No one knows the virtues of his family better than Zhao Yingjun.

Having lived with them for more than 20 years, he has long been immune to them and knows how to deal with it.

But why haven’t I heard any news about Quan Junxu’s marriage?

Zheng Xizhen is the eldest daughter of the current Hyundai Chairman Zheng Yixuan and the eldest granddaughter of the former Chairman Zheng Mengjiu.

Not only does his family background seem prominent, but his grandfather and father are also well-known in the chaebol circle.

Not everyone has the ability to confirm the heir.

He separated the important family industries, established his own business, and took their place, turning the former main family into a "small modern family," and becoming the main family himself.

Chung Mong-koo is still an idol in the hearts of countless people.

At the same time, he is also an existence that everyone thinks should never be provoked.

It's very stressful to go on a blind date with a chaebol daughter like this.

"She's a good girl, and I believe she will be a good wife, but..."

Quan Junxu had a conflicted expression. He knew that the other person was a good person, but it was just difficult for him to get along with her.

The two people's personalities and thoughts are completely on different channels.

"You know how it feels to be together even though you are not the same kind of people?"

"I see. You're showing off."

Li Zhenyu was too lazy to pay attention to him. He hoped that he could find a suitable partner in this circle who had a gentle personality, good character, and was a perfect match for his family.

The probability of that happening is so small, and yet he is still complaining here.

"I advise you to act quickly. You are not the only one who can choose Xiandai Family."

Quan's is a good choice, but it's by no means the only one.

Zhao Yingjun put his legs on the wooden stakes, rested his head on his hands and said lazily: "Brother, if you can help me, I can try."

"roll."

Quan Junxu responded to his provocation with his middle finger.

"Hehe, it seems that you still can't bear to give up."

Zhao Yingjun joked with a wicked smile, "How far have we come? Holding hands, kissing, or..."

Quan Junxu raised his foot helplessly and made a gesture as if to kick him.

"That's my fiancée, not a prostitute from Itaewon."

Zhao Yingjun sat up straight and said seriously: "When you bring it out, remember to inform me in advance, and I will prepare a big gift for my sister-in-law."

He wasn't kidding, he was serious.

The Jeon family and Hyundai, politicians and chaebols, such a scale is rare even in South Korea.

Old men, are you planning to do something big?

Bang~ The sound of a hunting rifle echoed from afar. Judging from the echo, it should be quite far away.

"It looks like the harvest from Wanzhi is going to be wasted again."

The wild boar meat has not been finished yet, and the processed Tai Chi tiger is still on the tray.

Choi Man-sik had hunted new prey, how could he possibly eat it all?

“Make bacon.”

Li Zhenyu got up, found a bamboo, and cut it with an axe.

First, chop a few two-meter-long bamboo sections, tie them into a square with ropes, and then split a section of bamboo into bamboo strips.

Tie the bamboo strips horizontally to the bamboo joints, and finally support four long legs from below and place it over the campfire.

"How about it?"

Li Zhenyu seemed a little proud. His hands-on ability was really amazing.

Quan Junxu gave a thumbs up with a look of admiration, and Zhao Yingjun turned his head away and clasped his fists.

I am ashamed of myself!

Ever since I stayed in Yan Country and often went there on business trips.

Zhao Yingjun learned a lot of weird cultures, and although he clearly didn't understand what they meant, he pretended to know a lot.

However, this time he guessed right.

"Brother, brother... someone come and help."

Choi Man-sik is back with his prey in his hands, eh?

Why is this prey still wearing clothes? "Shit, get the medical kit."

Li Zhenyu pushed the 'bacon rack' over and ran forward.

"What's going on?"

Seeing that he was gasping for breath and about to lose strength, Li Zhenyu took over the unconscious Cui Jae-young.

“I was…hit.”

It didn’t matter what hit him, he turned around and ran towards the tent at full speed.

After putting the person on the blanket, Li Zhenyu finally had the chance to observe her injuries.

Upon examination of the surface, it was found that her injury was on the right arm.

There was a bloody hole about 3 centimeters in size, but there were no other external injuries.

"Let me do it!"

Lin Shiling and Song Qiaoen ran over and knelt beside her to bandage her wound.

The others gathered outside, wanting to know what happened. "Wanzhi, I only saw the injury on the right arm. Is there any other injury?"

Choi Man-sik, holding his knees and breathing hard, raised his head and said, "No, no more."

Along the way, he ran back with all his might.

At this moment, I found someone to help me, and I felt a sense of entrustment in my heart, and the feeling of weakness after the outburst suddenly came over me.

It seemed so difficult for him to even stand, and he fell to the ground as he spoke.

"Are you hurt?"

Seeing him shaking his head, Li Zhenyu asked someone to bring some water and told him to take small sips.

After resting for a few minutes, Choi Man-sik finally recovered and asked, "How is she?"

"The bleeding has stopped. Now it's time to take her to the hospital."

Whether the wound is infected, how to clean the wound, whether there is potential danger, and how to recover all require diagnosis by professional medical personnel.

"Wanzhi and I will take her down the mountain now. Youngjun, call Secretary Xia and ask her to tell Chairman Sun Jingzhi that I need to borrow CJ's helicopter to go to Handa Hospital."

While Li Zhenyu was speaking, he turned around and walked into the tent and held Cui Zaiying in his arms.

Now is not the time to worry about avoiding suspicion.

Here, only Li Zhenyu has the ability to carry her down the mountain in one breath.

When he came out again, Choi Man-sik had already stood up.

His feet were running fast and Choi Wan-sik's face was a little pale, but he was still able to keep up.

When they reached the foot of the mountain, Vincent, who had received the message, had already started the car.

"BOSS."

"Get in the car."

Let Choi Man-sik sit in the back seat and lay Choi Jae-young horizontally with his head resting on his lap.

Li Zhenyu sat in the passenger seat and said, "Drive."

Pulling out his cell phone, Li Zhenyu dialed Sun Jingzhi's number: "Three inches."

"Zhenyu, the helicopter should be here soon. Are you injured? Is it serious?"

Son Kyung-sik's tone was filled with worry, he really cared about Lee Jin-woo's comfort.

Since working with him, CJ's influence and reputation have been growing day by day.

As the vice president, he has the same influence and voice within the group.

It can be said that Sun Jingzhi's current situation is related to his interests.

How could Sun Jingzhi not be anxious? "It's not me, it's an important friend."

Sun Jingzhi, who heard the news, was instantly relieved: "That's good, it's good that it's not you."

There was no need to express unnecessary sympathy; Sun Jingzhi directly expressed his feelings at the moment.

"Thanks, Sancun, I think it's here."

Looking up to the right, Li Zhenyu signaled Vincent to stop the car, took out the tactical flashlight from the car, and flashed it twice quickly to signal the driver.

Two minutes later, the helicopter took off and headed for Handa Hospital.

There was already a medical team there, waiting on the rooftop for the helicopter to land.

(End of this chapter)