Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1288 - 642

Chapter 1288: 642

If I get discovered, I might end up on a global manhunt.

After all, those people have been hunting the officers of the Swastika Force for decades.

So handing it over to the military might actually be safer.

Sean Knight believed that the military would definitely melt down the gold once they got it.

That would be the equivalent of destroying the evidence.

22.5 tons sounded like a lot, but when spread out, it only covered the space of a basement.

And that was after Sean had thinned out the spread intentionally, fearing it would be too heavy and damage the basement floor.

After placing the gold, the property management of Little District came to visit. They were very well-informed about the new residents moving in.

Through them, Sean ordered a batch of new bedding, planning to rest here tonight.

The property management was very efficient. Before it even got dark, the goods had been delivered, and they even sent two female employees to help Sean make the bed.

The second day, Sean received a phone call from Director Helen, who had basically agreed to his purchase proposal.

Sean was overjoyed.

He immediately told Director Helen the location of his villa.

The implication was clear: the gold was here.

"Your Big Island needs a dedicated pier," Director Helen reminded him, "It’s not good for warships to share the same port with civilian boats. Some things still need to be kept secret. The security requirements are also higher."

"That’s easy," Sean said, having already thought of this when he proposed buying the 052DE. He had already clearly distinguished between public and private areas on the island.

There was a port in his private area, built on a natural harbor, which only needed some necessary expansion to become a new military harbor.

"All right, then. There aren’t any ready-made 052DEs available, but we can allocate one of the two under construction to you. You’ll take delivery in half a year, and you need to get the port ready by then."

"No problem!" Sean immediately replied, "I’ll call right now to get the port expansion started. You can come and get the gold."

"No rush, let’s do it tomorrow," Director Helen said, "I’m just in charge of selling the warship. As for how to deal with those protesters, you’ll have to handle it yourself."

"No need to deal with them," Sean asserted boldly at this point, "The island is mine. I’ll dock whatever I want, however I want!"

Hearing Sean speak with such dominance, Director Helen teased, "I hope you can be just as tough when those countries come to protest."

After thinking it over, Sean made a call to Howard Richardson.

"I’ve got some things to do and won’t be seeking you out in the next two days. Once I’m done here, I need to hurry over to Big Island for some issues. Let me know when you’re going to visit the island, and I will ensure you’re well received," he said.

"Brother Sean, go ahead with your business. Uncle Melvin even said he wanted to have a good drink with you. In that case, I’ll turn him down for you," Howard replied.

"Go ahead and turn it down. I’ve got urgent matters right now. Besides, I’ve just bought a villa in Ocean City and I’ll be coming here often. I’ll visit Uncle Melvin next time," Sean responded.

While saying this, Sean gave Howard the address of the villa.

After hanging up the phone, Sean made another call to Lana Brown to inform her about the port matter.

"You really got it? That’s fantastic! The port won’t be difficult to deal with. We’ve been doing business with quite a few provincial-level construction companies recently. I’ll see which one can take on the port expansion and start the work right away!" Lana exclaimed.

Naturally, Lana also understood that having a missile warship nearby would immensely improve visitors’ sense of security on the island.

To put it bluntly, thanks to the presence of the eight 022 missile boats, any pirate daring to roam around Big Island’s surrounding Sea Territory was either fleeing far away or feeding the fish.

The Guard team members also didn’t want to sit idle and waste their salary. Fighting pirates to earn merit was definitely something they were all eager to do.

However, an 022 is still just a "boat" and not a "warship." It’s useful against small-time pirates, but not enough to deter those big financial groups coveting Big Island.

Now with the warship, those big players were no longer a concern.

On the contrary, they needed to worry about whether we might expand forcefully!

Meanwhile, Howard, having received the address sent by Sean, said to Faye Shelton in wonder:

"Money really does make things happen faster. Brother Sean just outright bought a villa by the Pujiang River—paid in full—and moved in today. That place must cost at least 50 million."

Faye’s eyes widened as she thought about it and then said:

"That sounds about right. Brother Sean didn’t have a home here before, did he? Now that he does, you can meet up with him more often."

"That’s true," Howard nodded.

The next day, Sean waited for Director Helen’s arrival.

After signing the contract, he handed over the gold, relieving himself of a small burden.

While there was still a lot of gold left in the Spatial Realm, getting rid of some was a step in the right direction.

Sean had originally planned to go to Big Island, but then he heard from Brazil that all the grain had been received in the warehouse, and they were asking him what to do next.

What else was there to do?

Sean intended to collect all the new grain directly.

No matter how much of that stuff he had, it was never too much. He had thought about selling the old grain in the Spatial Realm, but changing the packaging was too much of a hassle, so he decided against it.

Since he was going to America, Sean wondered about the location of the Davena family’s warehouses there.

He thought about it and made a phone call to Robert.

This information peddler should know where the Davena family gathers in America, right?

"As far as I know, the Davena family’s main activity in America is centered around New York," Robert unexpectedly knew about the Davena family, which surprised Sean.

"Recently, the Davena family has been hit by a series of incidents. They seem crazy," Robert explained the reason, "It’s rumored that they’ve incurred heavy losses for unknown reasons and are currently looking for the mastermind behind it all."

Sean chuckled to himself; he was the mastermind.

"By the way, Sean, I’ve got a free piece of information for you. Someone’s targeting your grain. You better watch out for your Brazilian grain."

Someone’s targeting my grain?

Are they asking for trouble?