Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1166 - 601: Just like how you can’t stand me yet can’t do anything about it! _3

Chapter 1166: Chapter 601: Just like how you can’t stand me yet can’t do anything about it! _3

Kathy Lewis was taken aback, and just as she was about to say something, Sean Knight interrupted her:

"You take one million dollars. That’s what you deserve. I will talk to Jason Caldwell about the bonus on his end and have him deduct it from his earnings next month."

Kathy’s expression changed again, she sighed deeply, nodded, and then said suddenly:

"If your Uncle were here... he wouldn’t do it like you."

"The biggest mistake my Uncle made," Sean Knight said seriously, "was not recognizing the nature of his relationship with you."

Kathy lowered her head.

"Aunt Kathy," Sean Knight’s voice softened significantly, "live happily, for life is not long... You’re welcome to visit China for tourism when you have the time."

"Mm." Kathy didn’t say anything more.

After staying in the villa for one day, the second day, Sean Knight and Joanna Davis went to the port together.

Joanna did not go to the freight yard but returned to her office—as she said, she didn’t want to see so many people. The place was too crowded with different types of people.

Sean Knight didn’t understand at first, but after he arrived, he realized indeed...

Sean Knight wasn’t quite clear where the nine freight yards were, but the original freight yard had been completely transformed by Jason Caldwell into a gigantic container auction house.

There were at least three cargo container auctions happening at the same time on-site, and the number of onlookers or participants was at least in the hundreds!

On the periphery, many people were taking selfies or live broadcasting with their mobile phones, and some security staff were maintaining order.

Sean Knight even spotted thieves searching for opportunities.

From time to time, a thief would be caught by security staff, beaten up, and then driven out of the freight yard.

He gave up the idea of going in to look for Jason and pulled out his phone to make a call.

"Bosuns, you’re back?" Jason Caldwell’s surprised voice came through, "Where are you? I’ll come to you!"

"You’re smart, I’m at the entrance to the auction house. How about you?"

"I’m at another yard, but I’ll come over right now, five minutes!"

Jason Caldwell arrived quickly, and when he got there, he was still out of breath.

To Sean Knight’s surprise, although Jason Caldwell was now wealthy, his physical fitness had actually improved and was far superior to that of ordinary people.

Sky Eye detected that Jason Caldwell still had a gunshot wound, which made him wonder, was it really that dangerous?

"Bosuns, let’s go to my office. It’s too crowded and disordered out here," Jason said, "I never expected you to come back at this time..."

Once they reached Jason’s office, Sean Knight found it furnished quite simply.

"Bosuns, let me report the situation here to you..." Jason was somewhat excited, obviously wanting to share his success with Sean Knight.

"Alright," Sean Knight said, not letting Jason stop just because he had already received a report from Kathy. Sometimes being a good listener to one’s subordinates is an art of leadership.

"We have nine yards now, which Ms. Kathy must have already told you about," said Jason, grinning broadly, "currently, nearly one-third of the port’s container auctions are taking place right here. The daily income is substantial..."

"And very dangerous, right?" Sean Knight suddenly interrupted him. "You’ve been injured?"

"Yes." Jason felt that everything about him was transparent before his boss, "A group of Latin-descent guys wanted a share of the yard’s profits. I told them to get lost, and they ambushed me...

Fortunately, I was prepared. Even though I got hurt and lost two brothers, none of their seven men escaped, thanks in part to the help from your old friend Police Chief Paul."

If Paul was still the Director here, then these matters would indeed be easier to handle.

"Keep it low-key," Sean Knight said. "Next month, you take a million. By the way, how are your siblings doing?"

"They’re doing well. I sent two of my brothers to school," Jason said, his face lighting up at the mention of his family, "Freya wants to go to school too, but there’s no suitable place for her age, so I hired her a home teacher. By the way, Bosuns, would you like to come to my house for dinner? I think they would be very happy?"

"Sure," Sean Knight smiled, "but it has to be at night, I need to visit Mr. John and Paul."

"And the brothers’ bonuses..." Jason asked, grinning.

"I’ve already spoken to Ms. Kathy," Sean Knight stood up and said, "she’ll get finance to transfer them to you."

"Mm-hm, that’s great! I’ll let the brothers know this great news later! Let them know that we have a good Bosuns!"

Sean Knight arrived at Mr. John’s Seven Axes Pub.

Mr. John was still behind the counter, and because of some energy absorption, he didn’t seem to have aged.

However, there were more unfamiliar faces among the seated drinkers, and several of the old alcoholics were no longer there.

"Sean? You’re here, that’s rare!" John said cheerfully, "I heard you’ve become a billionaire, I thought you had forgotten me..."

"How could that be?" Sean Knight stepped forward and hugged Mr. John. "It’s just that I’ve been quite busy lately."

"Robert told me, he’s made another deal with you. But I heard you earned even more, so I won’t scold him for it." John poured a glass of wine for Sean Knight, "Have you seen Joanna and Jason? Although the economy has been down, things have been good at their end."

"Jason’s place is indeed lively," Sean Knight always felt something off in John’s tone. He knew that if there was any trouble, it would definitely be at Jason’s end. He said, "I plan to see Paul later."

"Mm, I’m relieved that you care. Even though the freight yard might not mean much to you now, there are still a lot of people there who have been with you from the start. Even for their sake, you should sort out the problems properly."

"Mr. John, you worry too much," Sean Knight took out the gift he had brought for him, a rustic gemstone cane from ancient India, "Take this and enjoy life!"

"Hmm, not bad at all!" Mr. John was very fond of the cane with its Eastern charm, "Since you gave it to me, I’ll accept it."

After chatting for a while and joking with some familiar drinkers, Sean Knight went to find Paul.

He felt that from Paul, he might be able to get some real information.