"Boss, there's a big problem." The man cried out in a panic.
John Hanna, on hearing this, scolded in annoyance, "Jones, don't panic. Even if the sky falls, I'll hold it up. I've always told you all, no matter what crisis we face, don't lose your cool. Follow me, and you must maintain a calm mind at all times." The thought of the woman from Country Hua facing imprisonment filled John with joy. He couldn't help but rebuke his trusted aide.
Jones acknowledged and replied, "Yes, boss."
John Hanna was slightly pleased and asked while leisurely puffing on his cigar, "What happened?"
Jones replied, "The marching crowd outside has dispersed."
"What? What did you say? Did I hear wrong? Dispersed? Just like that?" John Hanna was taken aback.
He stood up immediately, asking anxiously, "And then?"
Jones briefly paused and said, "And then...they just went home."
"Did I ask you what they were doing?"
