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As a result, in the second half of the journey, Shu Qingmo still couldn't resist the temptation of the Sandman, and fell asleep leaning on Yan Zonglang's shoulder.

When we arrived at Shishi Mountain, it was almost noon.Shu Qingmo woke up from Yan Zonglang's shoulder with an embarrassing expression on her face. As soon as she got out of the car, she felt a chill in her surroundings.

The altitude of Shishi Mountain is more than 3000 meters. Although the group only came to the middle of the mountain, the highest temperature here is only [-] or [-] degrees. Compared with the mountain, it seems that it has come from midsummer to early autumn.

Shu Qingmo took out the thick coat prepared in advance from his backpack and put it on. He looked at Yan Zonglang curiously, and found that he was still in a suit and leather shoes, and he seemed to be unable to perceive the change of temperature at all.

"Mr. Yan, do you still have to work later?" Shu Qingmo couldn't help asking.

He remembered that Yan Zonglang said that he was here on a business trip, and he would take him to relax by the way.He doesn't have to be accompanied by Yan Zonglang, if Yan Zonglang is busy, then he can go around by himself.

In such a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters, even just sitting idly is a kind of enjoyment to cleanse the soul.

"It will end soon." Yan Zonglang said, "Would you like to come with me?"

Shu Qingmo was taken aback: "Can I go?"

"There's nothing wrong with it." Yan Zonglang said, "It's just to inspect the progress of the project."

Shu Qingmo understood immediately, if there was important work to be done, then Yan Zonglang probably wouldn't bring him by his side.

It seems that Yan Zonglang himself came here to relax, inspecting the work just by the way, and Shu Qingmo happened to have nothing to do, so in order to give back to his paintings, Yan Zonglang brought him here.

Shu Qingmo suddenly discovered that his understanding of Yan Zonglang seemed to have gone a step further. It is true that Yan Zonglang would not trade at a loss, but conversely, he would not take the initiative to take advantage of others.

Just like the last picture of the Four Heavenly Kings that Shu Qingmo drew for him for free, it was obvious that Shu Qingmo had suffered a loss in this matter, so he found another way to make up for it.

After lunch, the driver took Yan Zonglang and Shu Qingmo's luggage to the resort to check in, and then drove the group to a construction site two kilometers away from the resort.

The mountain of Shishi Mountain is not too steep, and there is a large natural open space halfway up the mountain.Shu Qingmo glanced at the notice board on the construction site from a distance, it seemed that a large tourist and leisure center was being built here.

Several people who looked like contractors stood respectfully in front of Yan Zonglang and reported the progress of the project. Shu Qingmo didn't care to listen, and only heard a few key words such as "reconstruction", "hunting ground", and "investment".

Among them, the one he didn't understand the most was the hunting ground.

"Mr. Yan, was this a hunting ground?"

On the way back to the resort, Shu Qingmo looked at the scenery outside the window and couldn't help asking.However, Yan Zonglang didn't answer directly, and only said that he would take him to have a look later.

The resort is not far from the construction site, and the group returned here not long after.

There are no high-rise buildings in the resorts in the mountains, and the rooms for guests are all individual log cabins.

Yan Zonglang went to his cabin to change his clothes, and when he came out again, he was wearing a loose black sports coat on his upper body, and he was wearing a pair of sneakers with Peking Opera facial makeup on his feet, completely missing the usual businessman's shadow.

"Look at what?"

Yan Zonglang stepped down the wooden steps lightly, looked at Shu Qingmo who was waiting at the side and asked.

At this moment, Shu Qingmo came back to his senses. His ears were slightly red, and he looked away with dodge eyes and said, "Mr. Yan, you seem to be... a few years younger."

Yan Zonglang raised his eyebrows: "I am not old at all."

Shu Qingmo remembered that Yan Zonglang officially took over the Yan family when he was 30 years old, and the media reported it extensively at that time.If he remembers correctly, it was when he first started watching "Hundred Steeds", that is, three years ago.

Calculated in this way...Yan Zonglang seems to be 11 years older than him.

People say that there is a three-year-old generation gap, so there is a three and two-thirds generation gap between him and Yan Zonglang.

But Yan Zonglang looked very young in sportswear, he looked no more than 25 six, so rounding up, there was only a generation gap between him and Yan Zonglang.

Shu Qingmo was silently doing boring calculations in her heart.

Yan Zonglang dismissed the secretary and the driver, followed by only the bodyguard, and then took Shu Qingmo to a reception center that was not open to the public.

From the appearance, this center has the style of the 90s of last century, with white tiles on the outer wall, and several golden characters of "Shishishan International Hunting Center" hanging above the gate.

There was a staff member sitting at the front desk, who probably knew that Yan Zonglang would come over in advance, so he took the initiative to trot to the door to greet him, "Boss Yan, the car is ready for you."

At first, Shu Qingmo didn't understand why he had to change cars, until he saw mountain off-road vehicles parked side by side in the internal parking lot, and a shotgun placed on them.

"My dad likes hunting." Yan Zonglang got into the car first, and checked the condition of the shotgun deftly. "He took over this mountain and opened this hunting ground."

When Shu Qingmo heard Yan Zonglang mention his father, poor wealth came to mind.

But now he is more concerned about another issue. He looked at the double-barreled shotgun in Yan Zonglang's hand and asked in a daze, "Mr. Yan, is that a real gun?"

"What do you think?" Yan Zonglang asked back, "Who uses fake guns for hunting?"

Shu Qingmo had no idea about hunting at all, Yan Zonglang should have seen his timid expression, and comforted him softly: "Don't worry, the guns used in the hunting grounds are all legal guns, and there will be no problems."

Shu Qingmo finally felt relieved, climbed into the car, and asked curiously: "Then can anyone come to hunt?"

"Of course you have to go through training in advance." Yan Zonglang patted the back of the driver's seat as he said, and the driver's bodyguard kicked the accelerator to drive the car out.

In recent years, the country's control over guns has become more and more stringent, and people's awareness of animal protection has continued to increase, making hunting business more and more difficult.

The cost of opening a hunting ground is very high. As many animals are killed, the same amount of money has to be invested to compensate for the loss of nature. Therefore, after Yan Zonglang took over the Yan family, he drastically closed the hunting ground and built a tourist and leisure center instead. It is expected to open by the end of this year .

Shu Qingmo had never learned about Yan Zonglang's career in detail. While thinking that Yan Zonglang taught him business matters, it might be helpful to him in the future, but at the same time he was taken aback because he didn't understand at all.

"So...are there tigers in this mountain?"

After listening for a long time, Shu Qingmo finally asked a question that he was most concerned about, but he was very unproficient.

Yan Zonglang was amused by this question, he asked the bodyguards to park the car at the foot of a hill, then took a shotgun and took Shu Qingmo out of the car.

"Did you see that fence?" Yan Zonglang pointed to a barbed wire fence standing in the mountains and forests, "That's the dividing line between the expert area and the novice area. We are now in the expert area."

The dark green barbed wire is covered with old rust, and there are holes everywhere, which shows that this hunting ground has been abandoned for a while.

"The prey in the novice area are basically pheasants and rabbits. In the expert area, there will be wild boars." Yan Zonglang said, "But they are all bred in hunting grounds, and they will not be very dangerous."

"That's it." Shu Qingmo realized that it turned out that hunting in a regular hunting ground would not catch wild animals.

At this time, a sound caught Shu Qingmo's attention.

He followed the rustling sound and saw a little white rabbit coming from the novice area, hiding in the grass and eating grass with great relish.

He didn't want to disturb the little white rabbit, so he quietly tugged at the corner of Yan Zonglang's clothes, pointed to it with his chin and whispered, "Look, Mr. Yan, there is a little rabbit over there."

Of course Yan Zonglang saw the little white rabbit, he looked away, looked at Shu Qingmo and said, "It's very similar to you."

Shu Qing asked puzzledly: "What?"

"I said that rabbit," Yan Zonglang said, "you are just a little white rabbit."

Shu Qingmo recalled that Yan Zonglang once said that he was like a piece of white paper, and he couldn't help but argue: "I'm not that white either..."

Yan Zonglang smiled and said, "I'm talking about your situation."

Shu Qingmo was slightly taken aback, and immediately understood Yan Zonglang's metaphor.

Like the little white rabbit, he was supposed to belong to the novice area, but somehow he came to the expert area.The expert area seems to be no different from the novice area, but it is full of crises everywhere.

It's just that, unlike the little white rabbit, Shu Qingmo knew how much he weighed, so he couldn't feel at ease like that little white rabbit.

"The hunters in the expert area are much more dangerous than the hunters in the novice area." Yan Zonglang said, "The little white rabbit will only be slaughtered when he comes to the expert area."

Having said that, Yan Zonglang suddenly raised his shotgun.

Shu Qingmo was startled, although he was not as hypocritical as those who don't eat rabbits, but he never thought that Yan Zonglang would be so ruthless.

With a gunshot, Shu Qingmo felt her heart sink.

However, the expected picture did not appear, only the white shadow sped out more than ten meters away, and disappeared after a while.

At the same time, a large gray-brown bird swooped down and flew back into the sky with frightened wings flapping.

Shu Qingmo took a closer look, and it turned out to be an eagle.

So Yan Zonglang actually helped the little white rabbit drive away the ferocious catcher who fell from the sky?

Yan Zonglang on the other side is still talking about his philosophy of life: "No matter how powerful the prey is, it will always be the prey. Don't be the prey, try to be the hunter."

At this point, Yan Zonglang turned his head to look at Shu Qingmo, and found that his face was livid, and he looked lost.He raised his eyebrows, looked at Shu Qingmo and asked, "You think I'm going to shoot a rabbit?"

Shu Qingmo nodded with lingering fear.

If Yan Zonglang really shot and killed the little white rabbit, Shu Qingmo really didn't know how to face him.

Yan Zonglang raised his arm amusedly and rubbed Shu Qingmo's head, and said pointedly: "Tutu is so cute, how can I bear it."

Enter v tomorrow, adjust the update time~ Chapter v will be released at 0:[-] tonight, and it will be updated daily after that