Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 592 - 392: I Predicted Your Prediction Again!

Chapter 592: Chapter 392: I Predicted Your Prediction Again!

When Mr. Hashishita heard Sean Knight’s offer of five hundred thousand, his face instantly turned pale.

He wasn’t an idiot; he knew Sean was determined to get the golden crown.

However, both he and the South Korean knew the value of the item. The Korean’s "withdrawal" wasn’t genuine, it was just a show they were both putting on.

There would be compensation afterward.

But now that Sean suddenly threw out such a high bid, Mr. Hashishita found it a bit exaggerated even though he knew what was at stake.

Nevertheless, he knew the rarity of the golden crown.

So, no matter what, he wanted to fight for it.

After some consideration, Mr. Hashishita finally made a counteroffer:

"Five hundred and fifty thousand!"

Sean Knight nonchalantly raised his bid:

"Six hundred thousand!"

Mr. Hashishita knew he was in trouble. His back teeth were nearly crushed with frustration, but he couldn’t help placing another bid:

"Six hundred and fifty thousand!"

"Seven hundred thousand!"

"Seven hundred and ten thousand..." Mr. Hashishita was running out of steam. His bids changed from increments of fifty thousand to just ten thousand.

Sean remained unflappable:

"Eight hundred thousand!"

"Eight hundred and ten thousand..."

The bidding war continued to escalate as Mikhainov stayed silent on the sidelines, clearly not completely focused on the current situation. He had already signaled to Andrew Petrov to get ready.

When Sean offered a price of one million two hundred thousand, Mr. Hashishita sank into his chair and stopped bidding.

His action meant that he was now out of the competition.

Mikhainov smiled and said:

"One million two hundred thousand for the first time, one million two hundred thousand for the second time, one million two hundred thousand for the third time! Congratulations, Mr. Knight, for winning this pure gold hat - congratulations!"

As Mikhainov spoke, Sean eagerly approached the golden crown, wanting to hold it in his hands.

However, a well-prepared Andrew reached the table ahead of Sean and picked up the crown.

"What’s the meaning of this?" Sean’s face darkened.

Mikhainov hurriedly explained:

"Mr. Knight, here’s the thing. The golden crown has a specially made box for storage. Andrew, here, wanted to show good faith by placing the crown in the box and giving it to you together later!"

Sean didn’t believe a word of it!

How could the Russian be so kind?

But with Mikhainov blocking him, Andrew took the golden crown and walked out.

The security guards intentionally or unintentionally obstructed Sean’s view. After thinking about it for a moment, Sean decided not to interfere.

If they wanted to play tricks, so be it!

The last item up for auction, a Qing Palace cloisonné piece, was eventually taken by Sean for five hundred and eighty thousand dollars.

Mikhainov addressed the remaining items on the table:

"These items all have their original packaging, so please wait a while. Our staff will pack them well and bring them to you. This is just a small token of our courtesy to our guests."

The service seemed thoughtful, so Sean didn’t object.

Mikhainov went over to Sean and said:

"Mr. Knight, could you please allow our staff to take the items you collected earlier for repackaging..."

"No need," Sean waved. "I think it’s better for me to hold onto these items. If you have a packing box, just bring it over. There’s no need to take the items away."

Mikhainov laughed awkwardly and nodded:

"We should have thought of that. Alright then." He turned around and left.

As the auction concluded, it could be said that Sean was the big winner this time.

He didn’t spend a lot of money, but his earnings were definitely not lacking - even greater than what he’d found on several treasure hunts!

Especially that golden crown, a true national treasure!

And it was never meant to leave the country!

Sean planned to return home immediately after getting the crown, find an expert to restore it, and then...

Of course, he’d hide it away!

This treasure was absolutely worth passing down through generations!

As he considered his plans, Andrew, escorted by security, walked in carrying a beautifully crafted, antique phoebe zhennan wooden box.

Upon first glance, the well-aged box appeared to be from the Ming Dynasty - an exceptional piece!

Andrew set the box on the table and opened it to reveal the golden crown to Sean.

Others curiously looked over and saw that, indeed, it was the golden crown from earlier.

"How about that, Mr. Knight, Andrew did a good job, didn’t he?" Mikhainov asked with a smile, a hint of smugness in his eyes.

Kenton Nelson, also relieved to see the intact golden crown, said with a smile:

"Andrew’s handling of this matter is quite acceptable!"

Andrew smiled and said something.

Kenton Nelson quietly reminded Sean:

"He said that you can transfer the money now."

Sean looked at Andrew, then turned to glance at Lincoln Harrington and Douglas Cooper before saying to Andrew:

"Mr. Petrov, you need to bring out the real golden crown before I can pay you. Do you really expect me to cough up the money for this gold-plated art reproduction? Do you think my money just grows on trees?"

Mikhainov’s face changed instantly.

After hearing what Sean said, both the South Korean and the Japanese also changed their expressions - their items had been taken away as well.

At this point, Andrew’s staff brought in the other items, all properly packaged cultural relics, and placed them one by one back on the rectangular table.

Sean picked up the "golden crown" and said with a cold laugh:

"Nice attempt to deceive! This reproduction shows effort, but it’s not made of gold thread, and the craftsmanship is a bit crude. It might fool an amateur, but not us..."