Road to becoming the wealthiest: Starting From Treasure Hunting in the Cabinets
Chapter 1088 - 575: Locals Seizing Land? Easy, Sorted!_3

Chapter 1088: Chapter 575: Locals Seizing Land? Easy, Sorted!_3

"Of course, there’s no problem," Sean Knight said, chuckling. "Don’t worry, in a few days when the real auction happens, I’ll give you a piece as your own land. You guys will get some too," he added, pointing at Elijah Hastings and the others. "However, of course, I’m not expecting you to farm it. We are from Xinjiang, and naturally, farming will be fully mechanized, with the harvest belonging to you. Whether you want to farm it yourself or sell it is up to you.

But if you choose to sell, then you can only sell to me."

"No problem, no problem at all!" Douglas Cooper was the first to jump out in agreement, raising both hands enthusiastically. "Then I’m part of the landowning class too! A landlord!"

Elijah Hastings and Lincoln Harrington were also smiling, clearly pleased.

Just as they reached the parking lot, a group of people suddenly blocked their way.

Inside the office building, in Duterte Rogers’ office, his assistant asked, puzzled:

"Why go after them and cause trouble when we’ve already taken their money?"

"Those outsiders have plenty of money; who else should we go after?" Duterte tapped the stack of cash Sean Knight had given him. "I am doing this for their own good. If they can’t handle this, they shouldn’t bother farming here. Better to sell the land and leave early.

Do you think going to the village to farm is easy? Are those farmers easy to deal with? If they aren’t capable, going there would be useless!"

"Hand over the money, and get out of our country!" the leader of the locals said menacingly while holding a knife.

"That’s right! Fork over the money, or we’ll break your legs!" another chimed in.

There were no onlookers around; anyone who saw what was happening from a distance had already run away.

"Alright then," the group looked at each other and laughed, then Sean Knight reached into his pocket.

The robbers looked at each other—were they really this cowardly?

"And leave your car behind too!" the leader immediately became more greedy.

Sean Knight pulled out a silenced gun from his side.

Douglas Cooper was stunned. How did the boss fit such a long gun in there?

The group of men was also stunned: what’s this all about?

Although guns aren’t banned in Brazil, there are strict regulations for carrying them. Ordinary people couldn’t possibly get a gun!

"It’s fake, right?" one of the robbers with a knife muttered.

Sean Knight felt the need to prove it and shot the man in the leg!

"Bang!"

"Ahh!" The man immediately dropped his knife, clutched his leg, and fell to the ground screaming.

Sean Knight didn’t play favorites and shot each one.

Then the group got into the car and left.

It was a while before anyone dared to approach the scene, but instead of helping the screaming men, they stole their wallets and knives!

It has to be said, these areas can be rather chaotic!

Duterte Rogers only learned of the happening late into the night.

He was stunned for a while before he could say:

"Indeed, they are ruthless!"

Another day passed.

The inhabitants of the town already knew that a new group of people had moved into the courtyard, and those people were still the masters of the land.

Sidney Roberts sulkily planned to go to the city to find work.

The girl was still comforting him—she felt that these newcomers weren’t as strict, at least those who snuck in to steal things weren’t punished like before.

Looking into the girl’s beautiful eyes, Sidney decided to trust him one more time.

After another day, two hundred team members arrived in town.

"Okay, now, Mary Powell, you can take your team and put up these pamphlets in the six towns," Sean Knight began assigning tasks. "Especially in inns and dining halls, you must post a lot and explain to the locals that we are here to farm and will hire locals to work.

Also, make sure to stay safe."

Mary Powell looked at the group of men in camouflage, who were without military rank but exuded an air of authority as if they were the real deal.

And since these men all had guns, she wasn’t scared at all.

Let’s go!

My day has finally come!

The arrival of so many yellow-skinned Huaxia people in the small town became a major topic of discussion in the bars.

"Sidney, have you heard? Those Huaxia people have posted announcements saying they want to hire locals to work for them, offering wages not lower than those in the city jobs!"

Sidney was engaged in a heartfelt conversation with the female waitress when he heard this and looked both surprised and a little annoyed:

"How could that be? The wages offered by the Japanese are already high, but still not as high as those in city jobs. I’ve checked, and although living costs are higher in the city, the wages are higher too. How could farming here possibly pay more than city jobs?"

"They’ve already put up the posters outside; people were explaining them here just before you came. They said they’re not just hiring tractor drivers, but also short-term workers for tasks like weeding or setting up irrigation systems. I’m actually considering going!"

"I’m thinking about it too, and I plan to call my son back from the city," another drinker said, "It’s not safe in the city either. My son told me that several of his co-workers bumped into city hoodlums—two were injured, and one went missing. It’s too dangerous there!"

After finishing their conversation, the people in the bar paid for their drinks and left to discuss the issue with their families.

Only Sidney remained, still sharing his thoughts with the waitress:

"I’m going to give it a try. If the wages aren’t high, then I’ll go work in the city. Once I get settled there, I’ll bring you over..."

But the waitress shook her head:

"I won’t leave; you should stay and work here. I’ve checked online, these Huaxia bosses are more reliable than the Japanese ones. At least since they’ve come, the things they’ve done are much better than what the Japanese did.

Despite their politeness, those Japanese did things in private that are really detestable!"

Seeing the girl he admired saying this, Sidney became intrigued.

"So I should... give it a try?"

"Go sign up now," she said, "There aren’t many skilled tractor drivers in the town, but if you’re too late, someone else might reserve the job, and you’d be at a disadvantage."

"Don’t worry!" As soon as it came to this, Sidney brimmed with confidence, "No one in the town can match my skill!"

Before long, a steady stream of people began signing up at the large courtyard.

Meanwhile, in another small town, Mary Powell was facing a challenge!