Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

As expected, just as Natasha had encountered before, when Shekov, the person in charge, learned that such an unexpected situation would occur in this friendly track and field competition, his eyes widened instantly and his face turned red.

His originally thick neck was now full of veins, as if it would burst at any time.

He opened his mouth in rage and let out a deafening roar at the top of his voice: "What the hell is going on?" The sound echoed like thunder, and even the birds in the surrounding trees were frightened and flew away.

The people standing by were frightened by the sudden roar and stepped back involuntarily, fearing that they would become the target of Shekov's anger.

"Who dares to do such a despicable thing? We Russians are upright and honest, and our track and field athletes are brave and chivalrous. Doing such things is tantamount to smearing our reputation. The Secret Service should immediately send someone to notify the person in charge of the city's water supply to immediately restore the water supply to the foreign guest apartment. If there is any delay, I suggest that they be arrested and thrown into prison and kicked hard on their butts with my cowhide boots!"

When Natasha heard that Shekov had expressed his attitude, she felt reassured and at peace.

She knew very well that this matter was of great importance and did not dare to delay or slack off at all. She waved her hand to call one of her subordinates and anxiously ordered, "Hurry, hurry, hurry! Arrange a car and drive to the water plant immediately!" Seeing that Natasha was so anxious, the subordinate did not dare to ask more questions. He quickly responded and turned around to trot to prepare the vehicle.

Soon, a black car stopped in front of Natasha. The driver was already in place, ready to go. Natasha quickly opened the door, got in, and urged the driver, "Drive faster, and get to the water plant as fast as possible!" With the roar of the engine, the car sped away like an arrow, raising a cloud of dust.

With almost no effort, Natasha and her companions easily pushed open the closed door leading to the office of the water plant director.

The guy was lying on a shabby sofa in a very ungraceful manner, holding tightly in his hand a half-empty silver wine jug, mumbling some incoherent words from time to time, and was obviously very drunk.

The room was warm as spring, and the blazing fireplace emitted waves of heat, baking the whole room cozy. However, this comfortable environment did not wake the person in charge up, but made him even more drowsy.

Just when he felt as if he was in the clouds and his head was heavy, he suddenly felt someone roughly grab his collar and lift him up from the sofa.

"Who are you? What are you...what are you doing?" The drunkard opened his eyes in horror, looked at the strange and aggressive faces in front of him, and asked stutteringly. "What? Where is the security department? Send someone from the security department quickly."

The guy who was drunk and had a huge belly was standing there like a idiot. He didn't react at all to what was happening.

His face, which was usually filled with a flattering smile, was now as cold as frost, and he seemed about to open his mouth and shout at everyone, asking them to leave quickly.

However, as the saying goes, "When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter." When the tree is already shaky, how can the monkeys who depend on it continue to hold on? Not to mention the saying "When the drum is broken, everyone beats it."

Look, the security members who had been loyally guarding the door of his office have become alert one by one.

They knew clearly in their minds that the person in front of them had provoked an absolutely unshakable iron plate.

As a result, these people instantly became like frightened quails, shrinking their heads into their necks, not daring to even breathe.

Not only that, they also glanced guiltily at their companions, as if trying to find a little comfort and support from them, but in the end all they got was the same frightened and helpless look.

Natasha had no intention of hiding her emotions and thoughts from the guy in front of her.

I saw her beautiful and delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, as if two crescent moons were covered with a layer of light clouds.

At the same time, she held the guy's collar tightly with one hand and asked bluntly: "Comrade, have I told you clearly and plainly on the phone before? Regarding the restoration of water supply to our apartment, didn't you hear it at all? Or are you pretending not to know?"

Natasha's tone was full of obvious dissatisfaction and blame, and one could tell at once that she was really angry at the moment.

"Ah? There's a problem with the water supply in the foreign guest apartment..." He muttered to himself in astonishment, as if he had heard some earth-shattering news.

When he heard that the problem was caused by the water outage in the foreign guest apartment, the drunkard, who was originally drunk and confused, sobered up instantly as if he was struck by lightning.

His face turned pale and a layer of fine sweat beads quickly appeared on his forehead, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

At this moment, he was filled with fear and panic, not knowing how to deal with this sudden situation. So, he began to make excuses for himself incoherently: "This... this can't be blamed on me! How could I know that the water supply to the foreign guest apartment would suddenly be cut off? Besides, this is not my responsibility, it must be caused by aging pipes or some other reasons! It has nothing to do with me!"

As he spoke, he waved his hands frantically, trying to convince others to believe his words. However, his panicked look made it difficult for people to trust him.

"Comrades from the Special Service Department, this is all a misunderstanding. Qianqian, there was a problem with our telephone connection. When you notified us that the water supply would be restored, the telephone line just happened to be disconnected. I didn't mean to deliberately disobey you."

I saw this guy's mouth opening and closing, and he kept muttering words for mercy. He looked so pitiful.

However, if you look closely at his eyes and expression, you can see that his heart is like a turbulent ocean, constantly surging and turbulent.