When Yang Jian saw this group of people, he had no intention of leaving.

He chose to contact these people.

Because he should not be afraid of trouble, he should be afraid of trouble.

"A salary of 1.2 million yuan per year is high-tech. Even senior executives of ordinary companies may not be able to get it." Yang Jian's eyes lit up.

"That's all, if you transfer the money, I will join your company immediately."

Wu Feng looked at his excited look and couldn't help but treat him as a rookie who had just entered society.

"There is no problem with this, but before you join the company, you need to do one thing...you can recognize this box." He then took out another photo.

A golden box displayed on the photo.

The same style as Yan Li.

"This thing was originally in Yan Li's hands. He came out of the mall and should have handed it over to you. Our company is looking for this thing. If you can take it out, I am willing to buy it at a premium of 10 million."

"I am a real person in business, and I won't hide it from you. This thing is made of gold and is worth more than 2.4 million yuan. I can give you 10 million yuan and you still have a lot of money."

"What do you think?"

Yang Jian said: "This thing was indeed given to me by Yan Li. He asked me to keep it for a few days, but it's gone now."

"It's gone? Why is it gone?" Wu Feng asked immediately.

“Submitted.”

Yang Jian said: "I heard that I could change to an Interpol, which is a formal unit, so I made contributions without hesitation. Some people even praised me for my noble character, which made me happy for two or three days."

Wu Feng almost vomited blood when he heard this.

You are so naive and cute. This thing is so naive that the whole world is buying at a high price, and countries are rushing to compete. Did you actually hand over it?

"You lied to me, you are dishonest." Wu Feng calmed down and stared at him.

"I'm not lying. Look, this is something posted from the above. I may have to take part in some days and evaluate it." Yang Jian took out the satellite positioning mobile phone.

Criminal Satellite Positioning Mobile Phone?

Wu Feng recognized it at a glance, but then he was so angry that he was not angry.

Is it so hard that the locked ghost was really surrendered by this Yang Jian?

"Why did you hand in? How could you bear to hand in? It's so hard that you don't know what's there? You also participated in that shopping mall incident. Yan Li couldn't tell you nothing." Wu Feng said a little angrily.

The lack of information and information made him know nothing about Yang Jian.

I only know that he is a senior high school student, a ghost-controlling man, and a pure newcomer.

Yang Jian took advantage of this and deliberately pretended not to know anything to get some useful news.

"I know, that's a ghost. I caught it together with Yan Li. It's very dangerous. You don't know how many people died in the mall that time. It's better to leave such a dangerous thing to the state for handling. I don't dare to take it all day." Yang Jian said.

"By the way, what do you want that ghost to do? What's the use?"

Wu Feng said: "It's very useful, and it has been proven successful by experiments..."

As soon as he said that, he stopped.

Yang Jian asked, "What kind of experiment?"

"This is a secret. Since you don't have that box in your hand, there is nothing to talk about." Wu Feng stood up with a cold face and prepared to leave.

The box was handed over and he joined the Interpol. The Yang Jian in front of him had no value to him at all.

Continuing to talk is a waste of time.

"Wait." Yang Jian stopped them.

"Is there anything else?"

Yang Jian said, "Actually, I lied to you just now and lied to you... I'm really sorry. I haven't had time to hand over the box yet, and it's still here with me."

"What?"

Wu Feng stopped and looked back at him.

"Are you saying true? The thing is really still in your hands?"

Yang Jian nodded seriously and said, "It's true. I have always spoken sincerely and straightforwardly."

"So you are willing to sell it to me for ten million?"

Wu Feng sat down again and continued the previous topic: "If you hand in, you won't get a penny, and the Interpol is definitely not a good position. You have encountered ghost incidents. Do you have confidence that you can live every time you deal with ghost incidents?"

"This is a very risky profession. You are still young and have not had time to enjoy some things. You are giving up your head and sprinkling your blood. That is a fool. The real benefit is the real thing... hand over the box and the money will not be missing."

"I have to collect the money first and then I can give it to you later." Yang Jian said.

"Yes, but I want to see the goods first." Wu Feng said, then signaling to the group of people behind him.

There are no transactions or ten million, they just plan to grab them directly.

After all, what you eat is this bowl of rice, what you do is a business without a lot.

Yang Jian shook his head and said, "No, no, no, you said you would give me a year's salary advance, and you said you would give me 10 million. Now you don't see a penny of money. I don't believe what you said. I won't take out the things without seeing the money."

"Don't be ungrateful, kid, we..." a man next to him said viciously.

Wu Feng turned around and said, "Well, I'll give you a one-year salary advance. Then you show me the box. After we confirm that the thing is correct, I will trade with you. What do you think?"

If necessary, he doesn't want to start with a ghost controller.

The ghost in Yang Jian's body is unknown.

Like Yan Li, it may not be any threat to people, and it may be difficult to deal with.

But gambling always loses, so if he can spend some money to solve it, he is still willing.

"This is OK, then transfer the money. This is my bank account number. I will go to get the things as soon as I receive the money." Yang Jian took out his cell phone from under the table and said.

Wu Feng hesitated for a moment, and he looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian looked innocent and excitedly, as if he was already fantasizing about how to use that ten million.

"Okay, I'll transfer it to you now." Wu Feng transferred the money directly using his mobile phone.

soon.

A text message rang on Yang Jian’s mobile phone, and the amount was 100 yuan.

"Why did you get a 100 yuan account? Did you transfer the wrong one?"

Wu Feng looked at the balance of Yang Jian’s mobile phone and confirmed it thoroughly that he was a poor student who had just become a ghost driver for a while, and he really had no experience.

"Sorry, I accidentally ordered the wrong one. I would like to treat you to dinner." Then he changed the account.

This is right, it's one million and two million.

"It's a good thing to get the account, thank you so much." Yang Jian said with some excitement.

"You're welcome, you can take me to get that box now." Wu Feng said.

Yang Jian nodded and said, "Of course, come here for me."

Immediately, he took the group of people out of the cafe and walked along the street.

"Is it very far? We have a car here and I can take you there." Wu Feng looked at Yang Jian walking in front and frowned, vaguely feeling something was wrong.

"My car is parked here, why don't you drive around here and wait for me?" Yang Jian turned around and looked at them and said.

"No need." Wu Feng was so relieved that Yang Jian would leave his sight.

But when he continued to move forward, the more he realized something was wrong.

There are fewer and fewer pedestrians in front of you.

In the end, there was no one on the entire sidewalk.

"Wait."

Wu Feng hurriedly called out. He looked at the streets where there were no one around, and his face changed immediately.

At this time, Yang Jian turned around and grinned, "I just realized now? I'm so sorry. I lied to you again. I called the police when I was chatting with you just now..."

"Don't move, raise your hands and lie on the ground."

The next moment, plainclothes police rushed out of the shops around, and the team led by Liu.

This time it was not an ordinary supernatural incident, but a criminal case, and all the police officers were equipped with guns.

"You kid..."

Wu Feng's eyes were so angry that he opened his eyes and almost rushed up to beat this guy up.

"I'm very angry and want to hit someone? Come on, hit here, yes, hit here." Yang Jian pointed to his forehead.

"I'll go, mom." Wu Feng cursed. This kid is such a fucking thief.

Not only did he cheat his own money, but he also asked the police to arrest him.

There are so shameless people in this world.
To be continued...