Put down the phone.

A smile appeared on Yang Jian's lips.

Zhao Kaiming was involved in the ghost knocking incident, which is really good news.

The criminal police department wants him to support him?

It was a joke. The conflict between him and Zhao Kaiming was irreconcilable. If it weren't for not being able to meet, Yang Jian felt that he would just come to the door.

But now, killing people with a knife has saved me a lot of trouble.

"Yang Jian, why are you laughing so perverted? You won't be thinking about some strange things, right?" Zhang Wei, who was playing with his mobile phone, suddenly asked.

"I won't tell you that you still dare to play with your phone at this time. Are you afraid that that ghost will come to you?" Yang Jian said.

Zhang Wei said, "Isn't you brother Le? If Brother Le can't solve it, then I'll be finished long ago. What's there to worry about?"

It seems that nothing wrong to think about it this way.

Just at this moment.

The door to the living room was pushed open.

But Zhang Xiangui walked in with some excitement; "It's successful. Mr. Qian and Mr. Qin agreed to sell the property under their name. I offered a purchase of all the properties for one billion. Your method is good, and they really scared them to agree to everything."

Yang Jian has not focused on controlling the ghost realm yet, but he didn't expect that this will be done?

Of course, this was also expected by him.

"One billion? Too much. According to my opinion, one person can send them with one hundred million. I didn't expect that Uncle Zhang, you are still kind and righteous."

Zhang Xiangui smiled and said, "After all, we still have to meet in the future. We can't do it too much. Otherwise, if others are unwilling to give up, they will definitely come to cause trouble afterwards. I think this is within the range of their hearts. If the price is lowered, it will be counterproductive."

"Uncle Zhang is trying to cut a piece of meat from them, and not let them feel too painful?" Yang Jian understood.

"This is roughly what it means." Zhang Xiangui said.

Yang Jian nodded, thinking that this makes sense. If you stay at a forefront of your life, you will want to see you in the future.

But he wouldn't have done that.

What is Zhang Xiangui's identity?

The boss, who is worth billions, is just a short-lived ghost driver. He can think about it early in the future, but Yang Jian felt it was unnecessary.

"This is a contract drafted before. As long as they are allowed to sign it, everything will be done. As long as they don't know the inside story here, it will be too late even if they realize that they might be fooled afterwards." Zhang Xiangui said.

Yang Jian said: "Since the matter has been decided, let's do it like this. Give me the contract and I'll ask them to sign it."

"After things are done, I will give you 40% of the profit as you said." Zhang Xiangui said.

Even if he gives 40%, he still makes a profit.

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

now.

Mr. Qian, Mr. Qin, and the bodyguards around them, who were trapped on the tenth floor of the underground, were already scared and almost collapsed at this time.

Everyone's face was full of sweat, his eyes were staring at the dim elevator, his whole body was tight, and he didn't dare to step out of here.

Just now, a bodyguard was caught and disappeared into the darkness.

They don't want to be the next one.

"What did that Zhang Xiangui say? Will he agree?" Mr. Qian said with difficulty.

"Zhang Xiangui, that bastard, has agreed to let the man named Yang Jian come to save us, but the premise is to sign the contract on the spot." Mr. Qin's face looked ugly, not sure whether it was because of fear or unwillingness.

"This guy really knows how to choose. One billion is only one billion. Sell it to him. This place is haunted and the house will definitely not be sold in the future. It may not be a good thing to take it off at this time. Just think it is a loss for investment and it is just a few hundred million yuan. This amount of money can still be afforded." Mr. Qian said tremblingly.

"I think so too." Mr. Qin said.

"Tread, step."

At this time, a clear sound of footsteps came again from the darkness ahead.

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

And as time goes by, it gets closer to this side.

"What, what?" Everyone's nerves tensed again.

The body involuntarily retreated.

It was already stuck to the metal wall of the elevator, for fear that the horrible scene just now would happen again.

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

After the light approached, Yang Jian turned on the flashlight with his mobile phone and walked over from the darkness.

"I haven't seen each other for only ten minutes, so the two bosses don't know me anymore?"

"You, are you Yang Jian?" Mr. Qin's eyes shrank, a little incredible.

He didn't understand why Yang Jian came from the front, shouldn't he get off from the elevator?

"Mr. Zhang asked me to take you out of here, but the premise is to sign this contract."

Yang Jian said: "If you have no problems, sign as soon as possible. This place is very dangerous. If you stay for one more minute, I can't guarantee that there will be any accidents."

As he said that, he came over and handed over two contracts.

Mr. Qin took it with his palm tremblingly. He took out his pen and prepared to sign it, but when he was about to finish the writing, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Jian.

"How much money did Zhang Xiangui give you? I will pay double it. As long as you don't sign this contract, you can take us out of this ghost place."

"Yes, Mr. Qin is right, you can offer a price."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Don't waste your time, you can't afford the price you offered by Mr. Zhang."

"How could I not afford it? Zhang Xiangui's net worth is only a few billion. The combined net worth of the two of us exceeds that guy. 50 million. How about I give you 50 million?" Mr. Qin said hurriedly, trying to convince Yang Jian.

"Fifty million? I just bought the sales office here and spent 50 million. You don't really think I'm a pauper who has never seen money. I just want to send me away with 50 million," Yang Jian smiled bitterly.

Rely to your own blessing.

After the previous few times of doing business, the transactions became bigger and bigger, from hundreds of thousands at the beginning to millions at the end, and hundreds of millions at the end.

Yang Jian's vision is getting bigger step by step.

Now he is no longer the ignorant student who just came out of school.

"Then you offer a price? As long as we can afford it, it's fine." Mr. Qin said.

Yang Jian said: "Give two more one minute to think. If you don't sign it, I will leave. You are ready to die here. I can feel that the thing is coming again."

"Two million, how about it?"

"Fifty seconds left."

"I'll pay 400 million, I'll pay 400 million. That's fine, it's a whole 400 million. You'll be rich and prosperous for the rest of your life."

"There are still forty seconds." Yang Jian looked at his phone, giving them no choice.

Mr. Qin's face was filled with cold sweat, and his face became paler.

He urgently hoped that Yang Jian would convince him to take him away from here, but Yang Jian was indifferent at all.

I bid hundreds of millions of dollars, but I didn't waver at all.

If you add more, you might as well sign this contract.

"Mr. Qin, if you don't sign, I will sign it. Losing hundreds of millions is nothing. If you lose your life, you will lose nothing."

Mr. Qian, who was standing by, grabbed the contract and quickly signed his name on it.

"This is OK."

Yang Jian looked at the contract: "You guy is so thief. I missed a name here. The contract will not take effect. I want to trick me into saving you out?"

Mr. Qian's face changed and he hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm still scared, I forgot for a while."

"It doesn't matter if I keep playing. I have time, but that thing can't wait." Yang Jian suddenly looked at the darkness behind him.

A footstep sounded again.

It was different from his footsteps, and the sound was a bit strange, as if someone was walking with his feet on his feet.

"Give it to me, I'll sign it." Mr. Qin was so scared that he didn't dare to bother him anymore. He immediately signed his name, and did not want to fake it.

Mr. Qian, who was standing by, had to add his signature.

"This, is this OK?"

Yang indirectly passed the contract and looked at it; "No problem, come with me."

He had no fluctuations in his heart, and he really wanted to laugh.

It's so easy to fool it.

Sure enough, it is still necessary to make money.

"Just, just leave like this? It won't be a problem."
To be continued...