With just a slight use of the illusion brought by the first level of Ghost Eye in the Ghost Domain, Yang Jian had already proven the reality of supernatural events to these people.
He had just sat down when several presidents imdiately raised their hands and said, "I'm in on these projects."
"I'm in, too."
There were many respondents, but there were also quite a few who hesitated, not because they were not interested in investing, but because the entry point was too high. The threshold set by Yang Jian was ten billion, which was enough to keep them out, unless they were willing to sell off everything and bet all their assets on the investnt. But if they did that, it would almost certainly an bankruptcy.
A bankrupt president is still considered a president?
So the majority were still unwilling to commit.
The number of people willing to participate in Wang Bin's project was already about a dozen or so, which essentially t Yang Jian's expectations.
Jiang Yan's eyes were shining brightly at this mont, filled with excitent.
Because this ant that the account she managed would soon see an increase of over a hundred billion in cash, and perhaps even more. Handling such a large sum of money by herself was incredibly exciting, although the money was Yang Jian's, she believed deep down that she was Yang Jian's person, so the money was still related to her.
"This is great, they are all willing to invest," Jiang Yan said excitedly in a low voice.
Yang Jian remained unmoved. In truth, with his abilities, a single business trip could earn him an unimaginable sum. His reason for getting these people involved was not because he valued their wealth but for their manpower, materials, and network assistance.
After all, there were too many projects and he needed people to help execute them.
One company in Shangtong Tower could not possibly handle it all, even with the involvent of Zhang Xiangu's construction company, it was far from enough.
This was the ti to rely on others.
This wasn't a matter of supernatural events but a normal business collaboration. Going it alone wouldn't work; integrating resources, manpower, and financial power was the right approach. Although Yang Jian did not understand business, he had picked up so understanding through his exposure over the past few days in the company.
And he didn't need to understand too much.
He just needed to trust the work to those who did understand and provide his cooperation.
"If you are interested in investing, you can co to my company at any ti and look for President Wang. He is in charge of all these matters," Yang Jian said slowly, pointing to Wang Bin sitting across on the sofa.
Wang Bin nodded, gesturing to everyone to signal his position, though his expression was calm, his heart was filled with amazent.
Where in the world did people do business and pull investnts like this?
It was like playing house, unexpectedly simple and easy.
Indeed, it wasn't that business was hard to do; it was the world that was changing. These wealthy individuals had already received the news and rumors, so they were preparing in advance.
What persuaded them wasn't Yang Jian, but the situation.
"Who could have imagined that the poor student from half a year ago would have grown to this extent, managing an entire city... Truly great heroes erge in troubled tis. It's just a pity that there was no developnt between Shan Shan and him; otherwise, the result would have been different," Wang Bin lanted in his heart.
Thinking of his daughter, Wang Shanshan, who always appeared cold and emotionless, truly not endearing.
Moreover... at the beginning, Yang Jian had been chased away by his wife, which might have changed the situation had it not happened.
Wang Bin glanced at the two won sitting to the left and right of Yang Jian.
But for a person of today's stature like Yang Jian, he was no longer lacking in the company of beautiful won, especially Jiang Yan, who had been with Yang Jian for a long ti, both as a personal housekeeper and as the company's accountant. The level of trust she had signified sothing very clear to people of status.
"What I have to say today is just this. So things within our circle are confidential, which I am not at liberty to reveal in order not to cause panic among you. If you are concerned, you can search for related content online. I won't say any more, please continue to enjoy the party,"
Yang Jian stood up again, ready to leave.
"President Yang, please wait a mont; I have a question I'd like to ask President Yang if it's not too much trouble." At this point, one of the presidents raised his hand and spoke.
Yang Jian paused his steps and asked, "What's your question?"
The person said, "If we, the investors, really encounter any dangers, can your company co to our rescue?"
The others also looked toward Yang Jian, feeling that this question was particularly important.
The investnt was one thing, but what was crucial was the guarantee of their lives.
Yang Jian thought for a mont and said, "Within Dachang City, any danger can be brought to . Even if I am not present, I will arrange for soone to co to the rescue. Naturally, as investors, your personal safety will be ensured. But once you leave Dachang City, I can do nothing for you. It's not feasible to call for my help if you're abroad and in trouble; that's not saving lives, that's retrieving bodies."
Many of the presidents laughed, finding Yang Jian's words reliable.
"That's reassuring," said the president as he nodded in agreent, deciding to move to Dachang City.
"If there are any more questions, feel free to ask, and I will do my best to answer them." Yang Jian's attitude this ti was rather friendly, after all, considering the financial aspect.
Ma Youcai hesitated for a mont before speaking up, "I've heard that President Yang, you are the captain of Dachang City. What does this captain an?"
"An arrangent from headquarters. Top ghost envoys who solve enough supernatural events can be chosen as captains..."
Yang Jian imdiately explained, which seed like a secret to an outsider, but to him, it was simply information that could be obtained with a little inquiry.
After all, people outside the circle did not have equal access to information.
Captain, huh?
After listening to Yang Jian's description, many people exchanged knowing looks, even feeling sowhat relieved, as if they had placed their bets correctly.
The powers of a captain were incredibly vast, akin to being a feudal lord in ancient tis.
"Why does Captain Yang only manage a single city? According to Captain Yang's previous description, shouldn't your jurisdiction extend far beyond just one city?" soone asked, slightly skeptical.
Yang Jian glanced around and stared at him for a few seconds before saying, "It's because I don't want to manage it, and I can't manage it. More territory isn't always better. Greedy people tend to die faster. If I made you the global president, could you ensure world peace? If I put you in charge of a village, then surely there wouldn't be a problem, and you could guarantee that everything would be well-managed."
"I see, my apologies for not considering the full picture," the man imdiately apologized.
His previous remarks had indeed implied a doubt about Yang Jian's capabilities, not the size of his domain, but now he realized that his thought was mistaken.
The larger the area one manages, the more certain it is that so places will be neglected.
This was good for Yang Jian, but it was very bad news for the rest of them.
Yang Jian's several seconds of attention were a warning to him to drop such thoughts.
Afterward, Yang Jian cleared up so people's doubts, and those who were on the fence began to waver. Many who were hesitant made up their minds to invest.
"Team Leader Yang, today's gathering was an interruption, and I'll take my leave now. I hope that the next ti we et, we can sit down and chat just like today, rather than drawing swords at first sight," said soone.
Not long after, Wang Han stood up, preparing to leave early.
Yang Jian looked at him, "That also depends on how twisted you beco. If you beco so twisted that you're no different from a fierce ghost, then I won't be so polite to you."
"I hope so," Wang Han nodded and then turned around to leave.
President Qian hesitated, but did not follow him. Instead, he chose to stay.
At this mont, Yang Jian was wandering around the hall, eating with Jiang Yan and Zhang Liqin, greeting so people, and making small talk. Of course, during the period, all he received were complints and flatteries.
Complints about Yang Jian being young and talented, and also ant to get closer to him.
"President Yang, I am truly sorry for earlier, for not recognizing you. I'll drink one penalty drink, hoping you, President Yang, are magnanimous and won't take the earlier misunderstanding to heart."
That's when a coquettish voice sounded. Tang Yanyan, the long-legged beauty from earlier, walked over with a glass of red wine, looking very apologetic.
At that mont, she felt both trepidation and hope.
After all, although she had inwardly cursed Yang Jian and Zhang Wei as idiots, she hadn't said it aloud.
If it wasn't spoken, it wasn't said.
And if she could establish even a slight connection, it would be great.
"It's fine. There aren't many who recognize here," Yang Jian replied calmly.
"President Yang is straightforward. Then I'll take this drink as an apology," Tang Yanyan did not hesitate and drained the red wine in one gulp.
Yang Jian said, "There's no need to apologize. You didn't do anything wrong."
Tang Yanyan set down her wine glass, her cheeks flushed with the effect of the alcohol, and in a coquettish voice asked, "I wonder if President Yang's company is still hiring? I would like to work at your company. What do you think?"
As soon as these words ca out,
Jiang Yan imdiately beca wary, then suspiciously stared at the woman.
As a woman, she clearly understood what this person was up to.
It was obvious that she was trying to seduce Yang Jian.
"I rarely deal with company matters. Ah Wei is in charge of hiring. Ah Wei, where are you?" Yang Jian looked around.
"Xiao Yang, what's up? I'm eating here. So busy, you know. You're all grown up; you should learn to be independent. Don't rely on for everything; I'm under a lot of pressure," Zhang Wei said as he walked over, holding a plate and eating.
Yang Jian said, "This beautiful lady wants to join the company. Can you take care of it?"
"No problem," replied Zhang Wei, still eating as he nodded.
"General Wei, hello," Tang Yanyan greeted with a smile.
Zhang Wei said, "I'm not General Wei. My surna is Zhang... Want to work at the company, no problem. Do you know how to play gas?"
"Huh?"
Tang Yanyan's smile froze, suddenly filled with doubts.
"I'm going to sit over there," Yang Jian patted Zhang Wei's shoulder and left.
"Why, do you like that woman just now?"
Jiang Yan, who was now linking arms with Yang Jian, spoke with a hint of jealousy, "What's so good about her? She can't compare to Elder Sister Qin in terms of body, nor can she beat in looks. Is it just because she is taller?"
"That was a normal social interaction; don't say nonsense."
Zhang Liqin started explaining, then her gaze lingered on Yang Jian for a mont, and she smiled, "Besides, she was enthusiastically toasting you. One should not slap a smiling face; we still need to keep up appearances."
"I just don't like it when these won hang around Yang Jian," Jiang Yan whispered, her head slightly lowered.
Yang Jian remained silent, his thoughts wandering.
He was not pondering the recent incident, but the words of Wang Han who had left earlier.
If the path of controlling fierce ghosts was wrong,
Then what was the right path?
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