Amina said a car was already waiting for him downstairs at their hotel, he let Lincoln Harrington know with a word and went "solo" to the meeting.

A stretch luxury car was waiting downstairs, and next to the car, besides Amina, was a female bodyguard.

"Mr. Knight, please get in the car," Amina gestured with a bow.

With the hotel doorman looking on in surprise, Sean Knight got into the car.

To his surprise, Princess Aliya was also inside the car.

Upon seeing Sean Knight, Aliya said with an apologetic tone:

"So many matters to handle, I never expected Ibrahim to embezzle so much, delaying so many things..."

Although she said that, the excited expression on Aliya’s face showed that she clearly enjoyed the feeling.

However, it made sense. For a country born on oil with such generous welfare treatment, although she sacrificed quite a lot of freedom due to her position in the royal family, her concept of money probably wasn’t all that clear.

On the other hand, the thrill brought by power was likely clearer.

The car door closed and started to move forward gently; Sean Knight took out a jewelry box and said to Aliya:

"Princess, this is a gift I’d like to give you. I hope you will accept it."

He didn’t mention Aliya’s help to him; his intuition told him that not speaking of it felt better than bringing it up.

Aliya joyfully accepted the box Sean Knight handed her and said:

"Thank you!"

She opened the box and let out an exclamation upon seeing the elegant jewelry inside:

"How beautiful!"

Aliya was knowledgeable about these items and recognized at first glance that the jewelry set was precious.

She looked up at Sean Knight, and the words of refusal she had prepared were swallowed back.

"Thank you, I really like it!"

The genuine fondness in her eyes showed she meant it, and Sean Knight nodded with satisfaction:

"I’m glad you like it."

Aliya took out the jewelry to admire it for a moment, then placed it back in the jewelry box and hugged it close to her chest, saying to Sean Knight:

"Mr. Knight, we’ll go to the King’s Palace later, and I want you to meet my brother."

"Abdullah?" Sean Knight was somewhat surprised, "The Crown Prince?"

"Yes," Aliya said with a sweet smile. "My brother knows about you. You’re a celebrity now."

Sean Knight didn’t expect Aliya to take him to meet her brother, which was indeed a surprise.

But since he was already in the car, he might as well meet him.

"You’re not upset with me, are you?" Aliya, seeing Sean Knight silent, thought he might be unhappy and asked tentatively, "If you don’t want to meet, I can call my brother right now and cancel this meeting..."

"No, no need," Sean Knight knew Aliya’s intentions; to develop an oil field in this country, it was essential to deal with local bureaucrats.

If he could establish a connection with Abdullah and gain some rapport, it would make future ventures much smoother.

At the very least, the local bureaucrats wouldn’t find it so easy to cause him trouble.

Aliya was considering his best interests, an act of kindness, so how could he possibly refuse?

The luxury car quickly entered the King’s Palace, and soon Sean Knight met the reform-minded Crown Prince.

Abdullah was very handsome—or it could be said, many princes in the Middle East are exceptionally good-looking.

Sean Knight understood the scrutiny in Abdullah’s gaze towards him.

Probably the prince also thought he was wooing his sister, right?

In that moment, Sean Knight felt quite awkward.

After Aliya introduced Sean Knight and Abdullah, Abdullah found an excuse to send her away.

"Mr. Knight, I’m very pleased that you’ve come to invest in our country," Abdullah’s scrutiny faded from his eyes, replaced by calmness:

"I’ve heard about what you did in Afghanistan; setting aside religious issues, at least in terms of business cooperation, you have truly implemented the ’win-win’ approach, and that’s very commendable."

Sean Knight nodded; at least from this standpoint, this Abdullah seemed reasonable. He wouldn’t be like some fanatics who, as soon as religion was involved, would insist on black-and-white judgments and force people to take sides.

Sean Knight said with a smile:

"As a qualified merchant, it’s right to gain benefit for oneself as well as provide benefit to partners, meeting mutual needs."

"That’s why I’m confident about you developing our oil fields," said Abdullah. "I’m very interested in your country’s One Belt One Road initiative. It’s just that due to our country’s different national conditions, our participation hasn’t been high..."