Shangtong Meeting

After discussing Wang Shanshan's matter, Yang Jian decided to put the matter of the curse left by the starving ghost aside for the time being, because this matter did not need to be resolved in a hurry. The Ghost Infant was very special, an anomaly born from a supernatural event, and required some time to study.

Today, Yang Jian called everyone to a meeting mainly for another matter.

Zhang Han arrived at 9:10. With all the key personnel of the meeting present, Yang Jian spoke frankly to them.

"Actually, the reason I called everyone here today is to see if we can come together and start a company?"

"Start a company? Brother Leg, you're not short of money right now, why bother starting a company? It's too tiring, wouldn't it be better to just stay at home and collect money peacefully?" Zhang Wei was quite surprised when he heard that Yang Jian wanted to start a company.

After all, given Yang Jian's current status, position, and resources, he doesn't need to do such a thankless task.

Besides, how much can you earn by starting a company?

Yang Jian's single mission was equivalent to a company's annual income.

"Don't be so quick to interrupt, listen to Brother Leg's analysis." Zhang Xiangui waved his hand to quiet Zhang Wei down.

Yang Jian, "The real purpose of starting a company is certainly not to make money. After all, with the sudden occurrence of paranormal events around the world, the role of money will continue to diminish in the future. In fact, you can already feel some of the signs: soaring gold prices, rising commodity prices, and both real estate and finance are showing signs of collapse."

Of course he didn't know these figures; they were compiled by Jiang Yan. She still hadn't been able to withdraw the five million she had invested in the stock market, and she had been complaining about being poor to him in the car earlier.

"That's true, I've been keeping an eye on it recently." Zhang Xiangui nodded in agreement. His company has dedicated analysts who have already noticed that a global financial crisis is brewing.

"However, such global upheaval is not very meaningful to us, since it is an inevitable trend that no one can change. So what we need to do is figure out how to deal with it."

Yang Jian said, "To put it bluntly, it's all about survival and safety."

Wang Bin, who was standing to the side, listened with interest and asked, "So, what exactly are your plans?"

"I haven't thought it through yet, but I feel that no matter what happens in the future, one person's strength is not enough. So I think starting a company, uniting everyone's strength, and being prepared for any eventuality is the best strategy. After all, we are all people who survived the Starvation Ghost Incident. This experience is right here, and I think it can save us a lot of talking."

Yang Jian glanced at everyone and said.

If it were someone who had never experienced a paranormal event, he would have to explain what a ghost is and what horror is. In the end, no one would believe him.

"That makes sense. I'll be the first to support this plan."

Zhang Xiangui thought for a moment and immediately made a decision, "I may not have other skills, but I have money and manpower."

Wang Bin pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, I've been keeping an eye on special events around the world online during this time, and I've also considered the worst-case scenario. When I had nothing to do, I wrote a few documents. I originally wanted to find some time to talk to you about them, Yang Jian, but I was delayed because of Shan Shan's matter. Haiyan, take out that document from your bag."

Wang Haiyan, who was standing next to her, hurriedly opened her bag and took out a stack of documents.

"Yang Jian, take a look." Wang Bin handed it over.

"Uncle Wang is really impressive. No wonder he's a professional manager; he's not idle even while sitting at home," Yang Jian said with a smile.

Even if such a business talent loses his job, he doesn't need to worry. As long as he writes a copy that convinces investors, he can immediately make a comeback and become a manager or president. Moreover, it seems that Wang Bin has been eyeing him for a long time because of his huge resources. Otherwise, he wouldn't have carried the copy with him this time.

I took the documents and looked them over.

"Resource and Material Reserve Plan"

"Business Security Zone Plan."

"Survival Base Construction Plan"

After quickly glancing at it, Yang Jian said, "Uncle Wang, your thinking is a bit extreme; you've actually considered the possibility of societal collapse."

The plan was only part of the story. Wang Bin, of course, also had the persuasive skills to convince investors. He earnestly stated, "Considering the frequent occurrence of paranormal events and the global economic turmoil, there is a very high probability of a global financial crisis in the future. This would be a major disaster, and industries such as real estate, energy, food, and transportation would suffer devastating blows."

"Without considering war, disasters, or diseases, a massive wave of unemployment and the current supply chain in human society would be enough to destroy everything. After all, the more sophisticated the social structure, the easier it is to collapse. A problem in any link will cause a devastating catastrophe. Of course, perhaps what I'm saying sounds alarmist, like the end of the world, and it's hard for people to believe."

"But don't forget, all of this is predicated on the premise that the paranormal events have not been completely resolved."

"Fear is a catalyst, especially when this fear spreads globally. Take the Starvation Ghost Incident, for example. Although I don't know much about it, how many people can bear the fear of impending death? So, considering the worst and preparing for the best is, in my opinion, very necessary."

"Act now while the market is still healthy, otherwise even if you have money later, you might not be able to spend it, and then it will be too late."

Wang Bin spoke eloquently, from the global economy to social conditions and then to personal living conditions. He gradually extended those impossible things to individuals, thus creating a sense of inexplicable crisis in everyone.

This eloquence is enough to impress any wealthy businessman.

This assumes they are convinced of the existence of paranormal events.

After listening, Zhang Xiangui clapped and said, "A very insightful analysis. After hearing it, I'm even tempted to invest in your project. What do you think, Brother Leg?"

All of this still depends on Yang Jian.

He is the backbone of this group, regardless of his age; he has the ability to solve everything.

"The plan is good, but the scope is a bit narrow. When Uncle Wang wrote this document, he probably only considered getting Uncle Zhang and me to invest," Yang Jian.

Wang Bin said, "Currently, only Yang Jian and President Zhang possess such substantial capital."

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "That won't work. It's dangerous for us to stick together like this. In a storm, a small boat can easily capsize. So we need to find a way to expand this business, preferably with more influential investors. After all, there are many things we can't do on our own, and I'm not cut out to manage a company."

Zhang Xiangui thought that made sense, "I could host a party to get together the people I can contact now. Maybe they'd be interested, but whether they'd come is uncertain. After all, everyone knows something happened here, and many people have fled to other places."

"Who is the richest person in Dachang City?" Yang Jian suddenly asked.

Zhang Xiangui pondered for a moment and said, "It should be you, after all, you dare to sell a house for 100 million."

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Yang Jian asked, "What about before the incident?"

"It's Ma Youcai. That guy has his own listed company and a wide network of connections. But after all that commotion in Dachang City, he's finished. His net worth has plummeted. It's a miracle his company hasn't gone bankrupt," Zhang Xiangui said, understanding Yang Jian's meaning.

Having secured the former richest man in Dachang City, what else is there to worry about?

"Can I contact him?" Yang Jian felt the name sounded familiar.

"Of course, we've had dinner together before, and I was the one who contracted to build his company," Zhang Xiangui said.

Yang Jian, "Have him return to Dachang City as soon as possible, and it would be best if he could meet with me."

"He shouldn't have left Dachang City. Let's invite him out for a dinner party, and I'll invite everyone I can." Zhang Xiangui said.

That would be perfect.

Yang Jian, "But let's not rush this. This is the transfer agreement for Shangtong Building. I plan to divide it into several shares and give them to you."

Everyone was taken aback by these words.

Jiang Yan, standing nearby, grew anxious; "Why would you give away such a perfectly good building?"

My mother worked so hard to build this empire, and this foolish emperor actually wants to squander it.

"It's a small safeguard. After all, no one can guarantee that they won't run into problems in the future. Having some assets in hand gives you peace of mind, and even if your family members die, others can take care of them," Yang Jian.

Zhang Han had been silent all along, understood.

After a paranormal event, no one can guarantee they won't die in the future. But if they do die, their relatives and family members who inherit the estate will also share a portion of the profits from the Shangtong Building. Although it won't be much, it won't be a small amount either, enough to ensure their livelihood. Moreover, with the support of others, it's unlikely that these profits will be completely lost.

"Why are you suddenly being so generous? Haven't you always been incredibly stingy?" Zhang Han looked up at him.

Yang Jian, "Of course, you have to be stingy when making money, but now is the time to spend money, so you can't be stingy. Besides, I'm always prepared and need to have a backup plan. What, you don't want it?"

"Yes, why wouldn't I? My wife just gave birth not long ago, and our baby is less than a year old. Who knows what will happen to him in the future? It's good to leave something for future generations while he's still alive." Zhang Han said, "I'm just afraid you won't be willing to give it."

"Uncle Wang, what about you?" Yang Jian.

Wang Bin smiled awkwardly, "How could we accept this? After all, it's a gift to us for free; we really feel unworthy of it."

"Then it's settled," Yang Jian.

"Me, me, me, I want some too!" Jiang Yan grabbed Yang Jian's arm hurriedly, looking like she was about to cry, afraid that he was crazy and would give everything away without leaving her any.

Yang Jian glanced at her and said, "Don't worry, you'll get a share."

Hearing this, Jiang Yan felt a little better, as she was on the verge of tears.

After some discussion, Yang Jian identified the new shareholders for Shangtong Building.

Zhang Han, Wang Bin, Jiang Yan, Zhang Wei, and myself.

Even Zhang Liqin had a small portion.