Mysterious Recovery

"Mr. Zhang, you are here."

As soon as I entered the sales department, the sales staff greeted them with pleasure.

Zhang Xiangui nodded and responded, showing the boss's demeanor, it is difficult to associate with the pervert who was lying on the ground before and very good at playing.

"Mr. Zhang, Mr. Qian and Mr. Qin are in the lounge on the third floor, do you think you want to go up?"

A female sales manager who looked somewhat charming in professional clothes hurriedly greeted her and said in a low voice.

"Are the two of them here too?" Zhang Xiangui asked in surprise: "When did they come?"

"Money always comes in the morning. Mr. Qin had lunch here not long after he arrived," said the sales manager.

Zhang Xiangui said; "Okay, I see, there is nothing for you here, you go first."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." The female manager answered.

"It's a coincidence that I came here, and I just had to talk to them about the construction site." Zhang Xiangui turned around and said, "Do you mind going there together?"

Yang Jiandao; "Since the important people are here today, it's better to talk about this business now."

"Young people are impatient. If you can really do it, it will be fine, but if you want such a big business to be done in one day, it is impossible. Business matters are not that simple." Zhang Xiangui Said with a smile.

The reason why he was willing to cooperate with Yang Jian was not because he was really willing to divide such a large profit for him.

But he wants to buy an insurance for his family.

If Yang Jian can really solve the supernatural incident, Zhang Xiangui will naturally not mind establishing long-term cooperation with such a special talent.

As for the profit of 40%, it is also based on the fact that he can eat the money and the real estate in the hands of Mr. Qin.

But in his heart, Zhang Xiangui felt that Yang Jian couldn't do it, and the two old foxes were not so easy to get along with.

"Mr. Zhang, please stay here. Our boss is in a meeting."

As soon as he arrived on the third floor and was about to enter the meeting room, the two black-clothed bodyguards at the door stopped Zhang Xiangui, Yang Jian and Zhang Wei.

Zhang Xiangui's face sank, and he said solemnly: "The shelves of President Qian and President Qin are getting bigger and bigger, and I was not allowed to enter when I came to my sales department. Ask two bodyguards to stop at the door. What is this? Open, or I will let you jump from here."

After speaking, he pointed to the window next to him.

The faces of the two bodyguards changed, and they did not dare to stop them.

Zhang Xiangui pushed the door in. He immediately changed his complexion and regained a cheerful smile. "Haha, what brought Mr. Qian and Mr. Qin, I had time to come to my sales office for tea. By the way, I am here. There happens to be a good pot of tea. I must invite you to taste it this time."

After entering the door.

The two men in suits are sitting on the sofa and smoking cigarettes, seeming to be discussing something.

"Mr. Zhang, you came just right. We were talking about you just now. You should drink your tea later." A bald, chubby man said with a smile.

"Oh, I also have something that President Qin is worried about? Then I want to know." Zhang Xiangui said with a smile.

A dark-skinned, thin man on the side, smoking a smoke, said, "Mr. Zhang, I discussed with Mr. Qin about the construction site before. I think it’s not a right decision to stop the construction site and ban sales. This house should be You have to sell it. It’s not a small risk to squeeze too much capital into such a large piece of land. We can’t affect our sales just because a few people are missing.”

"I think so too. No, I recently brought in a professional to investigate the disappearance of workers on the site."

Zhang Xiangui introduced with a smile: "Yang Jian, a professional talent in a special industry, specializes in solving supernatural incidents."

"supernatural events?"

President Qin sneered: "Mr. Zhang, where did you find such a hairy boy? Is he an adult? He is also a professional, and you have to be decent. If you hire a monk, Taoist priest, or maybe I still believe in Feng Shui master."

"The hair doesn't grow up, what can you do?"

"Interpol, Yang Jian, it is a pleasure to meet both of you."

Yang Jian didn't get angry either, he walked over with a calm face and stretched out his hand.

"Interpol? You don't say that you are a peace ambassador, Mr. Zhang, we are all people with status and status. Don't bring all messy people here. Our time is very precious."

President Qian shook his head and smiled, stretched out his hand and flicked his cigarette **** over, contemptuously, and didn't believe it at all.

Yang Jian looked at the soot on his body and didn't mind. He stretched out his hand and patted it, and said calmly: "Of course I know the time of the two bosses is precious, but no matter how precious it is, the lives of the two are precious."

"Boy, what are you talking about? Mr. Zhang, do you care about it?"

President Qian's face sank, and he looked at Zhang Xiangui.

Zhang Xiangui smiled; "I asked Yang Jian for help. Things on the construction site are a bit complicated, not as simple as imagined."

He obviously doesn't care about the conflict between Yang Jian and the two of them, and he also wants to see what is different from ordinary people in Yang Jian.

Can't come up with something real, and the cooperation between the two is just empty talk, it's uncountable.

"He is right. This construction site is indeed not as simple as imagined. The two bosses are afraid that they still don't know it. The disappearance of the workers on this construction site is not an accident. The real reason is this haunting." Yang Jian said.

Haunted?

President Qin and President Qian suddenly laughed.

"Okay, okay, don't show off the tricks of the scammers, Mr. Zhang, let your people go out, let's continue to discuss sales matters, I think we can arrange a promotion recently, and the advertising fee will be paid one thousand per person. Wan, do it as before, what do you think?"

President Qin ignored Yang Jian, but looked at Zhang Xiangui.

They see a lot of people who want to swindle money, and there is no need to show good looks.

Otherwise, it sticks, and it won't be thrown off.

Zhang Xiangui still didn't speak, and still planned to hand this matter to Yang Jian.

After all, there are real ghosts around him and he has seen it with his own eyes, so he still looks forward to Yang Jian's performance.

"It's understandable that the two don't believe ~www.readwn.com~. This kind of thing is really incredible. If you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that there will be ghosts in this world."

Yang Jian said in no hurry, "So I'll be more direct. Let the two of you have a look at the truth."

"Oh, what's the truth? Do you want to perform some magic?" Qin Zongxi said with a torturous smile.

Yang Jiandao; "It's not magic, it's the truth of this sales department."

"Because the real ghost is in this sales department."

As he said, the ghost eyes on his forehead slowly opened.

Everything around began to be shrouded in red light.

A multi-billion dollar business is worthy of Yang Jian's personal use of the ghost domain to convince these two bosses.

Looking at the hideous eyes on Yang Jian's forehead, the smile on Qian Zong's face, who was still abusive before, gradually froze.