Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1106 - 581

Chapter 1106: 581

Sean Knight’s eyes lit up. Right, why must it be the military?

"So, Mr. Mitchell, I understand," Sean said. "Can I increase the recruitment of veterans? After all, supporting the re-employment of veterans is something our country strongly encourages, isn’t it?"

"This is your company’s private matter, and I have no right to interfere," Kyle Mitchell replied. "But personally, I am very supportive.

Our veterans have learned a lifetime of skills in the army but when they return to society, aside from becoming security guards, there are few options that match their expertise. To put it bluntly, heroes have no scope to utilize their abilities.

Now that they are with you, they have the chance for a second spring, which is beneficial both for them and for you."

"Then I’m clear on that," Sean acknowledged with a knowing look. "However, just having people is not enough. Without some impressive hardware to keep the peace, I’m not confident. Plus, don’t they need recognition?"

"What’s there to worry about?" Kyle laughed. "The Northern Airshow just ended recently. I’ll send you their catalog. With your current finances, isn’t it just a matter of what you want to buy?"

"Big toys like the West Wind Express?"

"Don’t even think about it!" Kyle outright refused. Joking apart, that stuff was a Kingdom Defender, not something that can be handed over easily, can it?

"But there’s a Number Three not far from me, right? Can’t I just buy at that price?" Sean jokingly said.

"It’s not the same, times have changed. The country was in a unique situation back then. Now we are not short on money... "

"But now I can increase our country’s influence!" Sean was aware of his advantage. "We don’t need to keep a low profile anymore, right?"

"Even so, it’s not possible. The impact is too big." Kyle said with determination. "Actually, if you get a few more West Wind Express units, that would be enough for your little country to have significant sway in the area."

"The West Wind Express is still a bit lacking..." Sean pondered, "I need a few sets of the Red Flag HQ-9 foreign trade version, and if there are short to medium-range surface-to-surface missiles, I could use some as well..."

"Mr. Knight, have you lost your mind?" Kyle was on the verge of cursing. "If I gave them to you, I bet by tomorrow all the world’s news would speculate whether China intends to take over the Middle East!"

Sean chuckled.

"Actually, they would be glad if we sent people over..."

"Now is not the time. Don’t be too greedy. I’ll approve what I can give you. Some items, even if I request approval from my superiors, just can’t be approved..."

"Then why don’t you try asking?" Sean suggested playfully. "Think about it, I’ve already solved the employment issue for over a thousand veterans. Next, I plan to hire several thousand more."

"Alright, I’ll try," Kyle was somewhat exasperated dealing with Sean. "But don’t get your hopes up too high. Right now, domestic attention is focused on the East."

"Fine, as long as you report it. I’m going to make the phone calls to recruit now. By the way, can I buy several thousand sets of active-duty equipment, including uniforms, from you?"

"Scram!"

After hanging up the phone with Kyle, Sean imagined the other’s frustrated expression and he laughed to himself.

"What’s got you so happy?" Aria asked.

"Your brother’s talking about our garrison. We can’t openly station troops, but I can recruit a bunch of veterans," Sean explained. "I want to use active-duty equipment. It might not be active service, but at least the combat strength won’t be weak."

"Is that... okay?" Aria wasn’t quite sure.

"Don’t worry, it’ll definitely be able to protect your country," Sean assured confidently.

A knockoff version of the PLA could sweep through a large part of Africa, what more the real deal?

The Chinese army’s set, the armies of the whole world, including West Point, all study it, but SHAME they can only study, they cannot learn.

It’s not something of the same dimension, without thousands of years of backbone supporting it, can it hold up?

Kyle hung up the phone and wasn’t actually as flustered as Sean imagined.

The call was on speaker, with an assistant recording the content. These conversations needed to be reported.

"Director, he’s already recruited over a thousand veterans. Are we really letting him continue?" the assistant asked.

"Let him recruit!" Kyle retorted. "Why not? If it weren’t a critical time, I would suggest to the superiors that we directly convert an infantry battalion and send them all to his side!"

"Why would that be? Wouldn’t that create an unstable element?" the assistant was puzzled.

"Do you know how much money those security personnel, our veterans who went to work for him, send back home each month?"

"How much?" the assistant inquired. "Several million?"

"Several million? Heh, it’s 20 million! At least! Doesn’t our country want to stimulate domestic demand? The common people need money to do that, right? Those 20 million sent back home, how much domestic demand would that stimulate? He’s planning to recruit even more people, so of course, we’re happy, aren’t we?"

"So we’re that confident in him?" the assistant was still a bit uncertain.

"What’s there to worry about? If you had seen his file, you wouldn’t say that. Do you know? He has three people with him, considered his assistants.

All three come from our country’s special forces! Do you realize what treasures he’s salvaged from abroad with just these three people? National Treasures, you know? The kind that can be put into a museum and given a whole exhibition! At least ten items!

And do you know how much good stuff he’s brought back home since he started recruiting veterans? A lithium mine! High-quality coal mines! And now there’s an addition of a hundred-million-ton Large Oilfield! Do you grasp the concept? His industry alone could easily support the economy of a prefecture-level city!

A few days ago in Brazil, he acquired 100,000 hectares of land for agriculture! With his habits, the food produced will definitely not be sold abroad at high prices; it’s bound to be shipped back home.

Not to mention all the things he’s done in Japan... We suspect that deep down...

Forget it, some things are too sensitive. If it weren’t for his Identity and the environment he’s in, the high-ranking leaders were planning to meet with him! They know about his file! Otherwise, do you think I’d be talking to him on the phone with you taking notes right beside me?"

This time, the assistant fell silent.

The information was shocking enough.

"Alright, get the Record of the conversation ready, I’ll go report to the superiors. Whether they agree or not, at the very least, the leaders should be aware of his intentions. Also, if you still have good connections in the old Troop, feel free to recommend them. It might be dangerous over there, but the pay is definitely good!"

Then, during that year’s veteran season, veterans of some special forces were given one more option for their post-service lives.