Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 442 - 416: Cheryl Suweton’s Acting Skills_2

Chapter 442: Chapter 416: Cheryl Suweton’s Acting Skills_2

"Mr. Agent, you can leave now, you’re not welcome here!"

"How is this possible..." the agent muttered to himself as he left, still unable to accept the reality.

After a while, the sound of a waiter came from outside:

"Sir, this hotel does not welcome you—please check out and leave!"

Hearing this, Elijah asked:

"Is there a chance that he’ll end up on the streets tonight?"

"This is just the simplest punishment." Cheryl laughed, "The real experience of the royal family’s influence is yet to come!"

Sean suddenly said:

"I heard that European royal families are all related to each other or have really good relationships..."

He didn’t finish his sentence, but his intention was clear.

"Yes." Cheryl nodded, a little proudly, "Queen Victoria is our common ancestor."

"No wonder." Douglas nodded, "So they’re all relatives. Your father makes a statement, and even if the other royal families don’t want to, they have to show some attitude, right?"

"That’s right." Cheryl nodded.

"Alright then." Sean thought for a moment and said, "Elijah and I will go to New York to handle the gold transaction. Lincoln, you stay with Douglas and help Cheryl keep an eye out for anyone interested in buying weapons."

"Alright." Cheryl agreed first, "I’ll contact other buyers to see if anyone can take on this big shipment. If not, I’ll sell them individually! I don’t believe that such good things won’t find a buyer."

The initial agent’s low price had really hurt Cheryl.

Sean just smiled and didn’t comment on this matter.

Sean was already a regular at renting planes, and quickly rented a private jet to fly to New York—with Elijah, the gold, and several boxes of weapons.

Upon arriving in New York, Sean didn’t immediately look for Mr. Smith, but instead hugged Joanna tightly!

Having not been in New York for several months, Joanna had been missing Sean like crazy, holding him tightly and not letting go.

Sean, feeling guilty, caressed her hair and said softly:

"Shall we go to the villa first?"

Outside the airport, Jason was waiting in the F150 Raptor Pickup Truck. A few gang members helped load the items onto the truck and quickly transported them to the villa.

Joanna, holding Sean’s arm, didn’t want to be apart from him for a moment.

Elijah drove without looking sideways, admiring Sean’s seamless coordination skills.

Jason knew Sean had no time to deal with him right now, so after unloading the items at the villa with the help of the gang, he left with them, grinning.

Elijah also knew that the villa was very safe, so he locked the gate and followed Jason out.

It was not until the second day that Sean and Joanna finally separated.

Despite her longing, Joanna was so famished that she couldn’t go on any longer.

Sean got up and cooked some noodles, and they both devoured them before bursting into laughter.

"I really missed you this time you were away. When we were both in New York, a few days apart felt like nothing. But now that we’re so far away, it’s as if we’ve been apart for a century..." Joanna cuddled against Sean’s chest and whispered.

Sean stroked her hair and said quietly, "I missed you too..."

Both of them stopped talking. Joanna listened to Sean’s strong heartbeat and felt extremely happy at that moment.

After a while, Joanna suddenly said:

"By the way, my father came back recently. He’s at home now—the ship fleet situation is basically stable, mainly transporting goods from Asia to America and Europe."

"That’s good, he just needs an experienced person to manage the fleet." Sean said. In his understanding, his future father-in-law Robert only needed to stay at home and coordinate everything.

However, he probably felt that all his assets were invested in the fleet and couldn’t bear not to follow closely.

Now that he had followed this journey a few times, making money and seeing the captain all set, the route and contracts were all in place and fixed. There was no need for him to be personally involved anymore.

Sean Knight met with Kathy Lewis on the third day, and at this time, Joanna Davis had already gone to school.

"You’ve become so tanned after all this time," Kathy examined Sean like she would a younger family member, "and you seem to have lost some weight. Is everyone at home doing well?"

"They are all doing well," Sean smiled and handed her a local handicraft he bought from Sweden, "This is for you. I hope you like it."

"I love it!" Kathy held the painted small wooden horse and looked at it fondly, "It’s really cute! Thank you so much."

After having a meal with Kathy and getting a brief report on the current state of his industries, Sean went to meet with Mr. Smith.

Overall, under Kathy’s supervision and the directors’ management, Sean’s industries were in a stable development phase, providing Sean with a revenue of 50,000 to 70,000 dollars per month.

This was already very impressive.

Although it seemed much less than what he would get from searching for treasure, it was stable and relatively low risk.

With such income, Sean could technically announce his retirement in advance.

Of course, that was only if he was willing to do so.

Mr. Smith was not waiting for Sean inside the counter this time, but rather outside the shopping center.

Sean and Elijah Hastings carried a box together and entered the shopping center.

"Sean, you are truly amazing. The more I get to know you, the more surprises you bring!"

Smith poured tea for Sean and Elijah, using the typical Chinese glass teapot, and it seemed to be good green tea, filling the room with a delicious aroma.

"Mr. Smith, although I appreciate your compliment, I won’t back down when discussing the price later," Sean took a sip of the tea and put the cup down, jokingly.

"No need, as long as you can provide me with such good items on a regular basis, I’m okay with whatever you say," Smith laughed, "Now let me see the lovely little treasure you’ve brought!"

Sean signaled, and Elijah opened the box, taking out a golden brick in front of Smith.

Smith picked up the magnifying glass in his right hand and took the gold brick in his left hand. It felt heavy, and he almost couldn’t hold it, laughing, "It’s quite heavy."

Then he placed the gold brick on the table and carefully examined it.

Although it was called a gold brick, it was only palm-sized, similar to a giant eraser Sean had seen before.

Sean didn’t know the specific method of appraising these things, but he knew they were authentic, which was enough.

Elijah closed the box and stepped out.

Although Sean called him a partner, he still felt his main job was to be Sean’s bodyguard.

When he left, he gently closed the door.

After ten minutes of examining the gold brick, Smith finally put away the magnifying glass and looked up at Sean, asking:

"Is the entire ton like this?"

"Yes," Sean nodded.

"Alright, it’s genuine. The price I mentioned before is valid," Smith nodded. Even though he would make less profit, the large quantity would make up for it. The profit from this deal would be about the same as his annual income.

"Alright, here are the initial 100 kilograms. You can transport the rest to my villa. You can do that, right?"

"Of course," Smith laughed.

Sean finally felt at ease. He then remembered the weapons and asked:

"I also have a large batch of brand new standard firearms used by the Schutzstaffel during World War II. Do you have any channels to sell them?"

"Brand new?" Smith seemed surprised, "It seems you really found the Schutzstaffel’s treasure - congratulations once again!"

He thought for a moment before saying:

"As for the firearms, they should be small arms, right? I need to see samples and contact some of my customers before making a decision."

"Alright, I’ll wait for your news," Sean knew that this was not something that could be hurried.