Decision

By noon, Yang Jian had already left Headquarters and returned to the Ping An Hotel.

In the hotel lobby, Zhang Lei, Huang Ziya, Wang Jiang, and Feng Quan were already waiting. Even Xiong Wenwen was squatting in an inconspicuous corner playing mobile games, seemingly determined to curry favor with them this time.

"Brother Leg, you're back so soon? How did things go?" Feng Quan asked directly.

Yang Jian had just entered the hall when he said, "What else can we do? Just as I thought, Cao Yanhua tried to mediate. If the people on WeChat really agree to my demands, then this matter can only end here. I gave them half a day out of respect for Cao Yanhua. Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. I have something else to tell you: I turned down the captain position."

"What?"

This surprised not only Feng Quan, Zhang Lei, and Huang Ziya, but also Xiong Wenwen, who looked at Yang Jian as if he were an idiot.

"Why are you turning it down? You finally became the team leader, and you're just going to give it up like that? I was even thinking of forming a team together. We had already discussed it all, and we even had a pretty good idea of a team name," Feng Quan said in surprise.

Yang Jian said, "Becoming a team leader isn't good. I have other things to do and don't want to get involved in this kind of troublesome stuff. But forming a team is still an option. I've retained that authority. Headquarters gave me six slots, which means I can recruit up to six people from within Headquarters to form a team."

"The captain doesn't have that restriction; he can bring as many people as he wants."

"Only six? Cao Yanhua is so stingy!" Xiong Wenwen hurriedly ran over, looking disgusted.

"Six is good enough, at least enough to form a small team, so we can look out for each other in the future." Huang Ziya's gaze lingered on Yang Jian.

In her view, the number of people was not the key point; the key point was whether Yang Jian was in the team. As long as Yang Jian was there, even a small team could survive. At least among the people she had met, no one could be more outstanding than Yang Jian.

"Six is definitely not enough. I want to recruit a few more followers in the future. Now that I only have these few people, won't I become the youngest? What if you all bully me then?" Xiong Wenwen said indignantly.

Yang Jian said, "I haven't even said I agree to let you join yet. Besides, shouldn't you ask your parents about something this important? It's pointless to say anything now if they don't agree."

"My mom will definitely agree, you don't need to worry about that," Xiong Wenwen said.

Yang Jian, "It's better to ask first, to avoid any misunderstandings that might lead to me lying to a child, and it will also save you from a beating."

"Fine, I'll call right now." Xiong Wenwen angrily took out her phone, hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and dialed the number.

While the kid was on the phone asking his parents, Yang Jian added, "Also, let's put the team formation on hold for now. We can discuss it slowly after I finish what I'm doing. Anyway, we're all staying at the Ping An Hotel, so it'll be convenient to arrange a time to get together."

"No problem, you take care of your business first, there's no rush to form a team," Zhang Lei nodded.

"So, should I call you Captain from now on?" Huang Ziya said with a smile, seemingly already accepting Yang Jian as her captain.

Yang Jian said, "Whether I'm a team leader or not doesn't matter; the most important thing is how to survive."

"Have you asked about Tong Qian? If we find her, having her join us would be a good option," Feng Quan said.

"I asked, Cao Yanhua gave me an address." Yang Jian finished speaking and handed over a business card with an address on it, "He said Tong Qian is here. It seems she hasn't disappeared or gotten into trouble. I said, how could a living person just vanish? It seems she's hiding because of something. If you're free recently, find some time to go and see her, talk to her about what happened today, and see if she agrees."

"Okay, I'll go take a look this afternoon," Feng Quan said, taking the business card.

At this moment, Xiong Wenwen put down her phone and said nervously, "Yang Jian, I told my mom about forming a team, and she said she wants to see you and talk to you."

"See me?"

Yang Jian paused for a moment, then said, "That's normal. After all, no parent would entrust their child to someone they don't know well."

I checked the time.

He said, "When are you going to meet me?"

Xiong Wenwen is a very special child. If we really want to form a team, he is indeed very important, so Yang Jian felt it was necessary to ask for his parents' consent.

"Let's do it today then. I'm going home for dinner anyway." He said smugly, "Don't say I'm not taking care of you. If you take me home, I can treat you to a meal."

"Now that you've said that, I'm actually a little less inclined to go," Yang Jian said.

"Hurry up and let's go, don't make me late, or I'll get scolded again." Xiong Wenwen pulled Yang Jian and kept dragging him out.

Yang Jian thought for a moment. Accompanying Xiong Wenwen wouldn't interfere with anything. He didn't have any tasks in the afternoon and didn't want to get involved in the Ghost Painting Incident. It wouldn't hurt to kill some time, so he wouldn't be pulled in as a last resort if something went wrong.

Just as Yang Jian accompanied Xiong Wenwen to meet her parents.

The top floor of Ping An Building.

After Jiang Shangbai returned, he convened an emergency meeting.

However, due to the absence of a few people and the absence of others, the number of attendees at the meeting was somewhat small.

"That's roughly the situation. Cao Yanhua wanted to mediate, and Yang Jian's condition was the Ghost Scissors. Although I don't know where he got the information, his intelligence was indeed correct, otherwise he wouldn't have taken out this photo in front of me." Jiang Shangbai gave a general account of what happened last night and in the Headquarters conference room today.

After he finished speaking, he placed a photo on the table and then added a sentence.

"Cao Yanhua agreed to this request, and he is now putting pressure on us. If we don't accept Yang Jian's conditions, then all industries in our network will be blacklisted."

The atmosphere at the conference table was somewhat heavy.

They were devastated to hear about He Tianxiong's disappearance, Zhang Jian, Manager Fei, and Li Yao's accident. Some had even received advance notice and taken leave without showing up.

This is because they are afraid of Yang Jian's methods and dare not show themselves for the time being.

The man sitting in the head seat was a young man in his twenties, wearing a suit. His complexion was rather pale, giving him a sickly appearance. He looked calm and seemed unsurprised by Jiang Shangbai's words.

His name is Fang Shiming, the president of Ping An Building, a company he works with on social media.

"Yang Jian is indeed a problem." Fang Shiming raised his eyes slightly. "But does Cao Yanhua think he can make us compromise just because he wants to? What is he? Just an ordinary person who can be crushed at any time. Doesn't he know what the situation is now? He's still playing those outdated tricks."

"Pressure? He doesn't even deserve it! If it weren't for our funding, he wouldn't even have been able to build his Headquarters. Now he wants to use Yang Jian to suppress us?"

"So what do you mean?" Jiang Shangbai frowned, feeling somewhat uneasy about Fang Shiming's tough attitude.

Fang Shiming sneered, "Yang Jian asked you to give me an answer before six o'clock. Fine, then six o'clock it is. Once it's six o'clock, I'll take care of him myself. There's no need for any cover-up or pretense. I'll let Cao Yanhua know that Ghost Eye Yang Jian was killed by our circle of friends. If he's not satisfied, he can send someone to try."

"I didn't really care much about Yang Jian's matter to begin with. I planned to take it slow and wasn't in a rush. But since that guy was jumping around so much last night, let's make him disappear ahead of time. If he's dead, we'll naturally reconcile. I don't believe Cao Yanhua would actually do anything for a dead man. Isn't he the one who likes to compromise the most? Then let him compromise one more time."

"Although Yang Jian is a nuisance, I still admire his way of doing things. He does whatever he wants without having to worry about too much. You know, we are Ghost Tamer."

Jiang Shangbai felt a chill run down his spine. As expected, reconciliation was out of the question; only one side could exist—his circle of friends or Yang Jian.

"You all stay here until six o'clock. I don't want Yang Jian to receive any information or make any preparations in advance. When dealing with this kind of person, you can't leave any loopholes. It was because you were careless before that this happened," Fang Shiming said, while his cold gaze swept over the people at the conference table.

No one dared to utter a sound.