142: The Arrest of Zhang Wei
“The number of ghosts in Dachang City is increasing, and this is not a good sign. My previous guesses were indeed not wrong; we’re probably in the peak period of a surge in psychic events. As Zhou Zheng said, if we can’t think of an effective way to resolve these events in the future, humanity might not have a future.”
Yang Jian took the elevator to return to Jiang Yan’s apartment.
Gazing at the dim and silent hallway.
Even though he knew there were no ghosts in this building, once he entered the dark environment, he couldn’t help but tense up involuntarily.
It had become a subconscious reflex.
He knocked on the door.
“Who’s there?” came Jiang Yan’s voice from inside.
“It’s me, Yang Jian.”
There was a rush of footsteps from inside, and Jiang Yan hurried to open the door. She had just taken a shower, her body wrapped in a towel, a hairdryer in her hand, her hair still damp, a delicate blush on her beautiful face, looking exceptionally enticing.
However, when she saw Yang Jian, her eyes sparkled with excitement.
“You came at the right time, I have some great news for you.”
As she spoke, she hugged Yang Jian’s arm, laughing as she pulled him into the apartment.
“What great news?” Yang Jian asked.
“Five days, it only took five days, but I’ve spent a full four billion, four billion! I’ve never seen so much money in my life, and I could never have dreamed that one day I’d be able to spend so much in such a short period. You should have seen those managers and owners today; they were so respectful toward me, almost ready to worship me like a bodhisattva.”
Jiang Yan continued to buzz with excitement while talking about the events of the day.
Just thinking about how the employees and managers of those companies looked at her filled her with satisfaction.
“So you mean to say you’ve turned the four billion into gold?” Yang Jian said.
“Of course, you can trust my work. Cash payment against gold delivery, I’ve been running around almost all the big banks and gold dealers in Dachang City for the past few days, even traveling out of town several times, and finally concluded the last transaction today. Four billion worth of real gold, look, it’s all here.”
She pointed to several large boxes on the floor.
“A full four hundred kilograms; but gold is really expensive now, it has risen to one thousand, and it seems like I’m not the only one buying.”
Four hundred kilograms sounds like a lot.
In reality, laid out before you, it’s not that much.
Yang Jian opened a box; inside, gold bars were neatly arranged.
He casually picked up a gold bar.
Cold and heavy, smooth as a mirror that reflected his face, but blurred, as if obscured by something.
In his eyes, these were not cash but a necessary resource. When dealing with fierce ghosts, gold was indispensable.
“If you become an international ghost master, you have a quota of one hundred kilograms of gold. Now it seems, this benefit is pretty good, at least a billion in disposable funds. In the future, this stuff is definitely going to get more expensive, may even become regulated. Then, trying to buy gold with such big amounts of money will be almost impossible.”
Once the psychic events spread and cause global fear,
who would still sell gold?
People all over the world would be scrambling to buy it.
By then, it might be too late, as the supply could completely dry up.
“You’d better not contact those clients of yours anymore in the future,” Yang Jian said.
“Why?” Jiang Yan asked.
Yang Jian said, “You’ve bought so much stock from them. If the price of gold goes crazy, they might regret it to the point of wanting to kill someone, especially a big boss like you; you’d be at the forefront.”
“Don’t talk like that, with you around, who would dare to bully me? You’re the guy who can even control ghosts, the future big shot of Dachang City. From now on, we’ll be the ones bullying others, no one will dare to bully us.”
Jiang Yan’s eyes still shimmered with excitement. She walked over to Yang Jian, stretched out her fair arms, and wrapped them around his neck, saying, “I’ve been so happy these past few days, it’s been like living in a dream. I used to be just a little accountant, earning a salary of ten or twenty thousand and feeling proud of it. Compared to now, it was like heaven and earth.”
“Driving a Benz worth millions, spending billions, thank you for making all my previous fantasies come true. Do you know what I want to do the most right now?”
“You must be thinking I’m asking for my salary, you’re doing a great job with that. I’ll give you a bonus of five million. Keep working hard for me in the future. I can’t promise other things, but at least I won’t default on your salary.”
Jiang Yan gave him a charming glare, “Silly, today I must enlighten you, so you stop acting like a child all the time.”
After she spoke, she tiptoed and her lips eagerly pressed forward.
“You want to do what?” Yang Jian’s eyes widened.
“Remove the last two words,” Jiang Yan licked her lips and threw him a flirty glance.
Yang Jian’s eyes widened, “Auntie, you aren’t planning on doing something to a child, are you?”
Auntie?
Jiang Yan’s mouth twitched fiercely.
“Even if you call me ‘auntie,’ I’ve settled on you today. Don’t think about deceiving me anymore; I’ve already taken my bath.”
Her exquisite face drew closer again,
But before she could kiss the young man, a palm covered her face, and a dunk came crashing down.
“Pah, pah, pah~!”