Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1152 - 597 Isn’t this exactly my strong suit?

Chapter 1152: Chapter 597 Isn’t this exactly my strong suit?

Sean Knight was curious about why Robert kept making consecutive phone calls, but he wasn’t in a rush and chose to deal with the farmland matters first.

The tasks he had left with Douglas Cooper were now almost sorted out.

In addition, many locals, having heard that the farm wanted to sublease the land for cultivation, came forward to apply proactively.

The local residents nearby could see that this Chinese man, managing a farm with a group of people, was different from the previous Japanese. They didn’t shun the locals; instead, they employed them on a large scale.

What’s more, the pay was good. This resulted in a lot of locals hoping to interact with Sean and his team, and even the previously discontented small farm owners were becoming enthusiastic, hoping to seize this opportunity to make a comeback.

Sean didn’t get involved in the specifics of the cooperation. The farm had recruited a number of management staff, and he only needed to communicate the general direction to them; the rest would be handled by others.

This time out, Leng Ru Bing had performed well, so Sean placed her in a corresponding middle management position—of course, she was supervised, and she was responsible only for suggestions, without the power to make decisions.

Since she was eager to prove her capabilities, he gave her a small platform, which didn’t really cost him anything.

After arranging these affairs and distributing some branches and leaves of the Tree of Life to Elijah and the others, Sean finally returned to his house and called Robert back.

"Sean, it’s becoming increasingly difficult to get in touch with you," Robert’s phone was answered instantly, followed by a bit of complaining, "I feel even the President isn’t as busy as you."

"Making money," Sean chuckled, "I’ve started a farm here and it needs a significant investment. Most of my money is tied up in industrial enterprises; I need a lot of cash.

I’m not like you; I can’t just get valuable information by talking, so you know, I’m quite envious of you, my friend..."

"Sean, no kidding, how many people in the world are richer than you?" Robert didn’t believe Sean’s words; as a person dealing in intelligence and having started businesses with Sean, he paid extra attention to him.

In the past two years, Sean’s assets and profits had shifted from treasure hunting to industrial ventures, owning large gold mines, large oilfields, large coalfields, and now, a large farm to boot.

How many people would be able to outdo him around the world?

Could they be counted on two hands?

Bill, once the richest man in the world, hadn’t acquired as much land as he had!

Robert thought sourly, but then he remembered the business at hand and immediately said to Sean:

"Sean, I have a serious matter to discuss with you, and if you can handle it, many people around the world will want to give you money..."

As he said this, Sean became interested, but he still restrained himself, saying:

"Tell me, what’s it about? I’ll see if I can manage it. As you know, my time is precious and can’t be wasted on pointless matters..."

"Don’t worry," Robert replied, amused and smiling at Sean’s response, but feeling quite touched that Sean could still joke with him in this way given his current status. He explained, laughing, "Once I tell you, you’ll definitely clear your schedule to handle it.

Because it’s about the British National Museum!"

Damn!

Sean instantly perked up; mention that, and I’m wide awake!

Although unable to see Sean’s expression, Robert could guess Sean’s reaction, and said, smiling:

"What do you think? Interested?"

Sean tried to keep his voice calm as he spoke:

"Robert, you’re not telling me about those 2,000 items..."

You’re right, those are the ones," Robert declared with pride. "You know, when I first heard about it, I thought it was a fake message released by those bandits in the museum, trying to feel out the public reaction.

But they probably didn’t anticipate the intense reactions from many countries toward their actions, especially with your country releasing that three-part drama.

Even though it was just a few short minutes, it resonated powerfully with cultural relic enthusiasts from many of the world’s ancient civilizations. As that short film from your country went viral across the globe, it also turned the British National Museum into a laughingstock.

However, the intelligence I received later was that these 2,000 plus items truly disappeared. They literally vanished from the museum’s warehouse, and where they ended up is anyone’s guess.

What the government knows for sure now is that these items haven’t left Great Britain Island; beyond that, they have no clue.

And what I know is that some individuals are already using the dark web to issue notices to those with the strength to buy these items, and who are willing to travel to Great Britain as potential buyers.

Of course, if you buy it, you’re responsible for taking it away. Should anything happen after the purchase, it will have nothing to do with them."

Sean’s first thought was to go there immediately!

His second thought was, could this be a trap?

Or a swindle?

Ever since the war before the recent two, Sean had realized that capitalist countries really don’t stand by their word.

Just look at the recent open sanctions declaration by the Federation against the Chrysanthemum Factory.

Utter hegemony!

I can do it, you can’t. If you try, I’ll sanction you. If I can beat you, I’ll cook up an excuse with laundry detergent to attack you; if I can’t, I’ll call my underlings to block you.