Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1028 - 555: How Do I Return This Favor?_3

Chapter 1028: Chapter 555: How Do I Return This Favor?_3

Sean Knight understood what Abdullah meant.

After all, this was an energy-rich country with very high welfare, qualifying as a developed nation.

Also, being a religious country, some policies were relatively conservative, so while there was interest in the One Belt One Road policy, the likelihood of a high degree of participation was not great.

"In fact, looking at the achievements made by the One Belt One Road policy so far, you can totally get involved," Sean Knight said. "After all, energy is finite. Just like how Nauru became impoverished after its bird droppings were exhausted, oil is a non-renewable resource, and one day it will run out..."

Hearing Sean Knight’s words, Abdullah’s eyes sharpened, examining Sean closely.

This was a well-known issue. Many people either dared not face it or preferred not to think about it, living from one day to the next.

But as a Crown Prince eager to change the face of his nation, Abdullah truly hoped for an economic transformation.

It was just that, at present, he had not found an appropriate breakthrough nor had anyone provided him with a clear and promising plan.

Sean Knight did not continue. Abdullah had indirectly helped him, which was why he spoke up.

If the other party was genuinely interested, he wouldn’t mind discussing it further. But if the other party was all talk or still wary of him, then the conversation would end there.

At this moment, Aria Wilson came in with the maid-servants carrying fruit, and seeing that her brother and Sean Knight were not talking much, she asked curiously,

"What are you guys thinking about? Come on, have some fruit!"

"Sure, let’s have fruit." Abdullah snapped out of his previous state and, laughing, invited Sean Knight, "Mr. Knight, please."

There was a wide variety of fruits, some that Sean had seen before and others that were new to him. He casually picked up a piece of melon skewered on a silver pick and started eating.

Hmm, come to think of it, it really didn’t taste as good as the ones eaten right in the melon fields. Of course, actually, it was still not bad.

"Mr. Knight, if I were to ask for your advice, do you have anything you could teach me?" Abdullah suddenly asked.

"If you want me to speak freely, indeed, there are ways," Sean said after setting aside the skewer,

"Your country has many deserts, and only a small portion where people live is oasis. This actually represents a waste of resources or an inadequate utilization.

I don’t know if you’re aware, but in recent years, our country has had very successful experiences in controlling desertification..."

Though Sean had not seen them firsthand, the satellite images comparison, the methods of using grass grids to control desertification, and reports about planting rice in desert saline-alkali soils were unlikely to be all fake.

So, could these methods be tested in this country as well?

"Also, Dubai has taken the path of creating man-made wonders in the service industry; it’s very famous worldwide now, and many wealthy people spend their money there.

You could thoroughly exploit your domestic tourism resources, such as relics, wonders, and tourism projects related to local culture and customs—of course, these are just my offhand remarks.

As for specifics, of course, you would need experts or a trip to the various locations to gather some specific data."

Sean was speaking off the cuff, but at least the planting of grass and trees in the desert was definitely feasible.

If those desertification heroes could manage it through self-reliance, then why couldn’t it be done here with such wealth? If necessary, just bring in a group of people from home, pay them high wages, and within three to five years, you’re bound to see results.

Abdullah listened to Sean’s words, his brows furrowing, but he didn’t speak.

"Mr. Knight, is what you’re saying true? Can trees and grass really grow in the desert?" Aria was very surprised.

Sean thought, it’s better to let the facts speak for themselves.

He took out his mobile phone and quickly pulled up some data and images to show the two royal family members.

"It’s really true!" Aria exclaimed in surprise.

Abdullah, looking at the comparison images, was also moved.

Put bluntly, even if they did nothing else and just turned the desert into an oasis, that alone could change many aspects of the country!

"If you are really interested, you can send people to see it on-site," Sean said. "This is common knowledge in our country and not a secret at all."

"I will consider it," said Abdullah, obviously more enthusiastic, "Well, let’s talk about the Oil Field issue today. If there are any difficulties, you can contact my assistant.

Even without the connection to Aria, we will protect the interests of investors."

Sean laughed.

How could they not consider Aria’s connection?

If that truly didn’t matter, would Abdullah even know who he was? Even if he knew, would he offer him any face?

Obviously not!

Of course, Sean took note of this favor. If Abdullah were genuinely looking to change his country’s direction, Sean wouldn’t mind lending a hand.

With such a vast country as China and such a long history, there were plenty of precedents for him to draw upon and learn from.

Afterward, both sides had a pleasant exchange about everyday life, and at the end, with Aria watching reluctantly, Sean was taken back to the hotel in a luxury car.

This time, a fairly good relationship was preliminarily established, and Sean even got Abdullah’s assistant’s contact information; if there ever was an issue, he could go straight to the Crown Prince.

Sean planned to visit the Oil Field the very next day.

After all, although the Oil Field was technically his now, not taking a look wouldn’t satisfy his curiosity, nor make him feel completely at ease.

He had a feeling that this matter would not simply settle down so easily.

However, early the next day, seeing the disguised Aria Wilson at the Entrance, Sean felt a headache coming on.