Hearing the other party say this, Li Zhenyu looked carefully: "Jiang Zhiyuan?"

"You should call me aunt. Hasn't anyone taught you manners?"

Hearing her angry words, Li Zhenyu laughed dumbly: "What do you want to say? Say it!"

"Li Zhenyu, Zhixi is afraid of you, but I am not afraid of you. You'd better..."

Li Zhenyu suddenly turned sideways and put his face in front of her eyes, and their breath mixed with hers from the tip of their noses.

The strong male hormones made Jiang Zhiyuan dazed, and her expression was full of panic.

Satisfied, he sat back down and said with a faint smile: "See, you are still afraid."

"..." Jiang Zhiyuan was choked for a moment.

She had been preparing for a long time and had a lot to say.

However, the original target should have been Li Qiu.

But she really didn't have the courage to face that man.

I was also worried that the other party would take his anger out on my younger sister because of me.

I thought that the little brat would be easier to fool, but I didn't expect him to be as domineering as that man.

"Hey, no matter what, I'm your elder, shouldn't you be more respectful to me?"

"Yes, auntie. Can I tell you now?" The perfunctory response to coaxing a child made Jiang Zhiyuan even more angry.

But she still suppressed her personal emotions and did everything for her younger sister.

"Your father had three women. The first wife was the legitimate mistress. Your mother was the luckiest. She was pregnant with you, the only male in the Li family. Only our Zhixi had a miserable life..."

Li Zhenyu supported his chin with his hands and looked out the window. He was not interested in the old stories she talked about.

"No matter what, she is your father's woman. To her..."

"So what?" Li Zhenyu was a little annoyed by the endless chatter.

Turning to look at Jiang Zhiyuan who was interrupted and at a loss, Li Zhenyu sarcastically asked: "Is this my fault?"

"If you really want to vent your anger on your sister, you should go up there and find that man instead of wasting time here."

It wasn't him, Li Zhenyu, who caused Jiang Zhixi to fall into this situation, so why should he say all this to him!

Is it because he looks weaker than that man and easier to bully? "You are the heir of the Lee family, of course Zhixi cares about your thoughts, she..."

"She doesn't need to care about my opinion. Just live her life with Xiumei. No one will compete with her for anything. Are you satisfied with this?"

Jiang Zhiyuan was overjoyed, but also a little surprised.

He was making a promise that he would guarantee his younger sister's future life, and that would not change even if he inherited the Li family.

Is that so? Jiang Zhiyuan was a little bit unbelievable.

"Well, is this a promise?" Jiang Zhiyuan asked cautiously.

"So be it!" Li Zhenyu frowned, wondering why Chief Amuro hadn't come over yet.

“Yes, it is, no…” Jiang Zhiyuan still wanted to get an accurate answer.

The next second, her cheek was pinched by a big hand, and her flaming red lip balm turned into a zero shape.

"My patience is limited. That man is not the only one who knows how to possess. Do you want to try?"

Seeing his aggressive face approaching, Jiang Zhiyuan was frightened and stepped back in a hurry.

He leaned his back against the car door, turned around, pulled the handle, jumped out of the car, and jogged into the annex building.

After straightening his messy suit, Li Zhenyu was finally able to think about the problem quietly.

This time when I came back, my performance was perfect.

However, the result was somewhat unsatisfactory and contrary to what he wanted to achieve.

However, this way you don't have to worry about exposing the secret that you are a 'fake'.

As for Jiang Zhiyuan's reckless temptation, Li Zhenyu didn't take it seriously at all.

Someone will make her understand what rules to follow in this house.

"I hope she won't be implicated, or Xiumei will be sad again."

Li Zhenyu looked towards the annex building and saw that the lights were still on in the windows of Xiumei's room.

Find some time and invite her to Seoul to relax.

The Rongchang Construction that Qian Jingtai mentioned, if I remember correctly, should be the property of his uncle's family.

I originally wanted to talk to him, but now I'd better ask Chief Amuro to convey my message.

Finally, the subprime mortgage crisis…

If he still doesn't take it seriously, Li Zhenyu won't do anything.

Anyway, whether he makes arrangements or not, the bill will be counted on him.

Who would believe that a good-for-nothing son who had been away from home for five years and working in a menial job could see through the crisis behind the prosperity and gain huge profits as a result.

Everyone would think that they were the one who was responsible for this matter.

I am just a puppet pushed to the front by that man.

He has to take the blame whether he likes it or not.

The only difference is active and passive. It's really difficult for Lao Qiu.

"President, Chief Amuro is here."

"Come up, let's talk."

On the top floor of the main building, Li Qiu stood in front of the study window and stared at the car next to the fountain turntable.

Chief Amuro sat in the car for five minutes. What were the two of them talking about?

Ring, the phone on the table rang.

"Hello, I'm Li Qiu."

"President, I have something to report to you."

"I don't want to hear it, you decide for yourself!"

Chief Amuro smiled helplessly, glanced at Li Zhenyu who turned his head to the other side, and thought to himself, "This father and son are too tormenting."

"I'm afraid I have to tell you about this. I can't make the decision."

Li Qiu did not say anything. Chief Amuro, as the president's close confidant, understood that this was the president's last stubbornness.

"If he doesn't want to come forward, I will go talk to my aunt in person, and ask him not to interfere if anything unpleasant happens."

"..." Chief Amuro became even more depressed and wondered whether he should get off the car and report.

It's just a short distance between up and down the stairs, why does he have to be the messenger?

"Please don't interrupt me." Chief Amuro expressed his position to him, always giving the president a way out.

Otherwise, this conversation will be aborted halfway.

"Also, regarding the subprime mortgage crisis, the young master mentioned some details. I will ask the secretariat to pay special attention to them."

Chief Amuro had reported all the details about Rongchang Construction before he came.

Before Li Zhenyu even found thousands of presidents, he already had all the information.

Li's attention to him never stopped.

"Yeah, that's it."

Li Qiu's answer was brief and clear, as if he didn't care about these trivial matters at all.

But Chief Amuro could still hear from his tone that he was different from before.

"Master, the president has understood your thoughts. Is there anything else you need to convey?"

On the other end of the phone, Li Qiu, holding the microphone, was waiting with some anticipation in his eyes.

"Don't die too early, otherwise the Li family will fall into the hands of a useless descendant like me. I can't guarantee what will happen to his women. You can get out of the car now."

Chief Amuro silently opened the door and got out of the car. The president should have heard this clearly without him having to convey it himself.

After watching the car go away, Chief Amuro put the phone to his ear again: "President, you heard it."

Li Qiu smiled brightly and said, "It's obvious that he has found so many women like me, but he uses women to threaten me."

"Does he think that I really care about women? Haha, hahaha..."

Chief Amuro stood where he was. The president didn't need any answer at this moment. It was enough for him to just listen quietly.

"Chief Amuro." After a long time, the laughter gradually faded and Li Qiu returned to his usual calmness.

"Inside."

"Tell the third brother that no one from the family should come over in the future."

How could an outsider have the courage to interfere in their family affairs?

The moment the Land Rover drove past the grille, the inexplicable irritability and anger gradually disappeared, and reason took over again.

"President, are we going home now?" Driver Jin asked as he slowed down the car.

"Let's go for a walk in the city." Li Zhenyu planned to look for memories from his 'youth'.

Driving slowly around the familiar streets, Li Zhenyu's memories became clearer and clearer, and the strange feeling of alienation gradually disappeared in his memories.

"Let's go!" In front of the tofu shop at the corner of the alley, Li Zhenyu closed his eyes.

With a touch of regret and inexplicable rolling emotions, the silver-gray Land Rover rushed towards the 'center of the universe.'

Along the way, Driver Jin seemed to have something to say.

But until the car entered Seoul, I didn't hear his voice.

"Just say whatever you want to say!" Li Zhenyu's eyes opened at some point, his tone full of relief.

Driver Jin hesitated again and again, but still didn't know how to start the conversation.

"I wanted to ask the tofu shop's daughter, but I forgot about it a long time ago."

"President, can we really forget?"

"Hmm~"

No matter how unforgettable it is, what's the point of talking about deep affection when the person has changed.

What's more, what value does self-righteous love have other than to impress oneself?

Childish, too childish.

The car stopped downstairs of the company, and I watched the president's back moving forward.

Driver Jin felt that he was more mature and calm than before he left, like an adult.

However, it’s better to just say these things in your heart.

"Show me IU's schedule."

Li Zhenyu said this as he turned on the TV, which was playing a variety show.

"Nowadays, all the big companies are launching girl groups, especially SM's Girls' Generation, wow~"

"That's great! It looks like it will probably succeed!"

"Yes, Girls' Generation is very popular, but young people today should still practice hard and at least know how to respect their seniors."

"Oh~ is there something wrong?"

"I saw them backstage the day before yesterday. The little girls didn't even use honorifics when addressing their seniors."

"real?"

"I've heard that too. Wow, little girls nowadays are really..."

It's the 21st century now. Isn't it normal to not use honorifics when addressing seniors?

There will definitely be people who say this, but this kind of thing is unforgivable in Japan and South Korea.

South Korea in particular has the most complex honorific system in East Asia.

If you address your seniors without using honorifics, you might even be called "Sa" in Rabbit Country. This is how young people should behave.

In Neon, they are all little girls between 16 and 18 years old, and this can be forgiven.

After all, being cute is right, and who can resist being cute!

But in South Korea, this is unforgivable "disrespect," which is no different from pointing at the nose of a senior and scolding him.

Normally, no one would talk about such private matters openly.

Because it offends too many people, and Girls' Generation is the trump card launched by SM. Each member of them is a treasure carefully selected, and contains the company's ten years of hard work and ambition.

But if you want to blame someone, it's because they have performed too well since their debut.

(End of this chapter)