Chapter 125: Heading To Da Jing City
“Which direction is that heading to?”
On a special plane, Lin Qian looked at the plane rapidly receding into the distance.
It looked like a transport plane.
Hearing this, Wang Xiao Ming glanced at Li Jun.
Li Jun understood and quickly dialed a phone number.
Before long, Li Jun looked up and said, “It’s heading to Z City.”
“Yang Jian has results over there.”
“He handled it in two days?”
Wang Xiao Ming was somewhat surprised.
Li Jun nodded, “Yang Jian grasped the pattern of Ghost Knocking, attracted Ghost Knocking, and reduced the difficulty of the supernatural event.”
“Plus Xiong Wenwen, and three members of the Supernatural Forum handled Z City’s supernatural event together.”
Hearing this, Wang Xiao Ming nodded, “It’s pretty good that it could be resolved.”
Yang Jian’s strength was very good, and he was Lin Qian’s member.
Although he was from the grassroots, as long as his qualifications were sufficient, he would eventually sit in the captain’s position.
“Professor Wang, Captain Zhao has been removed from his position and is under investigation.” Li Jun suddenly said.
“Hm?”
Wang Xiao Ming frowned, “What happened?”
Li Jun quickly explained the situation.
It turned out that Zhao Jianguo was negligent, causing the supernatural to invade the headquarters’ operator room through a phone call.
The operator room suffered heavy losses, with only a small portion of operators with independent offices surviving.
Zhao Jianguo was seriously at fault; if it hadn’t been discovered in time, the supernatural might have spread out of the operator room.
Lin Qian leaned back in his seat, listening to all this very calmly.
“How could Zhao Jianguo make such a mistake?”
Wang Xiao Ming was puzzled; he knew Zhao Jianguo well—he was a very steady person who handled everything meticulously.
How could such a mistake happen?
Li Jun explained, “Mainly, no one knew that Z City’s person in charge, Tong Qian, had already been face swapped by a ghost. Later, Yang Jian discovered Tong Qian’s face and realized that the ‘Tong Qian’ rescued was not Tong Qian, but a ghost.”
Wang Xiao Ming sighed; supernatural events were inherently so eerie.
Face Swap was unexpected, but also reasonable.
Wang Xiao Ming didn’t pay too much attention to Zhao Jianguo’s matter.
“I heard Headquarters is a mixed bag. As someone who’s never active at Headquarters and not well-known even in the supernatural circle, will someone try to intimidate me the moment I arrive?”
Lin Qian made a joke.
Hearing this, Wang Xiao Ming smiled; this was indeed a joke.
“It won’t happen; no one would be that foolish.”
“If it does, you can just take action directly.”
Lin Qian rubbed his hands, “You said it. You should know that since becoming a ghost controller, I’ve rarely confronted other ghost controllers—mostly just ghosts.”
“If I go too hard, don’t say I like killing people.”
The implication was that if he took action, he might not hold back.
Up to now, the number of times he had confronted ghost controllers could be counted on one hand.
Black Eight Club’s president, Taiping Ancient Town’s old man, and previously Da Jiang City’s person in charge.
Just those; aside from them, it was all against ghosts.
Well, Ghost Opera Stage didn’t count—that was completely one-sided suppression.
Recalling the Ghost Opera Stage situation, Lin Qian knew clearly that without Luo Qian and Zhang Bohua’s help, success would have been basically impossible.
“I’ll take responsibility.”
Wang Xiao Ming said seriously, “If others cause trouble for you and you can’t tolerate it, you can take action—life or death doesn’t matter.”
“Of course, you’re unlikely to encounter such a clichéd situation.”
“At Headquarters, you’ve always been classified the same as me—as a researcher.”
Lin Qian was stunned, “Ah?”
“Researcher?”
Li Jun nodded beside him, “When Fang Shiming went to support you before, he directly scolded Zhao Jianguo, saying he made a national treasure-level researcher handle a supernatural event.”
“Zhao Jianguo was scolded quite aggrieved but didn’t dare retort.”
Wang Xiao Ming showed a smile, “You as a researcher are sometimes far more important than me.”
“However, the important you seems not to need protection.”
Wang Xiao Ming glanced at Li Jun.
Lin Qian stroked his chin.
“Researcher, huh?”
He had thought that going to Headquarters for the captain meeting this time would involve something like what happened to Yang Jian.
But now it seemed…
Honestly, Lin Qian was a bit disappointed.
“When we get to Headquarters, you’ll pick your own operator.” Wang Xiao Ming suddenly said.
This time, he had finally gotten Lin Qian to come to Headquarters with him.
It was only after he offered to let Lin Qian visit the warehouse storing supernatural items at Headquarters and pick a few that Lin Qian agreed to move.
Otherwise, Lin Qian would absolutely not go to Da Jing City now.
No matter what, he had to make Lin Qian feel Headquarters’ enthusiasm.
Even so, Lin Qian still had a condition: he absolutely would not stay at Headquarters.
As for why, Lin Qian didn’t say.
Pick his own operator?
Captains did seem to have that right.
“We’ll see when the time comes.”
“…”
In Da Jing City, inside a military airport.
“Old Jiang, who are we waiting for?”
“All the shareholders of our Circle of Friends are out— isn’t the commotion a bit too big?”
Jiang Shangbai, looking at his pale hand nearby, slightly turned his head to look at Liu Dong beside him upon hearing this.
“Too big a commotion?”
Jiang Shangbai shook his head and raised his hand, shaking it, “Not at all.”
“He’s worth it.”
“Who is it?” Wu Yun asked.
“I’m curious too—who exactly needs Director Fang and us shareholders to come personally?” A short but sturdy man smoking a cigar said somewhat dissatisfied.
Beside him, Fang Shiming, arms crossed, suddenly turned back to the man, “He Tianxiong, you’d better stay calm. Once the person arrives, if you cause even a bit of dissatisfaction, don’t doubt it—I’ll personally take you out.”
“At that time, don’t blame me for not considering our past friendship.”
The man named He Tianxiong’s pupils contracted slightly, “Got it, Director Fang.”
The expressions of the other shareholders changed slightly.
Jiang Shangbai remained indifferent.
Li Yao was beside Fang Shiming, calm with some expectation in her eyes.
He didn’t know how much time passed.
Fang Shiming’s gaze suddenly shifted, “They’re here.”
A special helicopter appeared in the distant sky and slowly landed.
Not long after.
Three people walked out from the exit.
“This is Professor Wang, Li Jun… who’s that young man?”
The Circle of Friends shareholders looked at the young man walking side by side with Wang Xiao Ming and Li Jun behind, all somewhat surprised.
Who was this young man?
But soon they saw Fang Shiming and Jiang Shangbai quickly walk over.
“You’ll basically encounter no trouble at Headquarters—this is true.” Wang Xiao Ming pushed his glasses, looking at the approaching Fang Shiming and others.
Lin Qian: “I can tell.”
“President Lin, first time in Da Jing City—I have to host you well no matter what.”
Fang Shiming came up and directly said he would host Lin Qian well, without saying anything else.
Lin Qian shook hands with Fang Shiming, “Great, then I’ll stay at your Circle of Friends for this period.”
“Don’t big-shop bully the customer.”
“How could we? You’re our Circle of Friends’ most important partner.”
“President Lin gracing our humble abode—we’re of course welcome; how could we big-shop bully the customer?”
Lin Qian smiled, “The stuff is here, right behind.”
Hearing this, Fang Shiming immediately smiled, then looked at Jiang Shangbai and Li Yao.
Jiang Shangbai nodded, Li Yao smiled at Lin Qian, then hurried with Jiang Shangbai to the back to handle the stuff.
The other Circle of Friends shareholders were all sizing up this young man.
“Professor Wang, thanks for your hard work this time.” Fang Shiming said to Wang Xiao Ming.
Wang Xiao Ming found it a bit odd but didn’t mind.
Lin Qian’s arrival was an important matter for both Headquarters and Circle of Friends.
“Lin Qian is yours now; I have things to do. You must host him well—if he were willing to stay at Headquarters, it wouldn’t be your turn.”
Wang Xiao Ming said.
Fang Shiming smiled, “Rest assured, my mind is very clear right now.”
Wang Xiao Ming nodded, “Then I’ll head out first. In a couple days, I’ll come find you.”
Lin Qian, “Sure.”
Wang Xiao Ming didn’t linger and quickly left the airport with the fierce ghost brought back from Da Jiang City and Li Jun.
Watching Wang Xiao Ming’s hasty departing figure, Fang Shiming withdrew his gaze.
“President Lin, this way please.”
Fang Shiming led the way for Lin Qian, also introducing the people around—all Circle of Friends shareholders.
Jiang Shangbai and Li Yao also brought over several people carrying gold boxes.
Except for those in the know, the other shareholders didn’t know what was in these boxes.
After all, they were specific boxes that didn’t look like gold products.
“Lately, Headquarters is a mixed bag; persons in charge from various cities all need to come here for training.”
“Most ghost controllers aren’t here for the training.”
Fang Shiming led Lin Qian out of the airport and talked about the recent situation in Da Jing City.
“Ordinary ghost controllers can’t resolve their own supernatural revival on their own.”
“Headquarters has a method to control a second ghost, but obviously, their method isn’t as useful as yours.”
“Our Circle of Friends has no method, but we can use your ghost to achieve suppression of fierce ghost revival.”
“So right now, our Circle of Friends is competing with Headquarters for people.”
Fang Shiming had no intention of hiding his words.
All the shareholders present could hear.
At this moment, all the uninformed shareholders instantly realized that this young man, who seemed to have no supernatural presence and like an ordinary person, actually controlled a method to make fierce ghosts dormant.
So, the source of Circle of Friends’ dormant fierce ghosts came from this young man.
Immediately, their attitude toward this young man changed.
From initial indifference to now respect.
“Competing with Headquarters for people—those are bold words.”
Lin Qian commented.
Fang Shiming waved his hand, “Just interests.”
“Headquarters knows full well and allows me to do it. The reason is simple: some ghost controllers are not needed by Headquarters.”
“Though Headquarters doesn’t value character in this era, they actually always have a bottom line.”
“It’s just that due to the frequent supernatural events, they have to pinch their noses and use those criminal ghost controllers.”
“No one likes traitors—except businessmen, of course.”
“Headquarters isn’t businessmen; they don’t like it.”
“But coincidentally, we are businessmen. Circle of Friends is originally an organization of rich people who’ve achieved material freedom.”
“In our eyes, interests are the most important.”
“Supernatural events are an opportunity for us, but a disaster for Headquarters.”
“That’s our difference.”
Fang Shiming didn’t hide these very realistic and cruel facts.
“This world has no eternal enemies or friends—only eternal interests.”
Fang Shiming said, looking at Lin Qian.
Lin Qian had his hands in his pockets; compared to Fang Shiming and the others walking with hands at sides or adjusting cuffs, he looked completely like a loser.
Everyone present except Lin Qian wore suits; only Lin Qian wore casual clothes.
He looked just like a poor country boy attending a high-end business cocktail party for the first time.
Reeking of poverty.
“Coincidentally, I deeply agree with that.”
Lin Qian smiled and nodded.
The group got into cars separately.
The luxurious fleet truly surprised Lin Qian.
“Champagne is just so-so, nothing special to drink—it’s just hyped abroad into an essential high-end celebratory wine.”
“Good red wine doesn’t have to be foreign; we have it domestically too, tasting even better than foreign red wine.”
Fang Shiming took a bottle of red wine from the small bar cabinet beside him.
Lin Qian glanced at it—a brand he’d never heard of.
Fang Shiming directly tossed a bottle to Lin Qian, “This bottle of red wine is worth one ghost.”
“I only have two bottles; try it, see if it suits your taste.”
“Worth one ghost, over 100 million wine?”
Lin Qian was stunned, caught the wine and examined it, then lightly tapped the cork with a finger—it popped out on its own.
“Then I have to at least try this over-100-million wine.”
Lin Qian didn’t know wine; the ones he knew best were supermarket ones like a few yuan Hongxing Erguotou and Niulanshan.
He chugged half the bottle in one go, smacked his lips, then looked at Fang Shiming somewhat silently.
Fang Shiming, legs crossed, saw Lin Qian’s manner and was stunned, “What’s wrong? Doesn’t suit your taste?”
Lin Qian shook his head, “No, I want to ask—what’s good red wine supposed to taste like?”
Fang Shiming: “…”
“I can tell you really don’t know wine.” Fang Shiming chuckled helplessly.
“The taste feels okay, but I don’t know what good wine tastes like, so I can’t tell if this is good.”
Lin Qian started sipping it slowly.
Fang Shiming smiled and opened a bottle for himself.
The only two bottles, hidden for so long, were now both opened.
But he didn’t feel heartbroken at all.
Such ordinary things—gone is gone.
Not important.
This stuff is expensive not because it’s inherently valuable, but because the brand is.
That’s all.
Compared to domestic luxuries, this is just entry-level.
Of course, by price, it leads many things.
“President Lin, you should know about the captain plan.” Fang Shiming also drank straight from the bottle like Lin Qian.
Lin Qian replied, “Yeah, external captain—they’re begging me to take it.”
Fang Shiming smiled, “It should be; after all, those who know you know you lack nothing.”
What would a top ghost controller lack?
Nothing at all.
“Total troops captain spots are limited; our Circle of Friends occupies two.”
“We won’t meddle with the other nominated captains since we don’t know them well.”
“Since President Lin has claimed the external captain spot, then Yang Jian’s captain nomination…”
Fang Shiming exhaled, “Of course, if not, we’ll drop it.”
Yang Jian was grassroots, but backed by Lin Qian, he wasn’t anymore.
Though no one knew Yang Jian was Lin Qian’s member.
But Headquarters actually knew, and so did he.
However, though Yang Jian was Lin Qian’s member, he hadn’t received any substantial help from Lin Qian.
To be precise, it wasn’t that Lin Qian didn’t give—it was Yang Jian not taking it.
Lin Qian waved his hand, “Don’t even think about it.”
Hearing this, Fang Shiming immediately nodded, “Then I’ll drop it.”
Though another captain in Circle of Friends would bring more benefits, offending Lin Qian for one captain?
Not worth it.
Just a matter of one sentence—easy to say.
Very simple.
