"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:
