I was a general in South America

Deep in the rainforest, the car headlights resembled two ghostly flames, flaring erratically left, right, up, and down.

Even with high beams on, visibility in the rainforest at this time is only a few meters.

Fortunately, there were two obvious tire tracks on the muddy ground, and the off-road vehicle slowly moved forward along the tracks.

"Damn it, can't you drive a little smoother?... You're shaking my hemorrhoids up, shit!"

"Boss, this is how the roads in the rainforest are. I'm already driving very slowly."

The driver explained cautiously, when suddenly he felt his headrest being violently struck.

"You fucking dare to talk back...?"

Ronan Enalsha slammed his large fist on the car seat. He was already seething with anger at the manor, and he felt like he was about to explode if he didn't vent it soon.

"Quiet down, Ronan..."

Alex Ennar, who was leaning back in his chair with his eyes closed, suddenly stopped his beloved younger brother.

Ronan, his anger simmering in his throat, hesitated for a long time before slapping himself hard across the face. He then asked defiantly, "Brother, are we just going to let that damned officer get away with this?"

"Tomorrow, the whole of Manizales will be laughing at us. I can already picture that damned scene: the Ainar brothers terrified by those country bumpkins from Cali in the south!!"

"Andrei can die, but Kitaya's reputation cannot be ruined... Brother, as long as you nod, I guarantee I'll dump his body on Cato Street tomorrow."

Unfortunately, his expectant gaze went unanswered; Alex beside him didn't even open his eyes. Ronan, subjected to this cold treatment, was still unwilling to give up.

"Brother, if you're scared, just say so. It's not like I haven't killed before..."

"Shut up...!"

Before he could finish speaking, Alex coldly stopped him, suddenly opened his eyes, stared sharply at Ronan, and then softened.

"Ronan, we can't become Pablo. Even if you kill Lucas, there will always be another Lucas."

After the off-road vehicle passed through a dense forest, the view suddenly opened up, revealing a large area of ​​cleared land dotted with numerous simple wooden sheds.

The once tranquil forest was now filled with the roar of machinery, and the dim light of oil lamps illuminated the area around the camp, creating a bustling scene of people moving about.

The car stopped at the door, and Alex continued explaining to his brother, "This is our future, Ronan...!"

The usually refined Alex's eyes were shining, like a bloodthirsty bandit in a movie, and even his voice was trembling.

"Enough to make the Ainar family one of the wealthiest families in the country; forbearance is for a better future."

At this moment, several men wearing miners' hats came out from the camp and respectfully opened the car door.

"Mr. Ainar."

As soon as Alex got out of the car, the blond, blue-eyed white man took his hand.

"Doctor, how is the situation?"

Alex, who is usually known for his gentle and refined manners, skipped the pleasantries and immediately inquired about the camp.

Two months ago, this was a coca processing plant in Chatan. After a landslide caused by torrential rain, the workers accidentally found gold-containing ore while cleaning up the mess.

Upon learning the news, Alex immediately sealed off the processing plant, preventing anyone present from leaving. The white man was a geological exploration expert he had hired at great expense.

The money has been paid, but whether I can take it with me is another matter.

This is also why Alex doesn't advocate a direct confrontation with Lucas, as long as there really is a gold mine in this land.

This will provide a continuous source of motivation for his ambition.

You should know that now, 60% of the profits from each shipment from Kitakaya goes to Pablo; otherwise, the goods can't even leave Manizales.

In this business chain, Pablo and his Medellín group took the biggest slice of the pie.

If the Ainar family wants to rise to the next level, they must cultivate relationships with Medellín and Bogotá.

Hearing the question, the doctor was equally excited. Although he had been feeding mosquitoes in the rainforest for two months, the results were very encouraging.

This boss, Ainar, is very generous. Once the gold mine is built, he can make a fortune even just by being a consultant.

Everyone has a bright future...!

"Mr. Ainar, what a wonderful hairstyle! Colombia is located in the Andean metallogenic belt and has enormous geological potential. I have compared reports from various companies and can confirm that this gold mine is definitely an undiscovered vein in the Caldas province."

"Doctor, get to the point."

Alex decisively cut off the academic report given by the research talent.

Who the hell cares about geology? I just want to know how big this damn gold mine is!

The doctor disregarded his warning and continued in a loud voice, "This is a typical Marmoto underground gold deposit. A landslide washed out shallow layers of ore."

"Mr. Ainar, due to equipment limitations, the gold reserves of this gold mine are approximately 35-50 tons. According to the analysis of the ore mined from the shallow layer, the gold grade can reach 2.6 grams per ton. This medium-sized vein is very valuable for mining."

Even if it's just the minimum of 35 tons of gold, at an international gold price of $350 per ounce, the total value of this gold mine would be $4 million.

These numbers are absolutely thrilling!

Even Ronan, who was standing nearby in a sullen and confused state, widened his eyes like saucers upon hearing these words.

The Einar family is very wealthy, but they have even more places to spend their money, especially from the Medellín Group, which devours a large portion of their wealth every year like a money-devouring beast.

In Manizales, they were top-tier millionaires... but compared to Pablo, even a single hair of his was thicker than theirs.

"Doctor, how much investment would be needed if we were to hand over the entire mineral resource to you?"

"Mr. Ainar, thank you very much for your trust. According to the investment standards for a medium-sized mine, it would take an investment of about 3000-4500 million US dollars to fully mine the entire mine."

"How much would it cost to mine only shallow veins? How long would it take to turn a profit?" Alex frowned, silently calculating in his mind.

$4500 million is a huge sum to come up with all at once, since gold mines are not like drugs and require a long mining period.

Especially in the current complex situation, withdrawing most of the working capital to gold mines means a decrease in the ability to withstand risks.

The doctor wasn't lying to save face; instead, he shook his head slightly.

"Based on exploration, shallow veins account for about 20%-30% of the total reserves, and the investment can be reduced to $500 million. However, with a market cost of $60 per ton of ore, it is almost impossible to recover the investment cost by mining only shallow veins, unless better refining equipment is introduced, which will further increase the cost."

One-track mind, blocked at both ends.

"You white pig, my brother is asking you for a solution, not listening to your lecture."

Ronan, the hot-tempered brother, barely understood: So, my family's gold mine can't make money unless it's worth 4500 million?

If you don't do it, plenty of others will....

The way he pulled a gun from his waist startled the doctor.

"Shut up."

Alex held Ronan's arm and gave the doctor an apologetic smile.

"I'm sorry, Doctor, but my brother is a bit impulsive. If I want to gain benefits in a short period of time, is there any other way?"

At this moment, the doctor saw the pistol on Ronan's waist, and he was no longer the confident man he had been talking to. He was now waving his hands in a panic.

"It's alright. If... if we can significantly reduce labor costs... then we can still make a profit even by mining only shallow layers."

Alex smiled.....

Human life is the least valuable thing in Colombia.

"Doctor, make a list of the equipment you need. The mining cost is $30 per ton of ore. No matter how much you manage to reduce, the rest is your share. I will arrange a professional mine protection team. Don't worry, no one on this gold mine will dare to disobey you."

"Your team has been away from home for two months now. Take a few days off and bring your families over for a reunion."