Yang Jian had gone to bed very late last night. Too many things had happened recently, and there was much he needed to consider and judge.
That was difficult for a high school student like him, someone without much life experience. Some matters could not be handled however he pleased according to his own temperament—for example, the conflict with Headquarters, Cao Yanhua's advice, and his assessment of the situation.
Teachers at school would not teach him such things, and this was not school.
He did not know whether certain choices were right or wrong. All Yang Jian could do was ensure his own personal interests before making any decision.
"Taking a loss is a blessing" was only something people said to comfort themselves.
If someone like Yang Jian took a loss, the consequence would be death—or even a reckoning.
This was not children playing house. It was a game of survival.
Morning.
A phone call woke Yang Jian from his deep sleep.
It was his personal phone. His previous phone had been damaged by him, but he had plenty of backups. He only needed to switch SIM cards to keep using one, and he could afford that with his current finances.
"Hello, is this Yang Jian?" A middle-aged man's voice came through the phone, polite and somewhat restrained.
Yang Jian could not recognize the voice. He checked the caller ID and immediately remembered that this was someone he had met on the plane to J City before.
His name was Wan Delu, the chairman of the Wan De Group. He had been dragged into the supernatural incident on the plane.
"President Wan. What is it?" Yang Jian asked.
Wan Delu's voice came from the other end. "Haha, Brother Leg really does forget things easily. Didn't you ask me to investigate