Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1377 - 672: Favors Matter Abroad Too_Accident 2

Chapter 1377: Chapter 672: Favors Matter Abroad Too_Accident 2

Although it allowed the residents of the small town to make some extra money, that was about it. They wrecked the forests outside the town and caused fights and disturbances both within and outside the town.

However, Peterof had no way to drive them away. Most of these diggers had permits, and they did enable the townsfolk to sell quite a bit of stuff and earn some money, making their lives a bit better.

Peterof wasn’t adept at business, but since there was an opportunity now, he decided to endure it.

He wanted to collect taxes, but those bastards had certificates from the relevant departments and wouldn’t pay him any mind.

Now someone was actually offering a donation to the town, how could Peterof not be surprised?

"How much?" Peterof asked subconsciously.

"A total of 200,000 dollars. Of that, 50,000 for the school, 50,000 for the elderly, and 100,000 for the town itself," Sergei said, "Our boss says he trusts that the Mayor will make good use of the money."

200,000 dollars!

In Russia, which had been sanctioned for so many years, with over 7,000 sanctioned items, this was a substantial sum of money!

Peterof suddenly became anxious.

If he were a brute, maybe he would have recklessly taken the money without any regard.

But as the Mayor, he had to consider the possible consequences of accepting the money.

"What does your boss want?" Winter was coming, and as the Mayor, Peterof truly needed to consider the somewhat dilapidated elementary school, as well as how the elderly in town would get through the winter.

Although Russia’s welfare was decent, it couldn’t cope with the fact that the whole country was out of money!

With these 200,000 dollars, at least for this winter, Peterof could ensure that the elderly and children in town didn’t freeze. Starvation wasn’t an issue either—as long as you were diligent, there was plenty of food around.

"My boss would like to continue excavating here for some time," Lincoln Harrington replied, after Sergei translated. "Also, as you might know, Mr. Mayor, we Chinese people have always believed that if others do not provoke us, we will not provoke them. So, if someone comes to provoke us and we retaliate..."

As Lincoln spoke, Sergei translated.

Peterof understood.

He said with a smile:

"No problem! I understand you Chinese people. I once participated in joint military exercises with your Chinese soldiers! Your cooking class makes good food! Hala Shen!"

Alright, upon hearing this, Lincoln knew that the matter was settled.

"Rest assured, within this town, my word still holds weight. I’ll tell those diggers not to bother you. Of course, if you’re planning any operations, it would be best to let me know in advance," Peterof said, showing he did have principles.

But, not many.

After handing the package with the money to Peterof, Sergei and Lincoln returned to the campground.

After hearing Lincoln’s account and Sergei’s translation, Sean Knight said:

"Since that’s the case, we can’t be stingy either. Later at noon when we cook, add two more dishes and send a portion to the Mayor."

And so, the issue was resolved.

While Lincoln and the others were out handling the matter, Sean had also asked Viola in detail and learned that this Andrew was always roaming around; as for where he was from exactly, she didn’t know either. But he was definitely not from nearby.

Sean also inquired about the team leader and then learned that Andrew was from Moscow! He was once a second-generation rich kid. During the Yeltsin era, his father made a fortune through wheeling and dealing.

But then he was liquidated in the era of the Great Emperor because he was overreaching. Thankfully, the crimes weren’t too severe when compared to the big sharks, so only Andrew’s father was dealt with.

At that time, Andrew was studying abroad at the university. When his family encountered trouble, he returned home. He sold some ancestral properties and assets that hadn’t been seized and became a broker, and by wheeling and dealing once again, he rose to wealth.

However, learning from his father’s cautionary tale, he hired a bunch of people. He didn’t stay in any fixed place; basically, wherever there was money to be made, he’d run there, so his accounts didn’t have a lot of money. But since he had a wide network and money came in fast, and he was willing to pay his subordinates well, he had quite a number of followers.

Knowing this, Sean could rest easy.

For the short term, no one would be troubling him, and by the time his affairs here were settled and others came looking, he would have already left.

With the trouble out of the way, Sean had the camp moved to a different location and planned to continue the excavation.

Peterof acted swiftly. That morning, when Sean’s team determined the site for excavation, there were still some diggers who came to "enjoy the spectacle." By the afternoon, they had all withdrawn.

Once those people left, Sean immediately marked out the range for the team to excavate. The team members were also very enthusiastic, as this essentially was like securing benefits for themselves.

And this "wilderness treasure hunt" model was quite popular. In no time, someone found a bayonet at the root of a small tree.

The team had ten portable metal detectors available, so the bounty quickly piled up.

Sean, meanwhile, strolled around with his hands behind his back.

In fact, he had already pinpointed the location of the Soviet warehouse.

But that warehouse—it was a tough case.

The German Army warehouse, with ample supplies and no worries given they were fighting abroad, had taken whatever was seized for use, so it was built rather well and therefore retained its condition relatively intact.

However, the Soviet warehouse was comparatively rudimentary, made simply of soil, and over the years, it had completely collapsed.