Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 116 Let's call the police first.

Guiliansheng brand is targeting the high-end market and wants to collaborate with boutique Hanfu ready-to-wear stores, but sales don't seem to be going very well so far, and negotiations for collaboration are proving difficult.

Jin Yuanyuan only kept two sock-making machines to make socks for Gui Liansheng, and focused all her efforts on completing the "African Three Siblings" order first, because the next step was to rush the order for the workwear store owner He. He had actually managed to get some connections with the ski resorts in Northeast China and added fleece-lined and thick workwear socks to the workwear.

Zhao Zhuoran asked her if she wanted to have dinner together, because he only had this one week free. The next month and a half would be a time when major brands would be holding events, and he would have to go to three restaurants in rotation to keep an eye on all the projects.

Jin Yuanyuan thought about it and realized it made sense. After all, she was dating Zhao Zhuoran, but the relationship was rather abnormal. In her mind, couples in love should be inseparable all the time, but apart from being each other's 24-hour WeChat lovers, they didn't seem to have much time to meet.

So, Jin Yuanyuan quickly finished her work, changed into a pretty and fashionable outfit, and went to Wanghu Pavilion to have afternoon tea with Zhao Zhuoran. She then dragged him to a luxury shopping mall to buy him a handbag. "You know, I haven't shopped in a long time, so I should at least buy you a birthday present."

"Don't spend too much. I haven't received payment yet, so I don't have money to buy you anything." Zhao Zhuoran was honest and said directly that he had no money.

"It's okay, I'm rich. I'll treat you to all the food, drinks, and entertainment today." Jin Yuanyuan was in a good mood now that she had made money.

Zhao Zhuoran pouted. He had originally wanted to be a little arrogant, but seeing Jin Yuanyuan's enthusiastic expression, he decided to become her bag carrier and accompany her, drinking milk tea all the way.

"Boss Jin," he finally couldn't help but say, "I'd like some coffee."

"Isn't milk tea delicious? I'm even considering if Lin Daishui really went to Africa to open a milk tea shop. She should be able to make a lot of money." Jin Yuanyuan smiled brightly.

"Then you could go to Thailand to sell milk tea. It's visa-free, and the place is nearby." Zhao Zhuoran didn't want Jin Yuanyuan to go to such a far place, and his face was full of displeasure. "I want to drink coffee."

"Hmph, I seem to remember someone thinking it was pretentious of me to drink iced Americano before?" Jin Yuanyuan recalled their previous argument. "I hold grudges."

"Yes, yes, I was wrong, you're right. Even if you're wrong sometimes, you're still right." Zhao Zhuoran still felt there were too many people in the mall, so he took her hand and went to a coffee shop in a very high-end hotel next door, where they happily sat on the sofa to rest.

"You didn't come here for coffee, you just want to sit down." Jin Yuanyuan immediately saw through him. "Men, they really don't even have this much stamina, tsk tsk tsk."

"My dear lady, look at me, I've already walked 20,000 steps! Won't you let me sit down and stretch my legs?" Zhao Zhuoran held up his phone and showed her the step counter app. "I've really gone crazy today."

"Oh." Jin Yuanyuan sat down next to him, touched his leg, and chuckled.

Finally, the coffee and desserts were served, and Zhao Zhuoran didn't stand on ceremony, starting to eat first. He seemed genuinely thirsty and hungry. It's his own fault for not drinking milk tea.

Today, the café was divided into two parts: one half was open as usual, while the other half was making final preparations for the evening's event. Although a screen was pulled up halfway, many people could still be seen busily moving things around and testing the sound system.

"What kind of event is it?" Jin Yuanyuan looked over there, quite envious.

Zhao Zhuoran glanced at it and said, "A small event, a book sharing session."

"Has your catering team stopped taking on jobs lately?" Jin Yuanyuan asked casually, her eyes still fixed on the event preparation site, where several girls in formal attire were talking, just like when she led her small team to do events before.

"I'm too busy with my own things to care about anything else." Zhao Zhuoran noticed the change in Jin Yuanyuan's expression, looked over, and said softly, "These few won't do. They're not as pretty or capable as you."

"Hey! Ye Huanxi said back then that you were definitely a master in this field, that you were too sweet-talking, and told me to be careful of you." Jin Yuanyuan smiled and pouted.

"I'm telling the truth, I'm not flattering you or just saying nice things," Zhao Zhuoran said, feigning grievance, his handsome face appearing even more adorable. However, the next second his face changed color, his eyes widening as he exclaimed, "Is it on fire?"

"What?" Jin Yuanyuan immediately turned her head to look, and sure enough, it seemed that there was a flame coming out. Because the screen blocked most of her view, she couldn't see it very clearly.

Zhao Zhuoran quickly stood up and strode over in one long stride. Jin Yuanyuan was a beat slower in her reaction and ran over with a water jug ​​in hand.

The fire was quite large, and it had already spread along the tablecloth to the brochures and several packs of tissues on the table. These items were all flammable, and the flames suddenly flared up, scaring the girls into screaming and running away.

Zhao Zhuoran tried to pull out a tablecloth to pat out the flames, but Jin Yuanyuan simply poured all the water from the pitcher onto them. The fire immediately shrank considerably. Seeing that this worked, the waiters also rushed over with pitchers of cold water to put out the fire.

The coffee shop manager rushed over with a small fire extinguisher, yelling "Get out of the way!" and then sprayed it vigorously at the burning table. Zhao Zhuoran pulled Jin Yuanyuan back several steps before they could stand still, watching as the flames were extinguished, revealing a dark patch underneath—a scene resembling a traditional Chinese ink painting…

After the fire, it was reduced to ruins.

She took out her phone and dialed the police.

Zhao Zhuoran paused for a moment and asked her, "The fire was out, why did you call the police?"

After hanging up the phone, Jin Yuanyuan said, "My dad said we should call the police if there's a fire."

Now, Zhao Zhuoran's face was a little dark. Looking at her, he recalled the time they held an event at Zhuqizhuang. Back then, Jin Yuanyuan absolutely refused to call the police, fearing it would disrupt the event. But now, she actually called the police immediately. This small fire shouldn't be anything serious, after all, there were no cultural relics or historical sites, just some brochures burned.

"There's more than just brochures here. Look under that table, what's that?" Jin Yuanyuan pointed to a corner of the tablecloth that had been lifted, where small disposable gas canisters and what appeared to be boxes of charcoal were piled up.

Zhao Zhuoran gasped in shock, pulling Jin Yuanyuan hurriedly outside. "This is too dangerous! How could they do this!"

"So, we have to call the police, right?" Jin Yuanyuan said seriously. "This is something we need to do for everyone's sake. What if something happens here today and we can't get out? I'm still thinking about being with you forever."

Speaking sweet nothings? Jin Yuanyuan is a perfect scorer.

(End of this chapter)