Mysterious Revival

Chapter 388: Chapter 387 Shangtong Conference

After discussing Wang Shanshan’s situation, Yang Jian felt it was okay to put aside the curse left by the Hungry Ghost for the time being, since there was no urgent need to resolve it. The Ghost Infant was very special, a freak born out of supernatural events, and would require dedicated time to study.

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

A little past nine, Zhang Han arrived, and with the key members all present, Yang Jian spoke directly.

“Actually, the reason I called everyone over is to see if we can unite to start a company.”

“Start a company? Brother Tui, you’re not short of money. Why bother starting a company? It’s so draining. Isn’t it better to just comfortably lie at home and collect money?” At that moment, Zhang Wei found the idea of Yang Jian starting a company quite strange.

After all, given Yang Jian’s current identity, status, and the resources he had at his disposal, there was no need for him to engage in such strenuous and thankless effort.

Besides, how much could starting a company earn?

One mission for Yang Jian could surpass the annual income of a company.

“Don’t be so quick to interrupt, kid. Listen to Brother Tui’s analysis,” Zhang Xiangu waved his hand to quiet Zhang Wei.

Yang Jian said, “The true purpose of starting a company, of course, isn’t about making money. With the sudden emergence of global supernatural events, the role of money will continually diminish in the future. In fact, some of you may have already noticed, the soaring gold prices, inflating costs of goods, whether it’s real estate or finance, they are all showing signs of collapsing…”

Of course, he didn’t know these details; they’re what Jiang Yan usually compiled. Her five million still tied up in the stock market couldn’t be retrieved, just earlier she was bemoaning her poverty to him in the car.

“That’s correct, I’ve been paying attention to that lately,” Zhang Xiangu nodded in agreement, his company had specialist analysts who had already sensed the brewing global financial turmoil.

“However, this kind of major global upheaval is quite insignificant to us. After all, it’s part of the natural order, beyond anyone’s ability to change. So, what we need to focus on is how to deal with it all.”

Yang Jian said, “Simply put, it’s about survival and safety.”

Wang Bing, who was listening with interest, asked, “What exactly do you plan to do?”

“I haven’t figured it out yet, but I believe no matter what the future holds, relying on individual strength isn’t enough. Therefore, I think that starting a company to unite everyone’s strength and prepare in advance is the best strategy. After all, we all survived the Hungry Ghost incident, and with that experience, I think we can bypass a lot of redundant talk.”

Yang Jian glanced at everyone as he spoke.

If it were people who hadn’t experienced supernatural events, he’d have to explain what ghosts are, what terror is… Only to end up with no one believing him.

“You make a good point, I’m the first one to support this plan,” said Zhang Xiangu, making up his mind quickly: “I might not have other skills, but I have money when it’s needed, and I have people when they’re needed.”

Wang Bing pondered for a moment and said, “Actually, during this period, I’ve been paying attention to special incidents around the world online and took into account the worst-case scenarios. When I had nothing to do, I drafted a few documents. I was intending to find a time to discuss it with you, Yang Jian, but got delayed due to Shanshan’s issue. Haiyan, take out the folder from the bag.”

Wang Haiyan hurriedly opened her bag and took out a stack of documents.

“Take a look, Yang Jian,” Wang Bing handed them over.

“Uncle Wang’s capabilities are impressive. Truly worthy of a professional manager, you haven’t been idle at home,” Yang Jian said with a smile.

Such a business talent wouldn’t have to worry about unemployment. Just a document swaying an investor, and he could rapidly rise again to become a manager or president-level figure. Moreover, it seemed that Wang Bing had long set his sights on Yang Jian, who possessed vast resources; otherwise, he wouldn’t have carried the documents with him this time.

After taking the documents and skimming through them.

“Resource Material Reserve Plan.”

“Business Security Zone Plan.”

“Survival Base Construction Planning.”

After a quick look, Yang Jian said, “Uncle Wang, your ideas are somewhat extreme, considering the collapse of society.”

A plan was merely one part; of course, Wang Bing also had the eloquence to persuade investors. He said earnestly, “Considering the frequent supernatural events and global economic instability, there is a considerable chance a financial crisis sweeping across the globe will emerge. This crisis will devastate industries such as real estate, energy, food, transportation, and others.”

“Without the need to consider war, disasters, diseases, and such, the massive wave of unemployment and current supply chain relationships of human society are sufficient to destroy everything as it is, because the more intricate the social structure, the more easily it crumbles. A problem in any link could lead to catastrophic disaster. Perhaps my words seem alarmist, as though predicting the end of the world, hard for people to believe.”

“But don’t forget, all this is predicated on the supernatural events not being fully resolved.”

“Fear is a catalyst, especially when it spreads globally. Take the Hungry Ghost incident as an example, although I don’t know much, the fear of impending death: how many can withstand it? Therefore, I believe it’s necessary to consider the worst and prepare the best.”

“We should act now while the market is still in a healthy state; otherwise, there might come a time when you can’t even spend your money no matter how much you have. By then, it would be too late.”

Wang Bing talked eloquently, moving from global economics to social conditions, then to personal survival, gradually extrapolating those unlikely events to each individual, instilling a vague sense of crisis in everyone.

Such eloquence could move any wealthy businessman.

The prerequisite being their belief in the existence of supernatural events.

Zhang Xiangu clapped and said, “What a brilliant analysis. Hearing it makes me impatient to invest in your project. What do you think, Brother Tui?”

All of this still depended on Yang Jian as the leader.

He was the keystone among these people, and it had nothing to do with age – he had the ability to solve everything.

“The plan is good, but the scope is too small. Uncle Wang, when you wrote this proposal, you were probably only thinking of roping in Uncle Zhang and me as investors,” Yang Jian said.

Wang Bing commented, “Currently, only Yang Jian and President Zhang have that sort of substantial capital.”

Yang Jian shook his head, “That won’t do. Us sticking together for warmth is dangerous. In a violent storm, it is easy for a small boat to capsize, so we need to find a way to grow this business. Ideally, we should bring in more influential investors. After all, there are many things we few can’t accomplish, and I am not cut out for managing a company.”

Zhang Xiangu thought it made sense as well, “I can host a cocktail party and gather everyone we can contact. They might be interested, though it’s uncertain who will attend. After all, everyone knows there’s been trouble here, and many have fled to other places.”

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

Zhang Xiangu pondered for a moment, “It should be you, considering you dared to sell an apartment for a billion.”

“…”

Yang Jian continued, “I meant before the incident.”

“That would be Ma Youcai. The guy owns his own public company and has extensive connections. But after all the chaos in Dachang City, he’s finished. His net worth has plummeted. It’s a miracle his company hasn’t gone bankrupt,” Zhang Xiangu said, understanding what Yang Jian was getting at.

If they could win over the former richest man of Dachang City, what was there to worry about?

“Can you contact him?” Yang Jian felt the name sounded somewhat familiar.

“Of course, we’ve dined together before, and his company was constructed by my firm,” Zhang Xiangu replied.

Yang Jian said, “Get him back to Dachang City as soon as possible. It would be best if he could meet with me.”

“He probably didn’t leave Dachang City. Let’s call him out for a meal. I’ll invite everyone I can reach,” Zhang Xiangu said.

“That would be ideal.”

Yang Jian said, “But let’s not rush this matter. Here’s the transfer agreement for Shangtong Tower. I’m planning to divide it into several shares and give them to you all.”

At those words, everyone else was momentarily stunned.

Jiang Yan couldn’t help but interject, “Why would you just give away a perfectly good building?”

After all the hard work of building her empire, she couldn’t believe the emperor was contemplating ruining it.

“It’s just a small security measure. After all, no one can guarantee they won’t encounter problems in the future. Having some assets in hand can provide a bit of peace of mind. Even if I die, at least my family and others can take care of one another,” Yang Jian explained.

Zhang Han, who had been silent until now, understood.

Following the supernatural incident, nobody could guarantee their future safety, but in case of death, relatives and family could inherit their share of the legacy and receive some income from Shangtong Tower. It wouldn’t be a lot, but it wouldn’t be too meager either – enough to ensure a comfortable life, especially with others watching over, so the benefit wasn’t likely to be swallowed up.

“Why are you suddenly so generous? Weren’t you always stingy with money?” Zhang Han looked up at him.

Yang Jian replied, “Of course I am frugal when it comes to making money, but now it’s time to spend. We can’t be too stingy. Besides, I prefer to be prepared for every eventuality. I need to leave some options open. Why, don’t you want it?”

“Of course I do. Why wouldn’t I? My wife just had a baby not long ago, and the child is not even a year old. Who knows what the future holds. It’s good to leave something behind for the next generation,” Zhang Han said. “I just fear you’ll be too reluctant to part with it.”

“How about you, Uncle Wang?” Yang Jian asked.

Wang Bing gave an awkward smile, “How could I accept this? After all, you’re simply giving it to us, and I truly feel quite undeserving…”

“Then it’s settled,” Yang Jian declared.

“I, I, I, I also want it.” Jiang Yan, looking on the verge of tears, quickly grabbed Yang Jian’s arm, fearing he might give everything away without leaving her anything.

Yang Jian glanced at her and said, “Don’t worry, you’ll have a share.”

Relieved by his assurance, Jiang Yan’s almost tearful demeanor eased somewhat.

After some discussion, Yang Jian confirmed the new shareholders of Shangtong Tower.

Zhang Han, Wang Bing, Jiang Yan, Zhang Wei, and himself.

Even Zhang Liqin had a small share.