Mysterious resurgence

Yang Jian felt an unusual aura and looked towards the exit of the party hall.

A group of people came over behind the open doors. They seemed to be here to attend the party. They were all in suits and leather shoes. The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties. He was slightly fat and wearing a suit. He looked like a boss. , with a somewhat inexplicable smile on his face, giving people a very strong and arrogant look.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang, I haven't seen you for half a year and you are still like this. Nothing has changed. How about it? I took over the Guanjiang Community project and paid for it. I passed by there when I came here. Many properties were empty and the sales department was empty. It's closed. I heard that you were going to open a company and solicit investment, so I came here uninvited. I hope you won't be offended."

This boss seemed to know Zhang Xiangui. As soon as he came in, he laughed and said something without being shy at all. His words were heard by many people around him.

"Mr. Qian?"

Zhang Xiangui, who was in the crowd, put down the champagne in his hand at this time and showed a gentle smile: "It's indeed a long time since we last met. Where has Mr. Qian invested in the past six months? I haven't contacted him much. I didn't expect Mr. Qian to be there today." If you are interested in joining us, you are really a rare visitor."

He also said hello politely.

Zhang Xiangui, Mr. Qian, and another boss jointly invested in the community project in Guanjiang Community.

It was originally possible to make a fortune, but due to supernatural events, the construction site was stopped. Later, Yang Jian was scared, so he obediently transferred the entire project to Zhang Xiangui at the lowest price, and the two of them took out the money and left. .

Speaking of which, Mr. Qian didn’t lose money at the beginning, and of course he didn’t make any money either.

Although Yang Jian's original approach was a bit inappropriate, there was nothing wrong with it. Although he made fifty shares in vain, he also helped solve the supernatural incident. Otherwise, Zhang Xiangui and the boss would have gone bankrupt. .

Because haunted places will 100% be blocked by city officials. Don't even think about entering those properties, let alone selling them.

"Has Mr. Zhang had any financial problems recently? If you need help, just ask." Mr. Qian came over and said with a smile.

Zhang Xiangui also smiled and said: "It would be best if Mr. Qian can contribute. Of course, it doesn't matter if it is inconvenient. But Mr. Qian, don't get me wrong. Although I am the organizer of this party, the real protagonist is It’s not me, I’m just here to support you shamelessly.”

"Oh, is there such a thing?" Mr. Qian was surprised.

Unexpectedly, this party was not organized by Zhang Xiangui, but was organized by others.

Who in Dachang City has such a great reputation that Zhang Xiangui would even try to fawn over him?

"You won't lie to me." Immediately, Mr. Qian became suspicious again: "I heard that your property can't be sold at all. Don't be embarrassed. What kind of relationship do we have? If I can help, I will definitely help. .”

He thought Zhang Xiangui was embarrassed and deliberately used such rhetoric.

Zhang Xiangui smiled and said nothing.

Will he be short of money?

Ever since he cooperated with Yang Jian, his company's development has gone smoothly. On the surface, nothing was sold in the Guanjiang Community building, but in fact, they were all subscribed secretly. Many of the people who subscribed were from him. I don’t know them, they are all rich or noble people, and I don’t know where they heard the news. A small house with tens of millions or hundreds of millions can be bought without batting an eyelid.

Therefore, the community looks deserted, but in fact it is already a cornucopia. If Yang Jian is now the richest man in Dachang City, then he ranks second.

However, these days it’s not enough just to have money, you also have to have connections.

This gathering, on the surface, is to attract investment, but in fact it is to expand the personal connections of Yang Jian's company to facilitate some subsequent business cooperation and some future layout.

Some things cannot be fought alone. People need to be recruited into a group. Unity is strength.

While the two were talking, a man in his thirties who looked like a bodyguard in a suit next to Mr. Qian suddenly looked towards a corner of the hall.

But the target was blocked by the crowd, and there was no way to see Yang Jian squatting in the corner eating skewers.

But it doesn't hinder that weird feeling that is incomprehensible.

The ghost master!

The man in his thirties, wearing a suit, hesitated for a moment, then strode in that direction.

He was defiant along the way, and instead of getting out of the way of the people in front of him, he bumped into the guests who were blocking his way.

"Why did you bump into me all of a sudden?" A beautiful woman exclaimed and almost fell to the ground.

Some bosses were knocked to the ground and couldn't help but cursed: "Damn, who is that?"

"Hey, why are you so rude?" The woman named Tang Yanyan shouted unhappily.

But the man ignored it and continued to walk forward.

"Who is this? Was this intentional?" Tang Yanyan was very angry when she saw this person running rampant.

It's a good party, but why do so many abnormal people sneak in, not even looking at the road?

"Yang Jian, what did that woman say to you just now? Is she asking you for your contact information? Don't give it to her. You can tell at a glance that that kind of woman is not a good person." Jiang Yan was wearing beautiful clothes at this time Dress, standing in front of Yang Jian, bulging his face, looking jealous.

"Besides, she's not as beautiful as me. It's better to look at her than me."

She was worried, fearing that someone would snatch Yang Jian away.

"People are just saying hello to me, don't be so nervous." Yang Jian said casually: "Besides, aren't you with me every day? And you also know that I am not very interested in women."

"Um?"

As soon as he said this, Zhang Wei next to him stared at him with wide eyes, and then quietly moved to the side to distance himself a little.

"What about Sister Zhang?" Jiang Yan curled her lips and whispered.

"You always have to try things you haven't tried before, and at the same time verify whether I am still a normal man." Yang Jian said calmly, not shying away at all.

"Um."

Zhang Wei next to him nodded, with a pleased smile on his face, and then moved back.

At this time, Jiang Yan stretched out her hand and said with a smile: "Then stop eating here and take me to the party, okay? I don't want to be talked to by those random people. It makes me sick to see you. I'm yours. This You should hold me around every now and then."

She didn't shy away from her ideas, she was bold and enthusiastic.

As a person who has witnessed the process of Yang Jian standing at the top of the city from the beginning, how can those ordinary, vulgar, and wealthy people like her, or how can they be worthy of her to take another look? ?

It's almost like a species gap.

No wonder beauties in ancient times would rather be the emperor's concubine than the wife of a wealthy businessman.

Jiang Yan had such a feeling.

She was in too deep.

Yang Jian raised his head slightly and looked at her, his face was still expressionless, still so cold, his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water, without any fluctuations.

But he reached out and grabbed Jiang Yan's wrist.

"Um?"

Before Jiang Yan could react, she felt herself being suddenly pulled hard by Yang Jian. As if she was about to fly out, her feet were unsteady and she was knocked forward.

"Oh my god."

She almost cried immediately.

My boyfriend is unreliable.

In mid-air, Jiang Yan spun around and fell to the ground. She gasped in pain.

"Don't touch her, or I will beat you to death."

Yang Jian's voice was cold and he stared at the man in a suit who suddenly appeared behind Jiang Yan.

The man in a suit also had a numb face. He just raised his hand and wanted to push Jiang Yan away, but Yang Jian noticed it in advance.

"Fuck, I want to cause trouble."

Zhang Wei on the side also opened his eyes immediately and threw away the skewers in his hand.

Click!

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and bullets were loaded instantly.

Zhang Wei also stood up, his movements were very fast, his left and right hands were incredibly flexible, the two golden guns had been raised, and they were pressed up and down against the head and chest of the man in front of him, and his fingers were already on the triggers. , it only takes one click and gunshots will sound in this hall.

If nothing goes wrong with the person in front of him, his head will explode and he will be shot in the chest.

"Are you the person in charge of Dachang City, the rumored Ghost Eye Yang Jian?"

The man in a suit in front of him said expressionlessly. He moved his eyes, looked at Zhang Wei, and then withdrew his gaze, as if he did not put an ordinary person in his eyes.

Even the guns are special.

"So, you organized this party?"

Yang Jian also stood up calmly: "I'm in a good mood today and don't want to kill anyone, so if you're wise, please restrain yourself a little. Don't, don't make trouble here."

"My name is Wang Han. I have no other intention, I just want to get to know you." The man still stretched out his hand with a numb look on his face.

Yang Jian did not shake hands, but said coldly: "You shouldn't have this attitude if you want to get to know me."

"Attitude? You mean the way I came here just now? Since when do people like us have an attitude towards ordinary people? If those people dare to say anything, they will be trampled to death." Wang Han said.

His tone was calm, as if he was saying something trivial, and he seemed to do this kind of thing often.

That kind of disregard for life, and even the attitude of wanting to kill people casually, makes people feel chilling in their hearts.

Although he still has the consciousness of a living person, he no longer has the emotions of a living person. In other words, his concepts have even changed, and he has gradually become out of touch with the category of human beings.

"It seems to make some sense, but I don't like you saying this on my territory, especially in front of me." Yang Jian pointed to his feet: "Kowtow, let's forget about today's matter. I No matter who you are, no matter where you come from, no matter what ideas you come to me with."

"In short, if you don't treat me as a human being, I won't treat you as a human being. Since you are no longer a human being, kowtow will not affect you."

As he spoke, the ghost eyes on his forehead had opened.