Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 112 Zhao Zhuoran on a Blind Date

Lin Yiyi, the general manager of the Sino-African Trade Company, was only 25 years old. He was an extremely energetic young man, and although his skin was a bit dark, he was generally good-looking. Jin Yuanyuan smiled and shook hands with him, exchanging pleasantries. Both of them had a very good first impression.

Sales Director Lin Daishui is Lin Yiyi's younger brother. Financial Director Lin Guoqing is their sister, who is only twenty years old.

After introducing themselves, Jin Yuanyuan and He Xiaoyi exchanged glances, both looking somewhat surprised.

"I had no idea you guys were so young... I feel so old..." Jin Yuanyuan couldn't help but complain about herself.

"Hey, Sister Yuanyuan doesn't look like she's in her thirties at all, she looks very young." Lin Yiyi laughed. "Sister Yuanyuan, would you like to guess the origin of our names? Because many people ask us this when they first meet us."

"No need to ask, it's easy to guess. We're separated by a narrow strip of water, so we share a deep bond with each other. I'm guessing your parents work in Africa, and you were born there, but they hope you won't forget the mountains and rivers of your motherland." Jin Yuanyuan was indeed well-educated.

"Yes, yes, yes!" the three siblings exclaimed in unison, instantly making the atmosphere much more joyful and intimate. They weren't the type to dawdle, and they got straight to the point, stating their needs: ten million pairs of odor-resistant and breathable socks.

Jin Yuanyuan rubbed her ears upon hearing this request, wondering if she had misheard. Lin Yiyi then explained with a smile.

Africa is indeed a tropical country, and people there have never had the habit of wearing socks. Furthermore, due to severe desertification, most people wear flip-flops and don't wear socks. However, globalization has brought many changes; at least in many parts of Africa, there are now high-rise buildings and modern, air-conditioned offices. People there are now dressed in suits and ties, and naturally, they wear socks with dress shoes.

Even so, sock sales weren't very high, and some manufacturers, recognizing this trend, had already shipped their socks over. However, Lin Yiyi discovered a new business opportunity—sports shoes.

Africans are naturally agile and athletic, with many runners hailing from Africa, inspiring many young Africans to participate in sports. This makes good athletic shoes extremely popular, but it also means that socks are essential to prevent slipping due to sweaty feet. His plan is to ship one million pairs of athletic shoes from China to Africa, along with ten million pairs of socks for sale. These socks will not be ordinary, cheap products; they must be odor-resistant and quick-drying.

He had stumbled upon Jin Yuanyuan's high-tech bamboo fiber socks on television and thought they might suit his needs. After all, they hadn't yet found suitable products or long-term partners in China. So, they ultimately decided to try their luck and see if Jin Yuanyuan's products met their requirements.

This is really big business!

Jin Yuanyuan was a little excited.

Of course, this was only the initial discussion, and there were still many details to be negotiated. However, under the current circumstances, the intention to cooperate between the two sides was quite clear, and everyone was very frank, talking about many things, turning lunch into a late-night snack. Fortunately, it was at Wangxi Pavilion, where Zhao Zhuoran had the chefs prepare some easily digestible and delicious dishes for them separately, as well as the currently popular fireside tea banquet, which the three people from Africa enjoyed very much.

After seeing off the three people and the TV crew, Jin Yuanyuan returned to the restaurant to find Zhao Zhuoran. She discovered he was still chatting idly with a long-haired girl in a secluded corner, looking quite pleased. The girl was very pretty, quiet, and had a scholarly air about her.

Chef Zhang leaned over and whispered to Jin Yuanyuan, "Boss Zhao is on a blind date. I heard this girl is a violinist from some university in Vienna, Austria. She's really amazing."

"...So high-end!" Jin Yuanyuan's eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait, let me take a closer look."

"Hey, don't do that, you might scare the young lady." Chef Zhang grabbed her arm. "Boss Zhao has been going on blind dates lately, I don't know where all these girls are coming from."

"He..." Jin Yuanyuan was stunned again. "Didn't he say he was very busy lately? Didn't you guys take on a lot of events?"

"That doesn't affect blind dates. He can invite the girl here and chat during his free time." Chef Zhang peeked in again. "Tsk tsk tsk, this girl is pretty, but judging from her appearance, she doesn't seem to be a good match for Boss Zhao."

"You noticed that?" Jin Yuanyuan also peeked in, "She's quite pretty, the kind of girl who's perfect for a home."

"That's not true. Girls like that are usually the refined type. Look at those fingers, they obviously don't do any housework. They probably haven't done any housework before. They're not suitable."

"Boss Zhao can cook and do housework, isn't that enough?" Jin Yuanyuan laughed. "One person cooks and eats, how wonderful!"

"That won't do. Cooking is more fun when two people are cooking together," Chef Zhang said, sounding quite reasonable. "Men and women working together makes the work easier. Life is long, and who always wants to cook? It's about helping and supporting each other to go further."

"That seems to make sense," Jin Yuanyuan nodded in agreement.

"It's not just reasonable, it's a history of blood and tears based on life experience." Chef Zhang's appearance suggests that he is a person with a story to tell.

While the two of them were whispering to each other, Zhao Zhuoran stood up, saw the girl out the door, and said with a smile, "See you next time."

Jin Yuanyuan and Chef Zhang exchanged another glance. "Looks like this has a chance?"

"What's going on?" Zhao Zhuoran walked over with a green face. "Can you two not whisper so loudly? Luckily, I made my conversation very clear, otherwise, with you two gossiping like this, it wouldn't have worked out at all."

"We didn't say anything, did we?" Jin Yuanyuan asked, feeling slightly guilty.

"She really can't cook! She's determined to become an artist. She came back to China to go on blind dates, and I'm the twelfth one." Zhao Zhuoran grabbed a bottle of iced cola and drank it down, seemingly quite thirsty.

"Oh~~~" Jin Yuanyuan and Chef Zhang's voices were filled with gossip and curiosity, and even a hint of knowing.

"What? She just doesn't like me. As soon as we sat down, she made it clear that she wouldn't think about personal matters until she was thirty, and that she wanted to achieve something first. Also, her orchestra wants to do a few summer cultural performances in Hangzhou, and she asked me to help find people. In addition, there's a press conference, which can be held at Wanghu Pavilion or here. When I heard that, I thought, 'This is a good opportunity.' So we continued to talk, and I took on the event. Making money is the priority, after all."

(End of this chapter)