Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

In the golden autumn of November, with its verdant greenery and shimmering gold, and clear skies and gentle breezes, Hangzhou is at its most beautiful.

However, the overall traffic situation is far from pleasant.

Traffic jams are common in urban areas, but today the highways heading out of the city were congested starting at 6 a.m., and the traffic volume continued to increase.

Because Tang Dachao, the top male celebrity in the Chinese entertainment industry, has arrived!

His large number of fans could not contain their excitement and rushed to Zhuqizhuang, the private garden of the great Qing Dynasty calligrapher, in Xixi National Wetland Park outside Hangzhou.

"It's only because my brother is a big star that we can hold events in such high-end places!"

"That's right! His elegant demeanor, so ethereal, is a perfect match for this Bamboo Wonder Manor!"

"I heard this place won't open until tomorrow. We're so happy to be able to get in thanks to my brother!"

"Yes, yes, I've heard about it too. It was restored by the most famous ancient building team in Hangzhou. I think the chief engineer of that team is called... my mom really likes him. He's the kind of handsome older man!"

"Really? I want to see the photos..."

"Let me look for it..."

The highway was getting busier and busier as fans headed to Zhuqizhuang, hoping to see their perfect idols at the high-end perfume brand's event.

Meanwhile, the scene at the Zhuqizhuang event setup site was a completely different chaotic one.

Jin Yuanyuan, female, 33 years old, is the project manager of this meeting. The company she works for, Zhixiang International GG Communication, is the brand public relations agent for the luxury perfume brand.

At 6:25 a.m., after staying up all night building the project, she changed into a luxury brand suit and was drawing her lip shape in front of the mirror. The thick powder had already covered the eye bags and dark circles caused by staying up all night. This was the last step in her exquisite makeup, and she still looked quite beautiful.

Just as she was happily putting on her makeup, she heard a scream:

"Ah, Sister Yuanyuan!"

Daisy, who was in charge of security liaison in the project team, was so out of breath that she bumped into a temporary work table and barely managed to stop.

Jin Yuanyuan, who was sitting at the work table, couldn't stop herself and applied her lipstick crookedly.

"What's wrong now?"

Jin Yuanyuan held back her temper, but just frowned and looked at her sideways.

Luckily, I had some tissues and managed to wipe away the excess lipstick stains.

"The security guards were stopped outside Xixi because they didn't have the required documentation."

Daisy has been with the company for more than half a year and still looks like a naive college student. However, her Chanel-style formal suit looks more expensive than Jin Yuanyuan's and is the latest limited edition.

"Manager Chen just messaged me on WeChat, asking if I had any ideas. It might take them two hours to go back and pick it up, and there's traffic on the highway right now, so they're worried they won't be able to get back in time."

"Where was he all this time? Why didn't he check before leaving!" Jin Yuanyuan suddenly exploded. "So many fans came today, if they didn't come in, how could we possibly keep them in?"

"...Can you think of a solution?"

Daisy was terrified by Jin Yuanyuan's roar and quietly took half a step to the side.

"This is his problem! He has to solve it himself!"

Jin Yuanyuan was so angry that she twisted the lipstick back and slammed the cap back on.

Perhaps they thought that this lipstick wasn't cheap, and it wouldn't be worth ruining it.

She could only crumple the tissue she had just used into a ball and shout towards the makeshift main stage at Zhuqi Manor, "Xiao Hui, bring me my big black box!"

"Okay! Coming right away!"

Although Lan Xiaohui from the project team has a baby face, she is already over thirty years old.

Short hair, crystal earrings, a fashionista vibe.

She moved swiftly and quickly, carrying a black briefcase in a bear hug, and ran over. "Sister Yuanyuan, this is..."

"Find it! The red folder, the copy of the security filing document." Jin Yuanyuan didn't lift a finger, letting Daisy find it herself. "Remember, every file must be backed up! We PR people need to be fully prepared to deal with all kinds of emergencies. Tell me, you've been with me for over half a year, and you've done quite a few projects, big and small, how come you still don't learn your lesson?"

"It wasn't me, it was Manager Chen who didn't bring it..." Daisy muttered unhappily, looking very aggrieved.

"What? Didn't you remind him?" Jin Yuanyuan raised an eyebrow again. "Before every event, you need to remind the person in charge of each part to confirm everything again and again. Did you remind them?"

"I told him on WeChat." Daisy quickly found the registration form in the box. "Ah! Found it, I'll go get it for him."

"We need to take it back later and put it in this box!" Jin Yuanyuan wanted to say a few more words, but Daisy had already run off in a flash.

Lan Xiaohui chuckled, closed and locked the box again, and put it aside. "Sister Yuanyuan, don't be angry. You can't talk to this child. She's Vice President Liu's little cousin... not someone you can afford to offend."

"I'm the project team leader, after all. Does that mean I can't say anything?" Jin Yuanyuan threw the crumpled tissue into the wastepaper basket, still fuming. "How many things have I done for her, big and small? Is she the team leader, or am I? She can't even do this simple thing right? Doesn't she understand the importance of 'checking for a response multiple times'?"

"It's alright, it's alright. Hurry up and eat something, everyone will be here soon." Lan Xiaohui glanced at the time on her phone: 6:33, three hours and twenty-seven minutes before the event started.

She tossed a small hamburger to Jin Yuanyuan and pointed to the pile of bottled water in the corner. "Eat! Don't wait! I just gave Daisy one. Ignore her."

Fifteen minutes later, a hundred security guards ran into Zhuqizhuang, creating quite a spectacular scene.

The security guards in black suits moved in perfect unison and were surprisingly fast.

Daisy was out of breath, being practically dragged along by a male security guard in a black suit, but she still fell behind.

People doing their morning exercise in Xixi Park were stunned by the sight, and some even took out their phones to take pictures and ask each other questions.

"What kind of event is this? Who's coming?"

"It seems to be a perfume promotion, right? There's a big brand over there."

"Oh dear, that top celebrity is coming? Oh dear, I have to tell my daughter to come and do a live stream right away..."

"Which top influencer? Isn't Zhuqizhuang undergoing ancient building renovations? Why are they holding events?"

"Is it that famous ancient architecture tour group? The one with the particularly refined-looking leader? The one who just walked by?"

"I think those shoes are nice, I might buy a pair."

"..."

People all over the world love to chat and gossip, and the conversations go on and on without end.

According to the previous plan, these security personnel have fixed positions, and they just need to find their places.

The man dragging Daisy along was Security Manager Chen. He came over to greet her, "Sister Yuanyuan, you've worked hard."

"Why didn't Manager Chen bring the reporting form today?" Jin Yuanyuan asked, annoyed.

Manager Chen coughed lightly before saying, "I took the wrong bag. My fault, my fault."

With such a good attitude and having worked with her before, Jin Yuanyuan managed to suppress her volatile temper.

Since I started this line of work, my temper has gotten worse and worse.

Is it because I have many and strict requirements? Not necessarily.