Mysterious Awakening

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?"

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.

"That bastard Zhang Xiangu has agreed. He asked that person named Yang Jian to come and save us, but the condition is to sign the contract on the spot," Qin Zong said with an unpleasant expression, not knowing if it was because of fear or unwillingness.

"This guy really knows how to choose the timing. Ten billion is ten billion. Sell it to him. This place is haunted, and the houses will definitely not sell in the future. It might not be a bad thing to get rid of it at this time. Consider it as an investment loss, losing a few billion. We can afford it," Qian Zong said tremblingly.

"I think the same way," Qin Zong said.

"Step, step, step."

At this moment, a clear sound of footsteps came from the darkness in front again.

At the same time, a bright light lit up in the darkness. Although it flickered like a candle in the wind, the light never went out.

And as time passed, it approached closer and closer.

"What, what is that?" The nerves of the people tightened again.

Their bodies involuntarily moved backward.

They pressed themselves tightly against the metal wall of the elevator, afraid that the terrifying scene just now would happen again.

"Don't be nervous, it's me."

After the light approached, it turned out to be Yang Jian holding a phone with the flashlight on, walking towards them from the darkness.

"It's only been a dozen minutes, and you two don't recognize me anymore?"

"You, are you Yang Jian?" Qin Zong's eyes narrowed, somewhat incredulous.

He didn't understand why Yang Jian came from the front instead of coming down from the top of the elevator.

"Mr. Zhang asked me to take you out of here, but the condition is to sign this contract," Yang Jian said.

Yang Jian said, "If you two have no issues, please sign as soon as possible. This place is dangerous. Every extra minute we stay, I can't guarantee what might happen."

As he spoke, he walked over and handed them two contracts.

Mr. Qin took the contracts with trembling hands. He took out his pen to sign, but just as he was about to put pen to paper, he suddenly looked up at Yang Jian.

"How much did Zhang Xiangu pay you? I'll double it. As long as this contract isn't signed, you just need to get us out of this hellhole."

"That's right, name your price," Mr. Qin added.

Yang Jian was taken aback, then laughed, "Don't waste your efforts. You can't afford the price Mr. Zhang offered."

"How can we not afford it? Zhang Xiangu is worth only a few billion. Our combined net worth exceeds his. Fifty million, how about I give you fifty million?" Mr. Qin hurriedly said, trying to persuade Yang Jian.

"Fifty million? I just spent fifty million buying this sales office. You can't seriously think I'm some poor beggar who's never seen money before, trying to get rid of me with fifty million," Yang Jian said with a playful smile.

Thanks to his good fortune, his business deals had been getting bigger and bigger. From the initial hundreds of thousands to millions, and finally billions.

Yang Jian's ambitions were growing step by step.

He was no longer the naive student who had just graduated from school.

"So, name your price? As long as we can afford it," Mr. Qin said.

Yang Jian said, "I'll give you two another minute to think. If you still don't sign, I'm leaving. You better prepare to die here. I can feel it, that thing is coming again."

"Two hundred million, how about that?"

"Fifty seconds left."

"Four hundred million, I'll give you four hundred million. That should be enough, right? A full four hundred million, enough for a lifetime of wealth and luxury."

"Forty seconds left." Yang Jian looked at his phone, giving them no room for negotiation.

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.