"Really, can farming make you rich?"
"Move aside, I'm going home." Jorge said quietly, being an honest man.
The other party took out a gold pendant from their pocket, it looked quite valuable, and waved it around smugly, "Some people get used but don't know it, working yourself to death here, you can't even buy this little bit of gold all year round."
"Let me tell you, the General... no, Victor, his room is full of gold, the first thing he did when he entered Mexico City was to confiscate the gold and put it in his own little vault, with his money, he could cover the whole of Mexico with it."
Jorge Campos frowned, hearing this from the other party, he was a bit unhappy, "Impossible, stop talking."
Oles Camuster chuckled twice, "People like you are meant to be deceived, Victor is not a good person at all. Giving you land? Ha, it's just to make you a farmer for life, don't you get it? You're all grateful for it, hah, he is the biggest robber, even a rapist!"
"Shut up!!"
