Chapter 1660: Execution Plan

Xingzi was stunned; she sighed slightly, but did not say anything.

She knew the resentment in Chen Yu's heart, and furthermore, there was an inherent national enmity between the two sides; if the Fusang side did not acknowledge this matter, then Chen Yu would most likely not take action again.

"Let's execute the disinfection plan here first; other matters can be discussed later," Chen Yu said indifferently, then turned and left.

"Understood," Xingzi nodded. "I will do my best to strive for your requirements."

"Many thanks," Chen Yu smiled slightly, turned, and left.

Chinatown; Chen Yu returned here, and a group of people immediately came up to greet him.

"Mr. Chen, how is the situation outside?" Qishu was the first to walk up and ask.

"The situation outside is not too good. Whether the virus can be brought under control depends on whether their local government has any sincerity. If they issue a public apology today, then this matter can end quickly. If they do not issue a public apology, then just wait; it won't end until at least half the people are dead," Chen Yu smiled slightly.

Seeing that the emotions of the group before him were not very high, Chen Yu guessed their intentions: "If you have any opinions, just say them directly; be frank with me."

"It is like this, Mr. Chen," a middle-aged man spoke up. "I am from the Chinese Chamber of Commerce. Although we have not been affected by the virus here for the time being, the Chinese who come here are all just trying to make a living. If things continue like this, I fear many people will not be able to hold on."

"That's right, Mr. Chen, the shops haven't been open for a long time. If it goes on like this, we won't be able to hold on either."

"I only just leased the shop last month; if it continues like this, I really have no way out."

"Indeed, Mr. Chen, please think of a way. If we continue like this, I fear it really won't work."

The group discussed it heatedly. Indeed, a long time had passed since the virus was discovered. If the matter could not be properly resolved, it was no longer a question of infection, but a question of survival.

"I know everyone's current difficulties, and I also ask everyone to rest assured; within three days, the matter will definitely be resolved," Chen Yu said. "Now it just depends on their attitude toward the local government. If they bow their heads and admit their mistakes, everything will be solved easily."

"But why must we make them bow their heads and admit their mistakes?" someone in the crowd said in a low voice.

"That's right, can't we just let the matter go? Haven't they already lowered their posture now?"

Everyone began to whisper to one another. They did not quite approve of Chen Yu's words, let alone understand them; they could not figure out why Chen Yu insisted on this.

"Then let me ask a question: has everyone here ever been bullied by the locals?" Chen Yu raised his head and looked at these people. "Have you ever been in the right, but because you are outsiders, the locals protect their own, and we can only swallow our pride?"

"Have you ever been bullied by local dark forces and dared not fight back? Have you ever had local Detectives hold you by the throat and demand things?"

"Yes..." There was a moment of silence at the scene, followed by a loud "Boom" of discussion.

"Those people are too hateful; they just bully us because we are outsiders."

"That's right, it's fortunate we are united, otherwise we wouldn't be able to live here at all."

"There's no way around it; we are outsiders, and their local commoners bully us as they please."

Chen Yu's words resonated with everyone at the scene. Yes, as long as one was trying to make a living here, who hadn't been bullied?

But what could be done about it? After all, the people here were all outsiders; everyone had left their homes to work hard abroad, wasn't it just to live a better life?

Therefore, even when encountering unfair things at times, one could not argue based on reason; one could only silently keep it in their heart and endure it themselves.

But not everyone could pretend to be indifferent every day. Chen Yu bringing this matter up today immediately shocked everyone.

"So we are forcing them to make concessions now," Chen Yu scanned the room, looking at them one by one. "Only when they bow their heads and feel the pain will they respect you more in the future. If we don't make demands of them at this time, when are we going to wait for?"

The crowd was in another stir. That's right, if they didn't take this opportunity to coerce them, what would they do in the future?

If they helped them this time, not only would they not be grateful, but they would instead intensify their suppression of the Chinese living space in the future—what would they be aiming for then?

"So, everyone give me a few more days. Believe me, there will be a result very soon," Chen Yu said. "I guarantee that in the future, those who make a living abroad will have dignity and live with decency."

"Mr. Chen is right; let us all believe in Mr. Chen," Qishu took the opportunity to say. "Give Mr. Chen a little more time; this matter will ultimately have a result."

The crowd looked at each other. Yes, ever since Chen Yu arrived, it was as if they had found their backbone. First, Huang Hong stepped down, and there was one less exploiter, and then the virus struck; with Chen Yu's help, they had reduced many unnecessary troubles.

Now, people were dying from infection every day outside, and the funeral home could not keep up with the cremations; there were even rumors that in some villages, the entire village had passed away due to the infection.

Thinking of the situation outside made one's hair stand on end. If not for Chen Yu's help, who knew how many people would have died by now.

Therefore, Chen Yu's words still had a certain logic. If they didn't take this opportunity to suppress their arrogance, then those living here would have a difficult time in the future.

"Alright, everyone go back. As soon as there is news, I will notify everyone immediately," Qishu said.

Thus, many people returned while discussing it. Qishu and Chen Yu went into his antique shop together.

"Mr. Chen, do you think the Fusang high-level officials will do as you require this time?" Qishu asked.

"They are merely seeking stability now," Chen Yu smiled slightly. "Too many things have happened, too many people have died, and the spread of the virus vaguely shows signs of being uncontrollable."

"If it continues to develop like this, public sentiment will riot sooner or later. The authorities are also terrified of any further incidents, and they cannot bear such a result, so they should give a result very soon."

"That is good. Take the opportunity to suppress their arrogance, and it is just the right time to put forward some of our requirements," Qishu nodded. He could unconditionally trust Chen Yu.

"Mr. Chen, Master, look at the news," just at this moment, a disciple ran over hurriedly.

"So fast?" Chen Yu was slightly stunned; he stood up and went into the main hall, only to see the news playing on the television in the hall.