Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 711 - 446: Danger After Parting Ways_2

Chapter 711: Chapter 446: Danger After Parting Ways_2

As for the daily washing, makeup and such, it was all pretty casual.

At that time, the mindset was just that it would be good enough to stay alive.

If it wasn’t for Sean Knight and Lincoln Harrington, at the mountain pass, when the convoy encountered those black men, they might have had to resort to paying them off, and there would be a great chance of being threatened.

Manager Thompson had a gun over there, but it was unclear whether it could be useful - although the company underwent some necessary military training after entering Africa.

But for non-military personnel, such training or, more appropriately, orientation, is more out of curiosity. How much of that training could be remembered when an actual crisis occurred? No one knows.

So, most likely, they would have ended up like those people behind the mountain, being robbed and then... killed.

However, Sean Knight and the others didn’t seem to be alarmed at all by the situation. Instead, they actively confronted it.

Marilyn Reynolds watched it from beginning to end.

Sean Knight and the others probably intended to eliminate the gang from the very beginning, right?

Their intuition was also accurate, as they knew early on that those guys were not real military personnel setting up checkpoints!

Without them, their fate would have been...

Unimaginable!

Looking back now, Marilyn realized that being with them was strangely comforting.

Thinking about it, she and the others who had boarded the warship probably felt the same way, right?

She glanced once more at Lincoln Harrington, who had already taken out a folding table and placed the dishes on it. What had caused such a major change in her high school classmate?

He mentioned in high school that he wanted to be a soldier. She privately laughed at him back then, thinking he must have been influenced by some television program called ’The Assault’.

She also openly advised him to aim for a prestigious university instead.

But who would have thought that he did not only become a soldier, but a Special Forces soldier!

He really did realize his dream!

What about her?

Could she also be considered to have achieved her dream?

But could the knowledge she gained from university be applied in this kind of environment?

That guy Zhao also attended university and was supposedly even a brand-name one, but what could he have done in the circumstance of the checkpoint yesterday?

Marilyn naturally knew that comparing her own situation in this type of environment was actually unreasonable.

But she was currently in such an environment!

"Wendy, the porridge is ready." Sean Knight timely reminded, waking Wendy up. She blushed, hurriedly lowered her head to see the porridge almost spilled over.

"It’s good, it’s good." Lincoln Harrington turned off the portable gas stove’s flame in time, "Here, let me serve it."

The five of them sat around the small table, holding porridge in their hands, eating pie and vegetables. Although it was ordinary, considering the current environment, it was already a luxury no matter how one looked at it.

After having breakfast and packing up, they set off again and soon got a phone signal.

When they took a break in the middle, Sean Knight said to Lincoln Harrington:

"Contact Charles Young and ask him to drive the plane to the airport. We will leave as soon as we get there."

Sean Knight didn’t want any more trouble during the night. The sooner they got out of this place, the better.

Lincoln Harrington acknowledged with a sound and made the call.

Sean Knight, in the meantime, reassured his family of his safety.

Grandfather and parents were still on Big Island where Lana Brown was taking good care of them, which allowed Sean Knight to relax.

Knowing that Sean Knight had already contacted Elijah Hastings and was on the way back, his family members felt relieved too.

After agreeing to meet up on Big Island, Sean Knight hung up the phone.

"Boss, Charles Young has something to say to you." Lincoln Harrington handed the phone over.

"It’s Sean Knight, Charles. Go ahead."

"Boss, I’d like to make a bold suggestion," Charles Young’s voice was a bit hesitant.

"Go ahead, if it makes sense, I’ll listen, otherwise, I don’t think you would even bring it up."

"Over here, I found a few flight crew members - former colleagues of mine. They resigned from their previous jobs because they didn’t want to be involved in any scandals caused by inappropriate behavior from senior management at their old company. Since our plane doesn’t have a crew, I was thinking..."

"How many?" Sean Knight interrupted Charles Young.

"Five."

"Are any of them your significant other, or your daughter-in-law?"

"...Yes. My significant other is one of them."

"Alright, bring them over. However, they will be on probation. I am not sure if they will all be suitable. While I appreciate the gesture, business still needs to be handled professionally. Do you understand?"

"Yes, yes!" There was a surprise in Charles Young’s voice.

He actually didn’t have much hope.

After all, a man like Sean Knight who could afford a Gulfstream plane could easily hire top-notch flight attendants and crew members. Many applicants would love to work for him.

They didn’t have an advantage.

The power was in the hands of others. In the industry, they were already considered blacklisted.

If it weren’t for the introduction of Lincoln Harrington, his trusted comrade in arms, and the fact that Sean Knight wasn’t someone who paid attention to industry insiders’ evaluations, Charles Young wouldn’t have had a chance for a job in the first place.

Now that Sean Knight had agreed, although it was only a probationary period, it was still better than having nothing to do at home.

They couldn’t all just run stalls for a living, right? Those who made big money from stalls were rare; most people were still struggling to make a living.

Tossing the phone back to Lincoln Harrington, Sean Knight started thinking about what they would do once they returned.

"Your boss also owns an airplane?" Marilyn became increasingly confused by this team.

Him owning an airplane was one thing, but the lack of surprise from the rest of the team was another.

Logically, if Sean Knight had his own private plane, even if it was a small one, he’d be considered a rich person, right?