Chapter 167: Contract settled

Chapter 167: Contract settled

Put down the phone.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's mouth.

Zhao Kaiming got involved in the Ghost Knocking on the Door incident, which was really good news.

The criminal investigation department wants him to support?

It's a joke. The conflict between him and Zhao Kaiming is irreconcilable. If they had met face to face, Yang Jian would have gone straight to him.

But now, using someone else to do the dirty work actually saved him a lot of trouble.

"Yang Jian, why are you smiling so strangely? Are you thinking of something weird?" Zhang Wei, who was playing with his phone, suddenly asked.

"I won't tell you. How can you still play with your phone at this time? Aren't you afraid that the ghost will come for you?" Yang Jian said.

Zhang Wei said, "Don't I have you, Brother Yang? If Brother Yang can't handle it, then I'm done for. What is there to worry about?"

Thinking like this, it seems reasonable.

At this moment.

The door of the reception room opened.

Zhang Xiangu walked in excitedly. "It's a success. Qian Zong and Qin Zong agreed to sell their properties. I offered ten billion to buy them all. Your method is good. They were scared and agreed to everything."

Yang Jian hadn't focused on controlling the Ghost Domain at this moment. He didn't expect this to happen?

Of course, this was within his expectations.

"Ten billion? That's too much. According to my idea, one billion per person would be enough to get rid of them. I didn't expect Uncle Zhang to be so generous," Yang Jian said.

Zhang Xiangu smiled and said, "After all, we will still have to meet in the future. We can't go too far. Otherwise, they won't be satisfied and will definitely cause trouble afterwards. I think ten billion is within their acceptable range. If we lower the price further, it will backfire."

"So, Uncle Zhang wants to cut a piece of flesh from them without making them feel too much pain?" Yang Jian understood.

"That's roughly the idea," Zhang Xiangu said.

Yang Jian nodded, feeling that it made sense. Leaving a way out for oneself, it would be good to meet in the future.

But if it were him, he definitely wouldn't do it this way.

Zhang Xiangu's identity.

A billionaire CEO, while he was just a short-lived Ghost Tamer. He could think ahead for the future, but Yang Jian didn't think it was necessary.

"This is the contract I drafted earlier. As long as they sign it, everything will be settled. As long as they don't know the inside story here, even if they realize they might have been tricked afterwards, it will be too late," Zhang Xiangu said.

Yang Jian said, "Since everything has been decided, let's do it this way. Give me the contract, and I will go and have them sign it."

"After the matter is done, I will give you forty percent of the profit, as you said," Zhang Xiangu said.

Even if it's only forty percent, he would still make a profit.

Yang Jian nodded, took the contract, and walked out.

At this moment.

Qian Zong, Qin Zong, and their bodyguards, who were trapped on the tenth floor underground, were already on the verge of collapse from fear.

Everyone's faces were covered in sweat, their eyes fixed on the darkness outside the dimly lit elevator, their bodies tense, not daring to take a step out of here.

Just now, one bodyguard had already been dragged into the darkness and disappeared.

They didn't want to be the next one.

"What did Zhang Xiangu say? Did he agree or not?" Qian Zong asked with difficulty.

Cold sweat was pouring down Mr. Qin's face, his complexion growing paler.

He desperately hoped to persuade Yang Jian to take him away from here, but Yang Jian remained unmoved.

Even with an offer of several hundred million, there was no sign of wavering.

If he increased the price further, it would be better to sign the contract.

"If you won't sign, Mr. Qin, I will. Losing a few hundred million is nothing. If we lose our lives, we really lose everything."

Mr. Qian, who was standing by, snatched the contract and quickly signed his name.

"Is this okay now?"

Yang Jian looked at the contract, "You're quite cunning. You missed a signature here, the contract is invalid. Trying to trick me into saving you?"

Mr. Qian's face changed, and he quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I was scared and forgot."

"Keep playing, it's okay. I have plenty of time. But that thing might not be so patient." Yang Jian suddenly looked behind him into the darkness.

Footsteps sounded again.

Unlike his footsteps, these sounded strange, as if someone was tiptoeing.

"Give it to me, I'll sign." Mr. Qin was too scared to argue any longer and quickly signed his name without any intention of fraud.

Mr. Qian also had to add his signature.

"Is... is this okay now?"

Yang Jian took the contract and looked at it, "No problem, follow me."

He felt no emotion inside, just a desire to laugh.

They were so easily fooled.

Indeed, making money is all about the method.

"So... we just leave? Nothing will happen, right?"

Mr. Qin was trembling, afraid to step out of the dim elevator.

"If you don't leave, you'll only wait for death here," Yang Jian said, "I've said all I'm going to say. If you want to stay here, I won't force you."

With that, he turned and walked into the darkness.

"Wait, wait a minute."

How could they dare to stay here? With Yang Jian leading the way, despite their immense fear, they followed him.

The further they walked, the lighter the surrounding darkness became.

Gradually, the surroundings brightened.

They hadn't walked far when they suddenly found themselves at the entrance of Guanjiang Residential Area.

They were no longer in the sales office.

Shocked, astonished, and incredulous.

This was completely supernatural.

When they looked at Yang Jian again, the contempt in their eyes was gone, replaced by a strange reverence.

A reverence for the unknown and the mysterious.