Chapter 419

Chapter 419

Chapter 419
To be honest, An Rushong's so-called "declaration" was like a child's play. Facing hundreds of demonstrators, his words were extremely flimsy. Under normal circumstances, not only would no one take it seriously, but it would probably also cause ridicule from others.

But the current situation is obviously not normal. Not to mention that the demonstrators' blocking of the bridge has hindered the ambulance's timely treatment of the injured. Their behavior has fundamentally violated the principles of humanitarianism. Even if there was no ambulance and the injured on board, the mere fact of blocking the bridge traffic has already aroused the disgust of passers-by.

Just like now, the people gathered around the ambulance to watch the excitement, except for those protesters holding umbrellas, the rest are all passers-by. Without exception, these people are blocked on the bridge by the protesters.

These passers-by are just ordinary citizens. Some of them may care about current affairs and may know about the South Korea-US beef import agreement. Some of them even oppose the signing of this agreement. But in the final analysis, these people are just ordinary people. They have their own lives to live and their own things to do. At this moment, some of them even have urgent matters waiting for them to deal with at home or at work.

Now, this demonstration that blocked the traffic has trapped them all on the road, leaving them in a dilemma. In this situation, if you say that these people have no emotions and are not angry, no one would believe it.

The reason why no one stood up to make trouble and condemned the protesters who blocked the roads was not because they were not anxious or angry, but because most people did not want to cause trouble for themselves when no one stepped forward.

Just like before, when the young doctor accused Jin Chengyuan, some people in the crowd had already started to make a fuss, but they were suppressed by Jin Chengyuan by shouting slogans. Now, with An Rusong standing up again, the crowd began to get restless again.

Therefore, even though An Rusong's words were so weak that they did not pose any threat to anyone, some people in the crowd still shouted in agreement:

"Yes, I also oppose these guys' stance!"

"Can ordinary people still afford Korean beef now? Why can't they import it?!"

"What does the beef matter have to do with me? Why are you blocking my way?!"

"Get all these bastards out of here!"

As the noise got louder, the face of the middle-aged man named Jin Chengyuan became more and more ugly. He glared at An Rusong fiercely, and then shouted again in the midst of the noise: "Oppose the Korea-US beef import agreement!"

This tactic was indeed very effective. After all, the people participating in the demonstration had an absolute advantage in numbers. Moreover, they were organized and their shouting voices were in unison.

For a moment, the slogan "Oppose the South Korea-US beef import agreement!" resounded throughout the bridge again, and other voices were completely drowned out.

Just now, Jin Chengyuan used this method to make the young doctor lose his temper. In fact, let alone one or two people, even the police would not have any good solution when facing such a situation.

However, this little trick did not pose any difficulty for An Rushong. He glanced at Jin Chengyuan, who had a smug look on his face, first wiped the rain off his face, then strode to the side of the car where Luo Minzhi had just stood, and following his example, he opened the door and pressed the horn.

"Didi"

As the sharp and piercing horn sounded, An Rushong leaned half of his body out of the car and waved vigorously at the onlookers.

At first, most people didn't understand what he meant. However, there were always one or two smart people among the onlookers. So, those who understood his intention turned around and ran back to their cars with excitement.

Then, the second, third, fourth and more car horns rang out on the wide Yongdong Bridge. The sound became louder and louder, so harsh that after just four or five minutes, An Rushong had to run back to his car.

The car door slammed with a bang, and An Rushong, who was soaking wet, sat on the seat and let out a long breath.

"di"

Outside the car, a Mercedes-Benz car next to it was also honking its horn desperately. From where An Rusong was, he could see a young woman with long hair in the driver's seat of the Mercedes-Benz car. She was honking her horn and shaking her head vigorously to the rhythm of some music. She looked like she was on drugs.

"Are these guys crazy?" Han Xizhen's skirt was half wet. She twisted the rain off her skirt and muttered to herself.

In the back seat, Han Meiyan's skirt was also wet. It was obvious that the two women did not stay in the car obediently just now. They must have gone down to watch the fun.

Han Xizhen twisted her body and looked out the rear window for a while, then put a hand on An Rusong's shoulder and said in surprise: "Are all the cars honking? Are all these people supporting you?"

"What are you thinking? This guy isn't a big star, how can so many people support him?" Han Miyan said as she fixed her hair. "Besides, it's only been a short while, the people in the cars behind probably don't know what happened."

An Rusong smiled and did not refute her statement. "Then why are they honking their horns?" Han Xizhen retracted her gaze, pointed to her ears, and said, "Listen, there are definitely a lot of cars honking their horns now."

"Just follow the crowd. What else could it be?" Han Mi Yan said casually.

An Rushong just smiled and didn't explain further.

In fact, the reason why a simple whistle can attract so many people to follow is that the herd mentality is only one aspect, but it is not the main reason.

In An Rushong's opinion, there are two main reasons: first, road rage is at work; second, people are under too much pressure in life, and whenever there is a chance to vent, they can't help but indulge themselves.

In recent years, as the Korean economy has slowed down, the living pressure of ordinary people has become increasingly greater. In addition, Korea is a society that pays great attention to seniority and hierarchy, and most people are very concerned about their reputation. Therefore, ordinary people are always on edge in their daily lives.

In today's situation, the weather was bad and it was raining heavily. People were already in a bad mood, but they also encountered a serious traffic jam caused by the demonstration. Seeing that the road ahead was blocked, and not knowing how to clear it, anyone would inevitably feel irritable. What's worse, some people's emotions have even reached the brink of collapse.

In this situation, if nothing unexpected happens, people who care about their reputation will probably just try to restrain themselves and keep the mask they usually wear on their faces as usual.

But now, suddenly, the surrounding car horns sounded, and the sharp honking sound almost shattered everything. It brought people not only noise, but also a sense of destruction. If you just listen to this kind of sound, it will naturally make you feel more irritated, but if you are also the maker of this noise, it is a kind of emotional catharsis, which is quite stress-relieving.

Therefore, An Rushong could conclude that the action of honking the horn to create noise would quickly spread to the surrounding areas with the ambulance at Yongdong Bridge as the center.

However, in An Rusong's expectation, this kind of horn-honking protest action would at most break out at Yongdong Bridge, and its impact would not be too great. Whether it would pose a shock to the subsequent demonstrations of the Agricultural Cooperatives and the Korean Beef Association would depend on the effectiveness of public opinion guidance.

But what An Rushong did not expect was that this action, known as the "whistle-blowing protest," was much larger in scale than he had imagined.

In the Blue House secretariat, Bai Jinjun stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, looking towards the Nianfeng Gate through the rain-stained glass.

In fact, he couldn't see anything here, because the rain was getting heavier at this time, and the rain curtain blocked his vision, so he couldn't see anything outside the Nianfeng Gate clearly.

However, although his vision was blocked, the sound could still be transmitted. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to vaguely hear the sound of a car horn. The sound sounded very far away, but it didn't seem too far away.

Looking at his watch, the helicopter should have arrived at Yongdong Bridge by now. If all goes well, the injured in the ambulance should have been sent to the hospital. Bai Jinjun now only hopes that everything goes well, because only if everything goes well can the necessary work continue.

"bell"

Just when he was lost in thought, there was a sudden ringing sound in his trouser pocket. It was his cell phone ringing.

Taking out his cell phone and looking at the caller ID, Bai Jinjun quickly pressed the answer button and immediately put the phone to his ear.

"Come to my office right away," Li Minbo's voice came from the phone soon, "No, let's go to the Infinite Flower Room. I'll wait for you there."

After he finished speaking, the phone was hung up before Bai Jinjun could even start talking.

Bai Jinjun was stunned for a moment. He looked at his mobile phone first, and then thought hard, then he was sure that he had not heard wrongly. Li Minbo did ask him to meet in the Infinite Flower Room. In the main building of the Blue House, the Infinite Flower Room is located next to the stairs leading to the second floor in the lobby on the first floor. That is where the office of the first lady is located.

Although a little surprised, Bai Jinjun left his office immediately and drove all the way to the main building of the Blue House.

When he arrived at the main building of the Blue House, his suit was a little wet from the rain. He didn't care about these details and rushed all the way to the door of the Infinite Flower Room.

There were two guards guarding the door of the room, and the door was ajar. When Bai Jinjun walked to the door, he heard a sharp car horn coming from inside the door.

(End of this chapter)