Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe were just observing the situation and didn't take any initiative.
That afternoon, the town's Mayor went door-to-door gathering people, and took them to a square outside for a meeting.
Nian Shutong and Fu Yunhe attended on time. Although they were outsiders, they had purchased a house and had the right to speak.
The crowd gathered, layer upon layer. The Mayor was a middle-aged man with an Eight-character Moustache, who usually loved fishing with a rod by the creek, probably the most laid-back Mayor ever, with no need to pursue development or performance.
"Let's keep it quiet, folks. We'll have a brief meeting and then quickly disperse, so we don't waste anyone's time."
The residents sitting on small benches gradually quieted down, all eyes on the Mayor, waiting for him to speak.
