, I don’t care about you, but you took the money and didn’t do anything, so what if you put in a little bit of water, what do you do to us?”

"We didn't say that, it's up to you what you think!" Although he didn't say that, both his tone and attitude showed this meaning, and he was a little guilty.

Wang Zhong shook his head, sneered, and said angrily: "What do we think? Why don't you see what you do."

Several staff members behind the door were silent.

Wang Zhong turned to the villagers and said angrily: "Folks, they are in charge of the water pumping station now. They have the final say whether to open the gate and how much water to release. Now it is our wheat seedlings that are going to die.

Yes, we have to beg them with a shameful face, but the wheat seedlings are not from other people’s houses. Our wheat seedlings are dead, so it has nothing to do with them."

Wang Zhong's words were the last straw that broke the camel's back. In an instant, the dozens of people standing outside the iron gate turned red when they looked at the two idiots behind the iron gate.

The anger suppressed in the hearts of the villagers was aroused. They all gnashed their teeth and were filled with righteous indignation. They ran to the iron gate and shook the door hard, trying to open it.

"You bastards, if you don't give us water and let the wheat seedlings in the fields dry up, you will kill us!"

His almost red eyes stared intently at the two young men in uniform behind the iron gate.

"Open the door for me! Open the door for me!"

The faces of the two staff members behind the iron gate changed instantly. They were outraged by the public anger. The red-eyed villagers outside the iron gate were looking at the drawing of lots, looking at the ferocious expressions that they wanted to eat them alive and swallow them whole.

, the confidence in my heart was completely gone.

"Folks, don't be excited, don't be excited!"

"The station manager has the final say on how to release water and how much water to release. We are just a few part-time workers. How can we be in charge of the station manager!"

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Chapter completed!