The loud voice was like an arrow piercing the clouds, and under its command, the faces that were lost and dumbfounded suddenly seemed to have found their backbone, one after another, filled with righteous indignation.
"No way! How can that be acceptable!"
"Who's going to make our work schedule?!"
"Exactly!"
Apart from those whose excitement turned their faces red and necks thick, there were also those with tears and runny noses. An old man leaning on a cane trembled as he approached Quit Smoking and begged,
"Sir... You're not from here, you don't understand, without the farm owner, we'll starve to death."
Quit Smoking was also baffled.
"Ah, this... Does that farm owner even teach you how to farm?"
He had seen that farm owner.
Standing on the stairs like a simpleton, striking a pose, manipulated by that Luo Gan like a puppet on strings.
He couldn't understand how that guy could be capable of anything!
