The Deal Is Underway

Yang Jian gave the choice to Wang Xiaoming.

Since Professor Bruce Pi is so righteous and selfless, he must know what to do.

As long as he killed Wu Yue, Yang Jian would be certain that the deletion of files was for the greater good and was not driven by any personal selfishness. Under such circumstances, he could barely forgive him.

If it cannot be done.

It was just a lie to appease people. Yang Jian would not hesitate to use the power of the vengeful ghost to personally eliminate Wang Xiaoming.

So, now that the gun is in Wang Xiaoming's hands, what will he do?

Yang Jian was very much looking forward to it.

Now.

Zhao Jianguo remained silent, and Li Jun, who was standing to the side, also did not speak.

They know.

This is a transaction.

To exchange the life of an ordinary person for that of a Ghost Tamer for Headquarters.

Wang Xiaoming looked at the pistol in front of him, then glanced at Wu Yue beside him.

"Professor Wang, don't listen to Yang Jian's nonsense. He's using me as a pawn. Even if he kills me, he might not join Headquarters. Besides, I've made significant contributions to the company, both in maintaining the lab's funding and in acquiring the vengeful spirits."

At this moment, Wu Yue panicked.

Others may not know Wang Xiaoming's personality, but he knows it very well.

For the sake of the international community, and to solve the growing number of paranormal events, he would do anything, including killing himself.

"Wu Yue, you don't need to say more. Yang Jian's value is indeed more important than yours. You can replace the general manager of the company if you lose him, but without Yang Jian, there will be one less person in charge of the paranormal incidents in Dachang City. And you know very well the average loss behind a paranormal incident."

Wang Xiaoming reached for his pistol and stood up. "So, your value is far less than his. Now I hope you'll make a sacrifice."

"I will take care of your wife and daughters, so you have nothing to worry about."

"Bang!"

Gunshots rang out.

Wang Xiaoming fired at Wu Yue without hesitation.

But Wu Yue was so frightened that he covered his head and luckily dodged the shot.

"Run!"

At this moment, Wu Yue was on the verge of collapse, and he frantically tried to escape.

"Death can be as light as a feather or as heavy as Mount Tai. Everyone has their time to sacrifice. Now it's your turn. You shouldn't run away; that will only cause you more pain."

"Bang!"

A scream rang out, and Wu Yue, not knowing where he had been hit, stumbled and fell to the ground.

Wang Xiaoming walked over with the gun, pointed it at his head, his face showing no reluctance, only a sense of resignation.

A kind of awareness that allows one to kill with one's own hands for the greater good.

"Wait, wait a minute, Professor Wang, do you remember when I treated you to a massage? I even introduced you to your wife." Wu Yue's face was covered in sweat, and he was trembling all over. He propped himself up with his hands and pleaded.

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, a third gunshot rang out.

"Alright, I've seen your determination. There's no need to actually take action."

Yang Jian suddenly stopped Wang Xiaoming, causing the third shot to miss Wu Yue completely, but Wu Yue was so frightened that he fainted.

Yang Jian, "I will take an assessment after a period of time. Once I pass the assessment, I will join Headquarters and start solving paranormal events for Headquarters. The problem of the paranormal event files in Huanggang Village can be considered solved, but I still don't want the files to be tampered with in the future. If they are tampered with, I have the right to know."

Wang Xiaoming said, "Once you join Headquarters, as long as your contributions are significant enough, some confidential matters will not be kept from you."

"That's good. Now that this matter has been resolved, we can start discussing the acquisition." Yang Jian narrowed his eyes, picked up the body bag next to him, and placed it on the table.

A cold, stench of decay emanated from the bag.

"Two ghosts, plus the ghost coffin I brought from the village, how much are they worth? By the way, both of these items are very valuable, you'll have to pay a high price."

Once the conflicts are resolved, it's time to discuss interests.

"I don't know much about business. You can name a price, as long as you're satisfied, provided the company can provide the funds you need," Wang Xiaoming said. "All I need to do today is take the ghost coffin back."

Does this mean I'm being asked to make an exorbitant demand?

Yang Jian began to make plans in his mind.

This ghost coffin is a ticking time bomb; it definitely can't be kept. It would be best to sell it if possible. And Wang Xiaoming is indeed very eager to get his hands on this ghost coffin. He would feel bad for not getting a good price after all his hard work.

Let me tell you in my heart.

If a ghost's market value is one hundred million,

The coffin and the ghost inside make two ghosts, which is worth two hundred million.

Adding to that Wu Yue's previous statement about a 50% premium, that's 300 million.

Just thinking about it makes me feel good.

I'm about to become a billionaire! This was something I could never have dreamed of when I was in school.

After pondering for a moment, Yang Jian quickly spoke up, "The Ghost Coffin is very special. It's not just a ghost; it also has special abilities. I think it's worth at least five hundred million."

"Okay, five hundred million it is. Who's the finance manager? Transfer the money." Wang Xiaoming called out as he turned around.

Sun Lihong immediately approached, nervous and frightened. "Okay, okay, Professor Wang."

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You agreed so readily, transferring money without a second thought. Was the price you quoted too low?

I wonder if it's too late to change my tune now.

But upon seeing Zhao Jianguo and Li Jun, and sensing this serious atmosphere...

Yang Jian felt that changing his address would be beneath him.

I'm so shy.

But what can't you let go of when money is involved?

"Five hundred million is just for the coffin. I went through all the trouble of transporting it out of the village and even dismantled a sports car. These costs should be factored in, so add another fifty million." Yang Jian forced himself to find an excuse to raise the price.

"Okay, then transfer another 50 million," Wang Xiaoming said.

Depend on.

The quote was still too low.

Indeed, poverty limited my imagination.

Hateful.

I should have read more books; otherwise, I wouldn't have been too embarrassed to ask for money.

Yang Jian wanted to raise the price, but he simply couldn't bring himself to do it.

If they keep raising the price, they'll really lose all face.

"Fine, consider it an act of charity, but I need to get a good price for Feng Quan." Yang Jian felt he should squeeze some money out of Feng Quan.

This guy has caused himself a lot of trouble in Huanggang Village.

Good brother.

Our fortune depends on you.

Yang Jian touched the body bag in front of him.

It was as if he wasn't touching a corpse, but a bag of money.

"Then, it's a pleasure to cooperate."

Seeing that the price had been agreed upon, Wang Xiaoming became somewhat excited. He then said, "Captain Li, could you please transport that ghost coffin back to the laboratory?"

"Certainly."

Li Jun stood up and immediately led a group of security guards from the laboratory to move the ghost coffin.

Yang Jian, "Just a friendly reminder, there's a ghost inside the coffin. Once you open it, the ghost will escape. Be careful. I won't be responsible for any problems that arise."

Thank you.

Li Jun glanced back at Yang Jian.

"Let the company handle the rest of the deal with you. I have to go back to the lab, so I won't stay any longer."

Seeing the coffin being moved, Wang Xiaoming stood up impatiently, ready to leave immediately.

"Um?"

You're leaving already?

Feng Quan, you don't want it anymore? I was planning to rip you off pretty badly.

At this moment, Yang Jian realized that he had made a huge mistake.

This Feng Quan doesn't seem to be worth much.

"Mr. Yang, please give me your guidance. I will be in charge of the following transaction. I wonder if Mr. Yang has any objections?"

Sun Lihong, standing to the side, took a slight breath and spoke somewhat nervously.