Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 374 - 281: Coming to the Door_2

Chapter 374: Chapter 281: Coming to the Door_2

The bald auctioneer also recognized Sean Knight and greeted him before introducing the first container with his assistant:

"This container comes from Spain, the Customs Declaration states it contains furniture. We will open the container for you to have a minute to observe, but don’t cross the line..."

After finishing his remarks, the auctioneer instructed his assistant to cut the lock off the container and opened the iron gate.

Everyone became too preoccupied with observing the furniture inside the container to continue chatting with Sean.

Sean glanced at the furniture—some pieces were covered, while others were exposed.

He knew there were some valuable rosewood furniture hidden inside, regarded as expensive furniture worldwide, and concealed from view.

Some bidders may be able to guess that, but Sean only watched.

There would be even better things later.

However, as soon as the auctioneer started, Sean’s mobile phone rang.

Seeing it was Mr. John’s number, Sean was puzzled, but guessed that there might be a pending business deal.

Usually, Mr. John would not call him, so there must be a reason for this call.

Answering the phone, Mr. John’s voice came through:

"Sean, where are you?"

"I’m at the freight yard," Sean immediately replied, "If you need something, I can come over right away."

"Then you should come. I want to introduce you to a customer who’s interested in buying something you have."

After hanging up, Sean took only two steps before his phone rang again.

It was Joanna Davis.

Sean answered and began:

"Dear, have you finished class?"

"I have, just taking a break. When I was watching videos on my phone, I saw someone had uploaded a clip of you, and

the focus was on the Battle Skirt you chipped out from the plaster statue, claiming it’s very similar to a specific antique..."

Sean was somewhat surprised and asked:

"Are there many people watching this video?"

"Yeah! It already has over 200,000 views and more than 10,000 comments. Many people are saying you’ve struck it rich! Some even claim to be the owner of that Battle Skirt and want to come to retrieve it..."

Joanna naturally said the latter part with a smile. After all, in the container auction, if one didn’t claim their items in time, they were automatically forfeited.

Sean paid no heed to that, the important thing was the wide reach of the video.

The number of views for international videos differed from China. Considering all countries globally, China has the most mobile phone users.

Videos with over a hundred million views are almost exclusively from China.

In other countries, several hundred thousand or even a million views were considered viral.

He guessed that the reason Mr. John introduced him to this customer was likely because of the Battle Skirt.

While chatting with Joanna, Sean walked towards the Seven Axes Pub.

Elijah Hastings and the other two bodyguards immediately stepped forward to protect him. The surrounding was too complex, and they didn’t want their boss to encounter any trouble.

Jason Caldwell understood Sean had other matters to attend to, but having Sean present for the day had attracted enough attention. Besides, given Sean’s current identity, it wasn’t suitable for him to stay and bid in the containers with others.

Sean’s departure brought joy to Madden and some other bidders.

Sean was famously lucky, and although he hadn’t participated in container auctions at the port for a long time, his reputation remained.

It was like the saying, "One may leave the country, but legends of him still remain."

As long as Sean was around, there should be good items in the containers.

Now that Sean suddenly left, Mr. Madden and the others were naturally happy—there were good things, and one less strong competitor, which meant one more chance to make it big.

Unaware of their thoughts, Sean arrived at the Seven Axes Pub.

There were a lot more people in the pub than before, making it more lively.

Sean instructed Elijah and the other two bodyguards to find a table to sit down, and he went to the counter.

Mr. John saw Sean Knight coming and said with a smile,

"You’ve been making quite a splash lately. Even someone like me who rarely checks their mobile phone has heard about it."

He paused, then said with a sigh,

"You really are a lucky guy."

Sean smiled,

"I do feel fortunate too. Especially here..." He looked around the bar and said, "My best fortune comes from this place."

Though he didn’t say it explicitly, John was clearly amused by Sean’s words, and he replied,

"I feel the same way. Good luck seems to come from this pub for me too."

He pointed at a white man in his thirties sitting in the corner and said,

"That’s Torris Connor from England. His father is an old friend of mine, a successful businessman who once ran a multinational trading company.

Now, Torris’ father Gurn has retired and handed the company over to him. He usually flies between the UK and the US for business. This time he came to me, hoping to buy that golden battle skirt from you..."

Sean thought to himself, "So that’s it!"

But he hadn’t gotten it appraised yet!

He told John about this.

"When you were chipping away at the plaster statue, someone took a video. Torris had someone professionally enhance the video in high definition, then got experts to appraise it. According to the experts he consulted, it is likely a cultural relic from over 3000 years ago. It’s from the same era and style as the Molde Gold Shawl in the British Museum."

John then asked Sean,

"You know about the gold shawl, right?"

"I just learned about it yesterday," Sean answered honestly. "I still have a lot to learn."

"That’s good," John said with a smile. "You’re very honest. But there’s no need to feel inadequate. No one can be a master of everything, not even a deity. By the way, you seem different today. Did you have some new gains? I mean, besides the battle skirt?"

Sean nodded with a grin.

Sean didn’t go into details, and John knew not to pry in this kind of situation. He smiled approvingly and said, "Sean, you really are quite lucky! But it also has to do with your character. I know you’re a good person, so keep it up! Alright, go and talk to Torris. He’s worth billions, so he has enough money to buy that battle skirt."

Sean asked,

"And you’re getting a commission, right?"

"Of course."

"I see," Sean laughed. "As long as the price is right, I’ll definitely sell. But if I can push the price up a bit more, I won’t let that opportunity slip by."

There were only two such items in the whole world, and one of them was pieced back together from fragments—and it wasn’t even complete.

Naturally, he would want to make a hefty profit from this intact piece in his hands.

Sean walked over and sat down across from Torris.

"Mr. Knight, how are you?" Torris had noticed Sean as soon as he appeared.

Sean’s face had been shown in the video of the golden battle skirt, so naturally, Torris could recognize him.

As soon as Sean sat down, Elijah Hastings and the other two joined him nearby.

Sean had already noticed that the two burly men in black suits sitting at the table next to Torris were probably his bodyguards.

"Mr. Connor, how are you?" Sean greeted. "I heard you’re interested in the golden battle skirt?"

"Yes," Torris didn’t expect that Sean would be so straightforward. He hesitated for a moment before answering.

"Are you sure it’s from the same era as the Molde Gold Shawl?" Sean asked curiously. "You haven’t even seen the actual item."

"I consulted renowned historians from my country and staff from the British Museum after watching the video," Torris said frankly. "Of course, I could also say that I’m not sure about the item. But we’re both prominent figures, so there’s no need to resort to underhanded tactics, right?"

Sean didn’t expect Torris to be so candid and nodded,

"That’s true. Well, let’s talk about the price now, shall we?"

"Actually, I’d still like to see the item first. I invited you here today to get to know you and to ask if you’re willing to sell it. Now that I know you’re willing, shall we find a more formal setting and environment to discuss this transaction?"

"Of course," Sean agreed with a nod.