"Mr. Ma, are you sure that the wheat seedlings will be ready in a few days? The villagers nearby are all waiting to plant these seedlings.
If you delay the production, what will we do?" Director Gu said with a sudden burst of anger.
Previously, seeing his young age and that he had been sent from work claiming he could complete the task, Director Gu had spoken softly.
But now, it had only been two days since the seeds had sprouted, and he was neither a fool nor completely ignorant about crops; normal wheat grows at this pace.
After another two days, these wheat sprouts wouldn't grow much faster.
Director Gu, who usually held a high position, now let his fury show, making those around him inherently fearful, his gloomy expression intensifying their apprehension.
Mr. Ma's little bit of hope instantly vanished; he looked at Director Gu, his heart skipping a beat in fear, "I... I don't know what went wrong.
