The manager on duty was sweating profusely. Seeing that the angry crowd had exceeded a thousand people, he knew that more people would gather here soon.
Therefore, he could only tell the truth.
"My fellow countrymen, please listen to me, please listen to me."
"Tom is indeed in our hotel, but when we open our business, we have to let people stay in the hotel. Moreover, he booked a room a few days ago and stayed for many days in a row. We should have known what kind of person he was.
We will definitely not accept people. The problem is that now, we are helpless. I believe you all
We are all good citizens who abide by the law. Like everyone else, I can understand my feelings, but impulsiveness cannot solve any problem. You cannot be reckless. You must express your demands reasonably and legally. Isn’t it said on the Internet that there will be a march and rally tomorrow?
Well, I’ll go with you, we should go to the consulate, right?”
The angry crowd didn't care what he said and insisted on going in to arrest him.
"We don't want to destroy the store, we just want to see this gringo."
"We won't beat him. We just want him to go to the Old Summer Palace to admit his mistakes and repent for his elders. Isn't this too much?"
"Make him kneel!"
"Let him apologize to us!"
"Why does he insult our country of China?"
"Damn it, I tell you, beat him to death!"
sweat……
Upstairs, Tom was always paying attention to what was going on downstairs. Through the curtains, he could clearly hear the conversation below.
At this time, he was so scared that his feet were weak.
No, no...
We can't let these people catch him, otherwise he may be beaten to death with random sticks, and even a drop of spittle can drown him.
He went over to check the door and made sure it was locked. Not feeling reassured, he pulled a few chairs over to hold up the door. Not feeling confident yet, he went to great lengths to move the bed over.
Finally, the door was closed. When he stood at the window and took a look, he fell to the ground and collapsed.
In just a short time, the street downstairs was filled with people everywhere. It was a large, dark area. At a glance, there should be tens of thousands of people.
And there were many people coming from behind, but they couldn't squeeze in.
Why are these Chinese people so rude? Why are they so united? Don't you think they are a piece of loose sand?
Tom took out his phone and called Wu Qiaomu.
"Uncle, come and save me. At least tens of thousands of people came downstairs and blocked me in the hotel. They want to kill me."
Wu Qiaomu cursed: "Tom, I was also killed by you. More than 30,000 people have come to my side, and they have surrounded the consulate. You wish yourself well. I suggest you call the police."
After saying that, Wu Qiaomu hung up the phone directly.
He did not retract his lies, and the current consulate, no one knows who instigated it, actually gathered countless citizens.
Many of them are fans of Tang Xiaobao, and even more are ordinary citizens.
Patriotism is something that can be contagious. It is usually hidden deep in people's hearts, but it bursts out at critical moments.
Its power is unparalleled.
However, the consulate was not an ordinary place after all. The angry crowd did not dare to rush in directly and only hawked goods outside.
The nearby armed police, special police, and civilian police were all here. There were hundreds of them, and they were evacuating the crowd and explaining.
This kind of scene was not supposed to break out until nine o'clock tomorrow, but in Yanjing, it broke out ahead of schedule.
Fortunately, the Ministry of Public Security called in advance and warned at all levels, so many policemen slept in their units tonight, dispatched emergency services, and arrived quickly.
…
"It's over!"
Zhong Xue frowned and shouted.
Tang Xiaobao downloaded the live broadcast platform in his own hands to watch Tom being surrounded in the hotel. Unexpectedly, Zhong Xue discovered a new situation.
"Who asked them to go tonight, and there are so many people there? Why don't these people obey orders at all? Let me ask."
Pilibala asked in the group, and she understood. Then she looked up and saw Tang Xiaobao still staring at her in confusion, so she said, "There are fans surrounding the consulate."
Tang Xiaobao frowned.
The consulate was not an ordinary place and there could be no accidents. He was mainly worried that if his fans were caught, he, an idol, would not be able to sit still.
"How many people went?"
"There are currently more than 30,000 people, and the armed police are now dispatched and are on the scene to dissuade them."
Tang Xiaobao frowned deeper and said: "No, we have to let them evacuate. They are disturbing the people this late at night."
After speaking, he posted a message on Weibo.
"Dear fans, thank you for your support for me, but as law-abiding citizens, we should not go to the consulate in the middle of the night. If we have any demands, we must complete them in normal and legal ways in broad daylight. We must not disturb the people.
,So, I kindly ask you to go back, thank you."
After posting on Weibo, Tang Xiaobao said to Zhong Xue: "Quickly, tell the fans at the consulate that I posted on Weibo and tell them to leave quickly."
"Ah, have you posted on Weibo?"
Zhong Xue hurriedly went to see it, and then smiled and said: "You are very good at posting on Weibo."
In less than ten minutes, fans outside the consulate had received the news.
A director of the Ministry of Public Security personally tried to persuade everyone at the scene, but to no avail.
He was also mad, and was about to get angry, follow the rules and regulations, and want to catch a few examples. Unexpectedly, a middle-aged man in front of him suddenly jumped on the car, holding a loudspeaker in his hand and shouted to the fans behind him: "Everyone
Brothers, sisters, fellow compatriots, Tang Xiaobao has already posted on Weibo. He hopes that we will be polite and polite and must not disturb the people. If you have any demands, come back tomorrow. We will listen to Baoshuai and break up tonight. We will not let the government
I’m embarrassed, how about coming back at nine o’clock tomorrow morning?”
The first half of the sentence was okay, but the second half made the director complain.
Oops, I'm coming again tomorrow...
However, what is gratifying is that after this fan shouted, the crowd at the scene actually responded like a cloud.
The crowd outside began to disperse in an orderly manner. The entire evacuation process was very slow. However, looking at the gradually decreasing crowd, the director wiped his sweat and felt filled with emotion. He also admired Tang Xiaobao's influence.
Tang Xiaobao posted this Weibo very well and at a very high level.
The core meaning is this: If you have anything to do, let's talk about it after dawn. The consulate is not an ordinary place, so you have to pay attention to the rules, but for other places, you can go wherever you like.
At the Rose Hotel, a group of excited fans almost had a head-on conflict with the security guards, who were all frightened.
There is an endless crowd of people in front of you, and anyone who looks at it will be scared.
It's useless even if you fight one against a hundred. It's useless even if you fight one against a thousand.
There were already more than 10,000 people at the scene, and the nearby streets were blocked by the crowd.
Never underestimate the wrath of a big country.
The power of the people is also infinite.
With just over 10,000 people, Tom was paralyzed with fear. (To be continued)