In this state, Han Yan 'er had completely lost her mind. She rushed out of the room as fast as she could. She was sweating profusely due to the pain of the addiction. Being blown by the cold wind, her breathing became a little difficult.
Even so, Han Yan 'er still rushed to the side of the road to hail a taxi. However, she didn't see a single one, which made her feel very surprised.
At this time, Han Yan 'er suddenly remembered that since she came to Hua Xia, she didn't seem to have seen a single taxi, which was quite unexpected.
In fact, this represented the change of an era.
Just like in the past, the illegal Internet cafes were in full swing every day. It could be said that there were "machines" everywhere and "bugs" were all over the place. But now, fewer and fewer people went out to go online. The popularization of computers and the popularization of the Internet meant the decline of a super industry.
It was the same for taxis. Now in Huaxia City, not only in remote cities, even in towns and villages, almost every family had a car. Even if they didn't have a car when they went out, they could get an express or a special car by shaking their mobile phones casually. Taxis were getting less and less popular, which was the same as the end of the era of Internet cafes.
At this time, if one "went astray" and chose the wrong industry, they would definitely cry.
But no one could be blamed for this. Before choosing an industry, if one blindly jumped into it without understanding the era of the industry, they would definitely have to pay the price.
Fortunately, Han Yan 'er didn't get a taxi, but a private car.
There was a line of words on the back of the private car: "Private car, free! Stop at a wave, address strike! "
Han Yan 'er's Chinese wasn't particularly good, but she could roughly understand these few simple words.
"Beauty, where are you going? I'll take you." A young man in the car said, "I can't get a taxi on the side of the road these days. The taxi is on strike."
Han Yan 'er was a little surprised, but she actually rejected the invitation of a stranger. After all, Hua Xia was not a place that was "safe and sound" in her impression. She was worried that the driver had ulterior motives.
It was not surprising that Han Yan 'er was worried. There were always perverts in society these days.
And the greater the social pressure, the more perverts there were. There were more and more news of perverts suddenly hurting innocent people.
In fact, there was a very simple way to put an end to all of this, which was to restore the inhumane and cruel torture of the past. Don't talk about civilized society and humanitarianism. Those who live in a civilized society but do not do civilized things and do cruel things are not qualified to talk about humanitarianism. Talk about human rights? They weren't humans.
Of course, these were all perverts who harmed innocent people. For those who were forced to kill by corrupt officials and bullies, and only killed the corrupt officials and bullies, they should still be exempt.
It was a pity that the law was too rigid.
It would be perfect if the law could be more flexible. However, once the law could be flexible, it would become a plaything for the rich to play with.
In any case, there were contradictions in everything. He believed that he would be able to find a balance sooner or later.
The young man in the car saw that Han Yan 'er was worried, so he smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'm not a bad guy. If you don't believe me, you can check if I'm telling the truth. Or you can take a picture of my license plate and send it to your family."
"Why are the taxis on strike?" Han Yan 'er wondered.
"The impact of the Internet on the traditional taxi industry is too great, so the taxi drivers are not willing to do it." The young man in the car said, "They said they would go on strike for five days to put pressure on the government. Now it's been three days."
"Three days? Isn't that a big impact? Won't the whole city be paralyzed? "Han Yan 'er was surprised.
"Paralyzed? Of course not. It's smoother. In just a few hours, the traffic congestion on Qingdao was significantly reduced compared to the same time in the past. Traffic violations such as lane grabbing, lane change, and emergency stops have also been reduced. " The young man in the car said, "This is definitely a great contribution to the city's traffic."
Han Yan 'er couldn't help laughing. This was really interesting. The organizers of the taxi strike must not have expected this.
They probably expected that without their hard work to serve the people, the people of Qingdao would not be able to move an inch.
Their strike was actually not for the government. They wanted to teach the people a lesson and let the people realize the importance of their industry. However, the fact was that the people of Qingdao were not affected by the strike for a few days. Instead, their happiness index seemed to have increased.
Taxis used to be an important and inseparable part of people's lives. Now that they were suddenly gone, they realized that taxis were not important.
Of course, the taxi drivers were really sad. They used to think that they were an important and inseparable part of people's lives. Now they suddenly found that after they left, they were expected to never come back.
There was a very appropriate analogy.
It was like a king who thought that without him, the country would not be a country and the people would be in misery. In fact, the people had been tolerating him for a long time, but he didn't know it.
Such a king was arrogant, stupid, and muddle-headed. He thought that without him, the people would not be able to live a happy life. He thought that he was very important. He said that it was his duty to serve the people. However, he often behaved barbarically and rudely because he monopolized the right to serve the people.
When serving the people was monopolized, service became a right instead of an obligation.
What the driver of the rental car had to defend was the unique service right that "had the characteristics of a taxi driver". They thought that without them to serve the people, the people would not be able to move an inch. However, this was not the case.
The Great Revolution had come, and the old system would eventually collapse.
The backwardness of the traditional taxi system was already well known.
In order to protect this backward system, some people actually used violent means. In Qingdao alone, taxi drivers who did not participate in the strike were threatened by those who participated in the strike. In some cities, taxi drivers even went out on the streets to play "fishing," intercepting and even beating up drivers who wanted to book a taxi online.
This was a kind of robbery. In order to protect the exclusive right to serve the people that would eventually be lost, some people had already made a fool of themselves.
No matter how noble the slogan was, no matter how violent the means were, it was unwise to protect a backward system and would eventually fail.
The appearance of the private taxi also, to a certain extent, showed the problem of "quality."
How many people had scolded the taxi service for having a bad attitude? Refusing to take passengers and charging for detours?
That's right. Back then, when the taxi industry was doing well and everyone was making money, when people could not get a taxi and were in a hurry to grab a taxi, taxi drivers were indeed very arrogant and even had the right to "choose passengers."
Today's situation could only be blamed on some people who were looking for trouble and destroying their own industry.
"Beauty, if you don't believe me, then I can't do anything. I'll go first. Bye!" The young man in the car waved his hand. "There are still people who need me. I will definitely resist the strike. This kind of extreme means must be opposed."
"Then … can you take me wherever I go?" Han Yan 'er asked.
"Of course, my service is free," the young man in the car said.
At this time, Han Yan Er suddenly thought of a problem. She really did not have any yuan on her.
"I won't let you help me for free, but … but I don't have Hua Xia money. I only have Korean won. Is that okay?" Han Yan Er asked.
The young man in the car was shocked. "Oh, I didn't expect you to be a Simida. But the Simida of Qingdao are not as good as you in Chinese. Your Chinese teacher is from the Northeast. Your last syllable sounds a bit like 'Da Ba Zi.'"
Han Yan Er did not understand what he meant by 'Da Ba Zi.' She was only concerned about whether she could use Korean won for the ride. "Can I pay you Korean won?"
"If you are a Simida, then I will definitely take your money. My car only serves the people of Hua Xia." The young man in the car said, "Korean won is fine. I will check the exchange rate and give you whatever you want."
Han Yan Er immediately took out 50,000 Korean won from her wallet and handed it to the young man in the car.
The young man took the money and calculated it. It was less than 300, about 290. As long as it was not out of Qingdao, it would be enough for fuel anywhere. "Get in the car! Tell me where you want to go. "
"I want to go to the most chaotic nightclub in your area." Han Yan Er said, "Do you know?"
"Oh, you really have a strong taste. People usually go to the least chaotic nightclub. You want to go to the most chaotic nightclub." The young man was shocked. "You want to join the Hua Xia underworld?"
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