President Mishima's Welcome

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yang Jian boarded a private plane and flew directly to Kobe City, Japan.

There weren't many people on the plane, only Wang Xin and a few other staff members, so the journey was rather boring. However, at least this flight didn't have any unexpected incidents like the last one.

"I'm curious to know, if I miss my transaction with Ghost Chef and don't show up beside him, what will happen?" Yang Jian's eyes flickered as he pondered a very important matter.

He was also very curious about the things on the Door-Knocking Ghost.

What important clues did the vengeful spirit of an elderly person from the Republican Era leave behind for posterity?

Following this lead, Yang Jian felt he could uncover an incredible truth.

"Team leader, everything is ready over there. Here are the three lists for this operation." On the plane, Wang Xin's team continued their work.

They arranged manpower and made preparations, just waiting for Yang Jian to go and carry out the task.

Yang Jian saw this but didn't say anything.

Although he had a poor impression of Wang Xin and his ilk on some issues, they were still commendable in their work, at least much better than some people who were directing things from a distance.

Unfortunately, they still have an S-class paranormal event to deal with, putting them in a precarious situation. Fortunately, that paranormal event is not mobile; otherwise, that small area would probably be gone by now.

The reason why the Ghost Knocking" incident is being taken so seriously now is twofold: firstly, there is currently no way to resolve it, and secondly, the Ghost Knocking"Ghost Knocking incident is mobile.

That ghost was the kind that roamed around everywhere.

Like an old man in the countryside who likes to visit other people's homes when he's bored, those who get targeted can only accept their bad luck.

The private jet was faster than expected.

In just over two hours, the plane reached its destination. It didn't feel like going abroad at all; it felt more like taking a bus to the county town.

"This private jet was arranged well, very efficient." Yang Jian stepped off the plane and glanced outside.

This is an airport, but according to its location information, it is very close to Kobe City.

"If Captain Yang likes it, we'll send Captain Yang a new one later," Wang Xin said with a fawning smile.

We've already spent a lot of money, how can we be stingy with this little thing?

Yang Jian said, "No need. It sounds like I'm here to extort money from you. Since we've agreed on a price, I will naturally keep my promise. We should still uphold the spirit of contracts. But Team Leader Wang Xin, since your name means 'trust,' you must be a person of integrity. Where is what I asked for?"

He was referring to half of the deposit.

Regardless of whether this deal succeeds or fails, this money will not be refunded.

"The supplies are ready. Twenty-five tons of materials are currently being delivered to your company, and the other three pieces of ghost porcelain are also ready. Yang Jian, this way please." Wang Xin gestured.

Yang Jian nodded.

The group that came to pick him up was large, all men dressed in black suits. When they saw Yang Jian walk over, they all bowed in unison, their movements synchronized, giving him a very high level of courtesy, as if the person who came down was not a twenty-year-old young man, but rather a president of a country.

Whether this is a show or flattery, at least the attitude has been made.

Yang Jian felt that if Cao Yanhua valued those Ghost Tamer so much, there would be no need for WeChat Moments or Supernatural Forum. During the time he was in charge, he clearly felt that the Headquarters' attitude was very conflicted. On the one hand, they valued talent, and on the other hand, they had to be wary and maintain the so-called balance, fearing that the Ghost Tamer would cause trouble.

Of course, while the idea was good, most Ghost Tamer weren't stupid, so naturally some were unwilling to take on the responsibility.

Later, Cao Yanhua realized this and launched the Captain Plan, abandoning the old power struggles and giving the captains full authority over their respective areas.

This could be considered a case of locking the barn door after the horse has bolted, but whether it's too late, Yang Jian doesn't know.

Wang Xin led Yang Jian to the airport terminal.

The place had long been cleared out; there were no passengers or flights, leaving only a huge area that served as a temporary meeting room.

"Welcome, Mr. Yang. Hehe, I am Mishima, the president of the Spirit Extermination Society. I'm entrusting today's matter to you."

A middle-aged man in a suit, balding, walked over with a big smile. He bent slightly, extended his hands, and warmly shook Yang Jian's hands.

Yang Jian was somewhat surprised that the club president would personally receive him.

"Mr. Yang, this way please. We just held a small welcome party for your arrival. Because of the urgency of the matter, it was rather modest. We hope you don't mind." Mishima then warmly invited Yang Jian to attend a welcome party.

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony." Yang Jian didn't refuse and nodded.

It's supposed to be a welcome party, but I guess there are still some things that haven't been arranged yet, otherwise they wouldn't be delaying it any longer.

Mishima led the group to a small fast-food restaurant in the airport.

The small shop was emptied, leaving behind a spacious room. In the center, small wooden tables were pieced together to form a large table, on which various Japanese delicacies were laid out: lobster sashimi, Kobe beef, sushi, and tempura. Of course, there were also several women accompanying them, dressed in traditional Japanese clothing, kneeling beside them, each with a sweet face and a smile.

"Please," Mishima said with a smile.

Yang Jian walked in without ceremony, put his luggage bag aside, and sat down. At that moment, a mature and beautiful woman immediately came over to his left, pouring him a drink with a sweet smile.

"You've spent a lot of money to invite me here, it can't be just for drinks and dinner, right? How much longer will your preparations take? I don't like to waste time." He said calmly.

"I am ashamed to have made you laugh, Mr. Yang. I truly did not expect to receive your personal assistance this time, which makes me feel quite flattered. Therefore, in my haste, there were inevitably some shortcomings in my preparations. I hope you can forgive me, Mr. Yang. Consider this drink my apology." Mishima raised a wine cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Although Yang Jian was somewhat reserved, he showed no emotion on his face. He said, "You're too kind. We're just mutually benefiting. You need me to resolve this Ghost Knocking incident and ease the current situation, while I also need some resources. Strictly speaking, this is just a business deal at most."

"Mr. Yang is too modest. It is our honor to have someone like you help us this time. After all, Mr. Yang is the only man with a record of solving an S-class paranormal event. He is the world's top Ghost Tamer. If it weren't for the urgency of the matter, I would really like to arrange for Mr. Yang to have a good time here. I believe that it would be a great story in the future." Mishima said with a smile.

His words were respectful yet flattering.

Whether it's hypocritical or not, at least the listeners feel comfortable.

"Please, this is our very famous sake. I'm sure it won't disappoint Mr. Yang," he then added very enthusiastically.

The mature yet sweet woman beside him smiled and picked up the wine cup on the table.

Yang Jian waved his hand. "I don't drink. Mr. Mishima wouldn't want me to get drunk and cause trouble here, would he?"

"I'm very sorry, it was my oversight," Mishima apologized immediately, then said, "Then Mr. Yang must try our sashimi and Kobe beef."

Yang Jian glanced at the lobster whose tentacles were still moving, and immediately the woman accompanying him picked up a piece and handed it to him.

He didn't refuse, but ate it; it was indeed fresh and delicious.

Mishima laughed and recommended some more dishes to Yang Jian.

A moment later, Wang Xin appeared at the door. Mishima glanced at him, then smiled and said, "For this operation, to facilitate communication, we have specially assigned a translator for Mr. Yang. We hope Mr. Yang will like it."

He gestured after speaking.

Soon, a young, pretty girl with short hair cautiously walked in. She was dressed in a sailor uniform, like a high school student, but the skirt was very short, revealing a pair of fair legs. Despite her petite and slender figure, she had an unusually large bust.

Her pure and sweet appearance reveals a touch of maturity.

Luckily, Zhang Wei wasn't here, otherwise, upon seeing such a beautiful woman, he would definitely have taken out his phone and knelt down to take a picture without saying a word.

"Her name is Keiko. She's a foreign language student at university and is currently interning in the translation group of our Spirit Extermination Society. She's an excellent employee," Mishima explained.

"President."

"Mr. Yang."

Keiko looked somewhat reserved, and she bowed deeply.

Mishima smiled and said, "Keiko, from today onwards you will stay by Mr. Yang's side, responsible for assisting him in his work and taking care of his daily life."

"Yes, President," Keiko replied.

Yang Jian saw this and, though he didn't say anything, he understood what President Mishima meant. Translation assistance was secondary; the main thing was a beautiful public relations representative. Of course, he couldn't rule out the motive of having someone spy on them. Otherwise, why would he arrange for such a beautiful woman to come over? Moreover, Mishima's words about taking care of her daily life already revealed a lot of information.

However, he was not surprised by this at all.

With his current status and position, money, power, and beautiful women are indeed too easy for him to acquire; he doesn't even need to ask, people will come to him.

Wasn't Li Yao, who used to post on WeChat Moments, also trying to manage her public image?

Unfortunately, Li Yao had malicious intentions and wanted to kill him with the help of her friends. Otherwise, Yang Jian wouldn't have killed her in the end, since he has a certain degree of tolerance for ordinary people who pose no threat.

"Mr. Yang, please take good care of me in the future," Keiko said with a slight smile as she knelt down beside him.

She knew that from this day forward, her fate was tied to that of this stranger, and if she couldn't gain his approval, she would surely suffer a terrible death.

"Keiko it up, you can do it," Keiko thought to herself.

After stealing a few glances at Yang Jian, Keiko thought he was a tall, cool, and handsome guy, quite different from the strange and terrifying guys she had in mind, so she found him relatively easy to accept.

"An ordinary person could easily die if they got involved in something like this. If such a lovely girl were to become a corpse in a few hours, President Mishima would suffer a great loss."

Yang Jian glanced at Mishima, then ate his fried dried fish, which they called tempura.

Mishima laughed and said, "No, no, no, Mr. Yang is wrong. From now on, Keiko is Mr. Yang's woman. If Keiko dies, it will be Mr. Yang who suffers the loss. But I believe that with Mr. Yang's abilities, he should be able to take good care of Keiko. After all, Keiko is a very obedient girl."

Yang Jian's expression shifted slightly. This club president was quite shrewd. Keiko's appearance was not only a way to win him over, but also a test, and even more so, a test of himself.

A pretty and cute girl can sometimes reveal a lot about you.

"If only I had been more careful when I talked to Wang Xin yesterday, I shouldn't have said that I had a crush on the cute girls in their country. Now they've used that as bait and forced this person on me," Yang Jian thought to himself.

"This operation depends on your luck."

Yang Jian glanced at Keiko beside him, his expression indifferent.

He wouldn't deliberately kill Keiko, nor would he risk saving her. He couldn't say what would happen in this supernatural event. As an ordinary person, no one knew whether he could survive without the protection of Ghost Tamer.