Chapter 14: Change
“Your president invited me to dinner?”
“No problem, Brother Zelong invited me, I definitely dare not refuse.”
“Good, good, good, I will definitely be there tonight.”
Similar conversations happened up and down no less than twenty times.
After Chu He finished the phone call with the last shareholder, she let out a long sigh of relief.
Fortunately, the previous president had decent relations with these shareholders.
Otherwise, wanting to invite these shareholders to dinner would basically be impossible.
These shareholders are all business leaders, people who make hundreds of millions in minutes.
They are involved in both legitimate and shady businesses.
It is also because of these people that their Black Eight Club can become the underground authority in Da Jiang City.
Of course, this also has a lot to do with them being a Ghost Controller organization.
Chu He exhaled, and flipped out the last phone call.
She hesitated for a moment, but still dialed it.
After the call connected, Chu He looked serious, not knowing what she said, cold sweat broke out on her forehead.
Then, in just a few words, the call ended.
Chu He swallowed, unease in her eyes.
She hesitated for a while, but still chose to tell Lin Qian about this matter.
Lin Qian didn’t care at all, “If he wants to come see, then let him come.”
For Lin Qian, this was not a big deal.
“The time is set for tonight, right?”
Lin Qian asked.
Chu He nodded, “Nine o’clock tonight, at Emperor Hotel.”
Lin Qian nodded, “Go make the arrangements.”
Chu He left to arrange tonight’s dinner.
Lin Qian propped his chin, thinking about the current situation.
From this point in time, Yang Jian has not yet become a Ghost Controller.
News of ghosts exists only circulating among a small group of people.
Ghosts are very rare, and supernatural events are not yet frequent.
Without using the fierce ghost now, he can live for about six months.
Double what it was before.
Time is plentiful.
But his danger is not small.
He will not forget that there is still a ghost performer lurking.
Lin Qian doesn’t know when the other party will come for him, but before that, he at least needs to have self-protection ability.
“First integrate the resources, then massively collect fierce ghosts.”
Lin Qian thought this way.
Da Jiang City, suburbs old resettlement area.
This is a very old residential community.
The buildings are not tall either.
The highest is only the 20th floor.
Don’t let the old community fool you, the renovations inside are not sloppy at all.
Not much worse than those fully furnished apartments.
Fully equipped.
The community just looks old.
Bang~!
A woman landed on the ground.
Making a muffled sound.
“Ah! Someone jumped off the building!”
A scream woke the entire residential community.
Ten minutes later, the ambulance rushed into the community and quickly took the woman who jumped to the ambulance.
“Who is the one who jumped? How come I don’t recognize her?”
In the residential community, several gossipy women gathered together, asking puzzledly.
“Not sure, someone saw her jump from the 20th floor.”
“20th floor? How is that possible, jumping from the 20th floor and not even bleeding?”
“It was definitely the 20th floor, didn’t you see the shoes flew how far?”
“Don’t let the lack of blood fool you, she’s actually smashed to pieces inside.”
“Ah, that tragic?”
……
Nine o’clock at night.
Emperor Hotel, in the private room.
“President Wang, where have you been making money lately?”
“What making money, not losing is good enough, you know the market lately, sigh, it’s hard to put into words.”
“Eh? Hasn’t the gold price been rising lately?”
“Sigh, speaking of that pisses me off, what is the official doing, the gold price was about to skyrocket, guess what?”
“What?”
“The official actually restricted gold circulation.”
“Isn’t this smashing my rice bowl?”
……
In the private room, the atmosphere was good.
At this moment, outside the hotel.
Lin Qian sat on the stairs smoking with Wu Xun.
They didn’t rush in because one person hadn’t arrived yet.
“How much time until the appointed time?”
Lin Qian looked ahead, his eyes deep.
“Thirty minutes left.”
“Mm, you go in first.” Lin Qian nodded.
“President, you’re waiting alone?” Wu Xun hesitated a bit.
“Face must be given fully, after all, he is this city’s person in charge, I currently don’t want to offend a city’s person in charge.”
The people do not fight with officials, it has always been this way since ancient times, unless rebelling.
Wu Xun hesitated for a while, nodded, stood up and entered the hotel.
Lin Qian flicked the ash, not in a hurry.
He had given full face, if the other party doesn’t give him face, that’s on him.
Time passed slowly.
Suddenly, a black sports car appeared, then stopped at the hotel doorway.
From the car, a man in a special uniform got out.
The man looked twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with a cold expression, exuding a gloomy aura.
The man got out, tossed the car key in his hand to the nearby attendant.
Then he strode straight into the hotel.
Lin Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly, he came.
By rights he should stand to greet, but he didn’t move, just kept smoking.
The man also saw Lin Qian, sensed him, and found nothing wrong, just a pale face.
Looked like kidney deficiency at first glance.
The man didn’t care, walked straight past Lin Qian and directly entered the hotel.
Lin Qian glanced at the time, one minute until nine-thirty.
The other party came right on time.
Lin Qian smiled, stood up, and also entered the hotel.
In the private room, at the moment nine-thirty arrived, the door was pushed open.
The gazes in the private room instantly stabbed over, and upon seeing who it was, the gazes quickly withdrew, afraid of causing misunderstanding.
Wu Xun quickly stood up and looked behind the man, but there was nothing behind the man.
Where is the president?
Wasn’t he waiting for this city’s person in charge?
Now the person has come in, where is the president?
The man who entered the room quickly scanned everyone, all familiar, not one unrecognized.
“Wu Xun?”
The man narrowed his eyes slightly, “Where is your president?”
“He’s right outside, didn’t Detective Liu see him when coming in?” Wu Xun asked puzzledly.
“Outside?” The man was stunned, then thought of something, his face sinking slightly.
Creak.
At that moment, the door suddenly opened.
The man turned to look, his eyes cold, it really was that young man sitting on the stairs outside smoking.
“Who is this?”
“How did he appear here?”
“Whose kid is this? Does he know the rules?”
The moment Lin Qian entered, the private room immediately buzzed with discussion.
Lin Qian just glanced at these people, then his gaze fell on the man.
“Liu Lin, Detective Liu, right? Don’t stand on ceremony, find a seat and sit.”
After speaking, Lin Qian walked to the main seat in the private room and plopped down.
Instantly, everyone frowned.
Some people’s faces directly darkened.
Wu Xun swallowed, just about to say something, when Lin Qian waved his hand, signaling him to sit.
Wu Xun glanced at the unmoving Detective Liu, hesitated, and still sat down.
Lin Qian turned his head to look at Liu Lin, “Does Detective Liu need me to invite you before you sit?”
Liu Lin coldly looked at Lin Qian, suddenly, he smiled, pulled out a chair and sat next to Wu Xun, then crossed his arms and just looked at Lin Qian.
Seeing Liu Lin sit, Lin Qian smiled, then turned to look at everyone, his smile slowly fading.
“Let me introduce myself, I’m Lin Qian, the new president of Black Eight Club.”
Everyone’s faces changed instantly, surprise, shock, confusion, doubt, all present.
“You’re the president, then where is Wang Zelong?”
Someone directly questioned Lin Qian.
“Yeah, where is Wang Zelong?”
“Such a big thing as changing president, why isn’t he here? Why didn’t we receive notice?”
Dissatisfaction and questioning voices rose one after another in the private room.
Lin Qian listened impatiently, he frowned slightly and knocked on the table.
Instantly, the voices gradually quieted, finally disappearing.
“Wang Zelong is dead, I killed him, now I’m Black Eight Club’s president, understand?”
Lin Qian looked at everyone expressionlessly.
Wang Zelong is dead?
And killed by him?
This news came out, instantly everyone was stunned.
At first they didn’t believe it, but looking at Wu Xun next to the young man, they fell silent.
“I called you here today to notify you, the president changed, but everything remains the same.”
Everything remains the same?
Hearing this, everyone instantly felt relieved.
They were all old foxes, rolling in the dirt for years, caring only about interests.
They worried only that after Wang Zelong’s death, their interests would be affected.
But hearing everything remains the same, they sighed in relief.
For them, whether the president changes or not doesn’t matter, interests do.
“You shouldn’t have any objections, right.” Lin Qian showed a smile, looking at everyone.
Everyone looked at each other.
In their hearts, they began calculating if they could use this opportunity to redivide interests.
Seeing no one speak, Lin Qian didn’t care.
He simply looked toward this city’s International Police.
Then he stood up, poured a glass of wine, “Detective Liu, I toast you.”
Liu Lin crossed his arms, expression cold, looking at the wine glass Lin Qian raised, “Oh? Toasting me?”
“Do you think that by taking out Wang Zelong, you’re Black Eight Club’s president?”
“Do you know, just for you killing someone, I can execute you on the spot!”
Lin Qian’s eyes narrowed slightly, his gaze glancing at Wu Xun.
Wu Xun swallowed, stood up and leaned to Lin Qian’s ear, “Um, president, Detective Liu and Wang Zelong were close, like brothers in life and death, you killed Wang Zelong… he…”
Hearing this, Lin Qian suddenly laughed, so that’s it.
No wonder so disrespectful.
Understandable.
Liu Lin watched Lin Qian and Wu Xun whispering, sneering repeatedly.
But suddenly his face changed drastically, a pale hand grabbed his face.
His pupils shrank, hurriedly trying to use his fierce ghost ability.
But the next moment, he discovered in terror that he couldn’t mobilize his fierce ghost at all.
The ghost was suppressed!
A white mask slowly approached, one black one white eyeless eyes appeared on the mask.
The sudden change left everyone’s minds in the private room blank.
“Calling you Detective Liu is giving face, no face, call you dog, you still have to smile and bark twice for me.”
“Execute me on the spot?”
“Dog thing, do you think you’re strong?”
Lin Qian grabbed Liu Lin’s face and lifted him up, Liu Lin tightly grabbed Lin Qian’s arm, eyes full of terror.
“I… I was wrong…” Liu Lin difficultly spat out these words.
This Lin Qian was extremely eerie and terrifying.
He was certain the other could easily kill him.
Doesn’t the other fear headquarters?
“President, he is from headquarters, we can’t kill him!” Wu Xun’s hair stood on end, hurriedly advising Lin Qian.
Once folk Ghost Controllers kill International Police, it’s big trouble, headquarters absolutely won’t let them go.
“A waste like this, kill him and it’s done, headquarters side someone will handle for me.”
Joking, is Wang Xiaoqiang from Little Strong Club joking?
Lin Qian spoke calmly, but Liu Lin was not calm.
Damn, careless, he thought the other hadn’t contacted Wang Zelong’s backers.
Now hearing this, clearly already contacted, and the other hasn’t blamed him for taking out Wang Zelong.
“Lin, President Lin, I, I was wrong, my fault!”
Liu Lin hurriedly begged for mercy.
Lin Qian sneered, “Give you face you take it, no face you hold it in.”
Lin Qian had no intention of killing this Liu Lin, after all, killing an International Police over a few words of argument, even Wang Xiaoqiang would need effort to handle.
Throwing Liu Lin to the ground, Lin Qian sat back in his seat, the mask on his face also disappeared at that moment.
Liu Lin clutched his face, eyes full of horror.
This Lin Qian is more terrifying than ghosts!
The private room was deathly silent.
Lin Qian casually swept over everyone.
“One sentence, everything remains the same, of course ugly words first, if unsatisfied, come find me, I can replace some people.”
“Believe me, people wanting in outnumber you, people more willing than you, much more.”
These tycoons, hearing this, their hearts skipped a beat.
Lin Qian didn’t care about these rich people.
He cared only about the resources he needed.
Gold, supernatural items, ghosts, these things.
He needed them.
And these people here were his money bags.
When his strength was insufficient, many things required following rules.
Now was like that, even if impatient with these people, he could only talk nicely, couldn’t just raid their homes.
Lin Qian stood up, “Everyone here for their own interests, I good, everyone good, I bad, of course everyone won’t be good.”
“Still one sentence, mutual benefit, hope everyone doesn’t give face and not take it.”
After speaking, Lin Qian glanced at Liu Lin on the ground and directly walked out of the private room.
Wu Xun hurriedly followed.
After Lin Qian left, everyone’s faces in the private room became extremely ugly.
Liu Lin especially, full of resentment in his eyes.
But no one spoke.
Liu Lin stood up, face gloomy, he knew he couldn’t afford to provoke Lin Qian.
He took a deep breath, turned and also left the private room.
Today’s gathering ended just like that.
Lin Qian called these people simply to show face, tell them Black Eight Club changed leadership.
Willing to follow, then follow, unwilling, sorry, if trouble later, don’t blame him.
“President, us doing this… isn’t it not good?”
Wu Xun walked beside Lin Qian, hesitantly asked.
“Not good?”
Lin Qian stood at the hotel doorway, looking at the streets under the night.
“We are Ghost Controllers, not ordinary people.”
Lin Qian said this faintly.
Ghost Controllers, live day by day, short lifespan.
Such people are the most terrifying.
Moreover, Ghost Controllers are people who control fierce ghosts.
And their Black Eight Club is Da Jiang City’s only Ghost Controller organization.
Even if he slapped each one today, they still wouldn’t dare say withdraw shares.
No one goes against interests, especially these money-eyed people.
Wu Xun didn’t understand these, he couldn’t truly grasp what becoming a Ghost Controller meant.
Only knew after becoming one, making money easy, downside is short life.
Lin Qian didn’t explain to Wu Xun, “Let’s go, back.”
Wu Xun went to get the car, Lin Qian stood roadside, watching luxury cars pass by him.
Once, these cars were beyond his reach, now, he just found them useless.
Suddenly, the roadside streetlight flickered.
Lin Qian’s face sank, abruptly looking up in one direction.
Gloom was rapidly approaching this way.
