Safety House

"Nothing has happened, everything is calm. You're right, nothing unusual has occurred in the East District. It seems we'll have to wait for reports from the other districts."

Yang Jian was unaware of what had happened on Ye Feng's side. After driving around in circles several times, he still couldn't find the Ghost Infant and had to give up.

He felt this was a waste of time.

He'd be better off doing something else with that time.

"It's time to go home and get some sleep. That's enough for today. We can talk about it tomorrow," Yang Jian said.

Zhang Han said, "Going back like this might be difficult to explain, wouldn't it?"

"What's so hard about explaining this? It's already 10 p. m., and according to working hours, I'm working overtime right now. What can we do if we can't find the Ghost Infant? This is such a big city; figuring out the cause won't be a matter of just a day or two," Yang Jian.

Sun Yi said, "You're being too relaxed. After all, this is a special situation. We're all in the midst of a paranormal event. Even if we don't discover anything, we don't have to go home and sleep."

Yang Jian, "You must not have a girlfriend."

"Uh, how did you know?" Sun Yi asked.

"How could someone with a girlfriend not go home to sleep?" Yang Jian gave a knowing smile.

Sun Yi; "."

"Even after work, it's better to stay together. If one of the three of us is left out, who knows if we'll ever have another chance to get together," Zhang Han said. "We learned a bloody lesson from the Huanggang Village incident last time."

In the last incident, it was because I was alone that I was brutally killed by the ghosts one by one.

If it weren't for Feng Quan in the ghost coffin making up the numbers, Yang Jian and Zhang Han would have been dead long ago.

"This incident is different from the last one; being alone isn't as scary as it seems."

Yang Jian, "Let's start taking action tomorrow. That's about it for today. It's impossible to resolve things in one day. Without sufficient information, even if we stay here, it's just like being online and idle; we won't be of any use."

That's all for now. We'll meet at the gymnasium tomorrow.

Sun Yi and Zhang Han didn't object after hearing this, since what he said made sense. Even if they guarded the East District 24 hours a day, if there was no incident, there was no incident.

However, Yang Jian's departure wasn't because he actually wanted to go back to sleep.

But he had other things to do.

Solving this paranormal event is the top priority, but what I need to do myself is also very important.

After returning to the residential area, Yang Jian saw bank security personnel escorting boxes into the villa.

Jiang Yan didn't go to work; she just stood by and directed, "Move these things inside, put them all in that room, don't just leave them lying around. They look heavy, I don't want to have to move them again later."

"Yang Jian, you're back just in time, your package has arrived."

Yang Jian walked over and said, "Contact General Manager Zhang for me. I have something I'd like to ask him for a favor."

"What's wrong? How could I possibly know?" Jiang Yan asked.

"You'll find out when the time is right," Yang Jian.

"Okay." Jiang Yan immediately contacted Zhang Xiangui and said, "Mr. Zhang is at the sales office over there, he'll be here soon."

"By the way, what are these things you bought? They look quite expensive."

Yang Jian, "It's nothing, just a batch of gold. The last bit of inventory held by the major banks in Dachang City is all here."

"Huh?" Jiang Yan's eyes widened suddenly.

Shortly after the items were moved and the staff left, Zhang Xiangui rushed over.

"Brother Leg, Miss Jiang told me you were looking for me. What's up?" Zhang Xiangui asked.

Yang Jian, "Please have a seat, Mr. Zhang. There is indeed something I need to ask of you."

"Just say what you need to say, there's no need for such formalities," Zhang Xiangui said with a smile.

Yang Jian, "By the way, when I came here just now, I saw quite a few delivery trucks going in and out of the community. Did Mr. Zhang buy anything?"

Zhang Xiangui said, "It's nothing, just some ordinary daily necessities. Right now, all the food in the major supermarkets in Dachang City has been looted. Fortunately, I contacted several of my large supermarkets in time to have them close early and transport some supplies from their warehouses. You know, Brother Leg, it's better to be safe than sorry. It's always good to have some things first, anyway, they're not worth much money."

"That's true, but more important than supplies is the protection of life. Mr. Zhang, would you be willing to do me a favor and build me a safe house?"

Yang Jian, "I can't do this. Only Boss Zhang at the construction site has the manpower and resources for it."

"Safe house? There are a few basements like that in the community. I've already got them under construction; it's being built right up ahead," Zhang Xiangui said.

"That thing can only provide refuge, not protection from ghosts. What I need is a safe house that can prevent paranormal events," Yang Jian.

Zhang Xiangui was taken aback. "Brother Leg, what are you planning to do?"

"The power of ghosts cannot affect gold. I plan to use the only gold I currently possess to build a small room to avoid paranormal events. The room must be as airtight as possible, and also sturdy enough."

Yang Jian dragged a box out of the next room, opened it, and found it was full of gold bars.

"The quantity isn't much, only a little over two tons. I need to keep some as a backup. Mr. Zhang, do you have any good plans?"

More than two tons of gold?

Even Zhang Xiangui, who was very wealthy, was taken aback by Yang Jian's extravagant spending.

The gold market is currently experiencing explosive growth, with various forms of capital pouring in, and the price of physical gold changing daily.

With over two tons of gold, Yang Jian is undoubtedly the richest man in Dachang City.

Quickly recovering from his surprise, Zhang Xiangui pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, two tons of gold is far from enough for building materials, but it can be used to build a small room. I can burn the gold, turn it into steel plates, and then weld them together. But that won't work; it's too thin and not strong enough. Perhaps it would be good to use it as a sandwich layer, placed between two steel plates."

After thinking for a moment, he rubbed his head and said, "I need to find a designer to design it on a computer, as well as the size of the safe house, the number of people it can accommodate, and all the conditions for maintaining survival must meet the standards."

"Although these kinds of projects aren't large, there are too many things to consider. I do have a suggestion, but I don't know if Brother Leg agrees."

Yang Jian, "What suggestion?"

"I'm currently building a shelter, right? The construction plan and design are complete, and construction is already underway. Since it's just a renovation, the progress is fast, and it should be finished within about a month. Rather than building a separate safe house that doesn't provide any conditions for survival, why not isolate a room in the shelter I'm building to use as a safe house?"

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes. "Build the safe house in your shelter, Mr. Zhang?"

"I'm just suggesting it." Zhang Xiangui smiled awkwardly; he knew, of course, that Yang Jian had seen through his intentions.

A safe house costing billions is something even he can't afford to build. There must be a reason why Yang Jian wants to build one. If he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity, then all his business ventures in this life will have been for nothing.

Yang Jian thought about it for a moment. Although Zhang Xiangui had some selfish motives, it was indeed a win-win cooperation.

He couldn't possibly build a safe house by himself, and he lacked the manpower. Under such circumstances, no company would take on the job, and even if they did, Yang Jian wouldn't feel comfortable entrusting all his gold to someone else.

Moreover, a safe house is not just a single room; it also requires various supporting facilities, such as ventilation, drinking water, and supplies.

Zhang Xiangui can perfectly solve all sorts of other problems and is also trustworthy.

"Yes, we can build it in your shelter, Mr. Zhang. But a safe house can't be too big, and it can only support a limited number of people. I wonder how Mr. Zhang plans to allocate them?" Yang Jian.

The allocation of personnel can actually be viewed as the allocation of shares.

Once the shelter is built, how many shares will Yang Jian own, and how many will Zhang Xiangui own?

Now, Zhang Xiangui was in a dilemma. He naturally wanted a 50/50 split, but Yang Jian had put up billions of gold, and his 50/50 split would be treating Yang Jian like a fool.

Business is important, but so are personal relationships.

"How about 70/30? If we don't have enough materials, I can add some gold." After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Xiangui quoted his price.

Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "Okay."

Zhang Xiangui breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, "Thanks, Brother Leg."

Judging from the prices offered by both parties, he certainly came out on top. After all, even if he sold all his assets, he might not be able to raise that much gold.

"Mr. Zhang, please start construction as soon as possible. As for the gold, have someone come and move it here tomorrow. Also, whatever you do, don't make the gold too thin just to expand the safe house. If it's too thin, it'll be like a piece of paper; it'll tear easily and then it'll be useless," Yang Jian.

"Don't worry, Brother Leg, I'll take care of the thickness and other details," Zhang Xiangui said. "I won't let the quality be subpar."

"That's settled then. Also, Mr. Zhang, it would be best if you could find a doctor to give everyone in the community a daily check-up, especially their stomachs. If anyone is pregnant, notify me immediately," Yang Jian.

Although Zhang Xiangui didn't quite understand, he knew there must be a reason, and nodded in agreement.

After discussing other matters, the two parted ways.

"Building a golden house, that's really extravagant. Such a young man, yet he's so extravagant, spending billions without batting an eye. Compared to Yang Jian, Zhang Wei Yang Jian a complete idiot. Besides playing games, livestreaming, and playing with guns all day, he's good for nothing. Now he's even stopped studying; he probably won't have a chance to go to university."

On the way back, Zhang Xiangui was still amazed by Yang Jian's decision, and at the same time felt ashamed of the gap between his son and Yang Jian.

"No, the more I think about it, the angrier I get. I need to go back and give that kid a good beating to vent my anger."

Zhang Xiangui nodded, and then his mood brightened.

At this moment, inside the villa.

"Yang Jian, I'm so bored. I feel like I'm going crazy. Shouldn't we do something to kill time? How about we play role-playing games?" After everyone left, Jiang Yan sat down next to Yang Jian in a coquettish manner and hugged his arm.

"For example?" Yang Jian.

Jiang Yan said, "For example, how about I pretend to be a nurse and give you an injection? Or how about I pretend to be a teacher and you pretend to be a student? Oh, right, how about I pretend to be a housewife and you pretend to be a deliveryman?"

Yang Jian thought for a moment and said, "Did you secretly play on Zhang Wei's computer? And did you open that folder called 'Battle of Mount Akina'?"

"How did you know?" Jiang Yan's eyes widened.

Yang Jian, "Do I know it's strange?"

"Are we still playing?" Jiang Yan whispered sweetly in his ear.

"In this time, quickly calculate how many grams of gold there are in total. Make sure there are no mistakes when you hand it over to Zhang Xiangui tomorrow. Remember to keep accurate accounts. Although it's a favor, some accounts still need to be clarified. Also, remember to supervise the construction. That way, he'll feel at ease, and I'll feel at ease too," Yang Jian.

"Now?" Jiang Yan's face fell instantly. "How about tomorrow?"

"Okay, then write your resignation letter today. I'll hire an accountant tomorrow," Yang Jian.

"Wait here, I'll go do the accounting right away." Jiang Yan immediately jumped up and ran off.

At that moment, Liu Xiaoyu's voice suddenly came through Yang Jian's satellite-guided phone. "Yang Jian, something's happened, Ye Feng and He Chuan are missing."

"Two grown men going out for a good time so late, why are you making such a fuss? I still want to sleep," Yang Jian.

"Zhao Kaiming sent word that they encountered a paranormal event. You should go to the gymnasium early tomorrow; Professor Wang is holding a meeting," Liu Xiaoyu said.

"Another meeting?"

"We have an important lead this time, so please be there on the spot."

"I understand," Yang Jian said thoughtfully.

As expected, the previous deduction was correct: the Dongcheng District, which he was in charge of, was fine, but people in other districts were unlucky.

He Chuan, with his bit-part appearance, is probably finished.

As for Ye Feng, that guy is incredibly arrogant; he won't die so easily even if he wants to.

The fact that the two of them disappeared together definitely suggests something fishy is going on.