Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Now that a solution had been found, Director Gao stopped talking and simply followed behind Jin Yuanbao, watching how he dealt with the dark area.

Jin Yuanyuan glanced at them and then instructed the staff on site to take their positions, strengthen security, and prepare to welcome the upcoming male celebrity and clients.

Daisy went to prepare coffee cups for Zhao Zhuoran's catering team and quietly asked Lan Xiaohui, who came to get the coffee, "Sister Lan Xiaohui, is this really Sister Yuanyuan's father?"

"Of course! If he hadn't been repairing the ancient buildings here, we wouldn't have been able to rent this venue. You know, this is a 'legendary, stunning venue,' the rent here isn't cheap, and it's not officially open to the public yet. It's impossible to rent without connections." Lan Xiaohui has been with Jin Yuanyuan for several years, so she naturally knows more about the place.

"Wow, that's amazing! No wonder the client's eyes lit up when they heard they could use this venue."

"And another thing, her mother owns a textile company. Her family is definitely not short of money; I heard they earn tens of millions a year. She's a typical only child from the Yangtze River Delta region, so naturally, she's different." Lan Xiaohui's expression revealed extreme envy. "And also, Sister Yuanyuan studied in the United States. She didn't join our company from China; she joined from the US, so she's basically an American-backed employee. So, do you understand now?"

"I think I've heard of this before," Daisy nodded in agreement. "Indeed, an only child from the Yangtze River Delta region, with an overseas background, and so beautiful, she's truly extraordinary."

"Just try not to upset her," Lan Xiaohui patted her shoulder. "Go get back to work."

"Okay." Daisy suddenly realized that she was just the cousin of the China region's vice president, and didn't feel so smug anymore. But she also felt very uncomfortable, and after glancing at Jin Yuanyuan, who was talking to a client in English with an unfriendly expression, she decided it was better not to appear in front of her. So, she asked Chen Dali to check on the security positions.

Chen Dali took the coffee Daisy handed him and followed her out of the courtyard, unable to resist asking, "Is Sister Yuanyuan an only child from the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai region? Is her father really Teacher Jin? He's so rich!"

"What? You like it?" Daisy suddenly asked.

"Oh, I was just asking. I don't like it," Chen Dali quickly replied.

"It's okay, if you like her, then like her. But she has to like you too. Hehe." Daisy laughed a little strangely. "Why don't you give it a try? Don't worry about me."

"You've misunderstood, you've really misunderstood! I was just saying that." Chen Dali was still a little anxious. "I swear, I only like you!"

"Turn on the main stage's sound system. Is the host in position? Where are the Zhixiang team members? Everyone, gather here!" After finishing her phone call, Jin Yuanyuan stood on the main stage, holding the microphone and calling out names one by one, beginning the final rehearsal before the event.

Upon hearing this, Daisy quickly ran towards the main stage.

After a flurry of activity, the rehearsal was finally completed before nine o'clock.

The client and top celebrity Tang Dachao were still stuck in traffic on the highway. Upon hearing this news, Jin Yuanyuan felt much more at ease and quickly went to Banbiting to check on the situation.

To everyone's surprise, four or five firefighters were already there, taking pictures.

Her father, Jin Yuanbao, was also directing his team of ancient architecture workers to take photos, measure, and move millions of dollars worth of perfume goods out one by one.

"What are you doing? Don't touch this." Jin Yuanyuan started to get angry again.

"Are you in charge? How did you see the fire start?" One of the firefighters came over first.

"I didn't see it." Jin Yuanyuan's face turned pale. "Jin Yuanyuan, the person in charge."

"How was the fire put out?" His expression wasn't good either. "Please cooperate, someone called the police. This needs to be investigated. A fire in an ancient building..."

"I really didn't see it." Jin Yuanyuan looked at her father, Jin Yuanbao, who made no attempt to repair it and even began to examine the fire marks on the curtain.

"Let's suspend this event for now, we need to cordon off the area..." The police also came over, and they wouldn't show any leniency.

"No, we're about to start. We don't need this place, it's just a pile of things..." Jin Yuanyuan said anxiously, "Officer, this was an accident, a complete accident."

"We need to have our colleagues who can verify this come and take a look." The firefighters also had stern faces. "Where are your event registration documents? Let me see them."

Seeing that they were getting more and more serious, Jin Yuanyuan started to panic.

She had been preparing for this event for more than half a year, and if she didn't do it now, she wouldn't be able to bear the responsibility.

"Sister Yuanyuan." Lan Xiaohui stood next to her, holding the black briefcase she had brought before.

"All the documents are here, and all the paperwork is in order." Jin Yuanyuan quickly opened the briefcase. "Security, catering, event proposals, process sheets, safety checklists... they're all here."

After searching the room, the police asked again, "Who put out the fire?"

"Me." Zhao Zhuoran also walked over. He had already changed into a catering uniform, a black apron tied around his waist, and looked very smart. "Zhao Zhuoran, catering manager."

"How was it extinguished? When did the fire start? Do you know what ignited it?" The police began to turn to Zhao Zhuoran.

Zhao Zhuoran remained calm and pointed to the fire extinguisher placed in the corner of the dining area. "Here's what happened. We really didn't see anything. We just saw a bright light and then we saw white smoke coming from the Half Pavilion. I grabbed the fire extinguisher and went over. When I saw there was an open flame, I quickly sprayed it. The fire wasn't big; it just blackened the wall."

"How do you want it to be lit?" The police officer had already taken out his notebook and started taking notes.

"Suddenly a white light... I don't know if that's the right way to describe it. But I'm just speculating that it might be a cold firework." Zhao Zhuoran pointed to a spot in front of the half-pavilion wall, "The curtains here are dragging on the ground, so they must have fallen here and that's why they caught fire."

How did you know it was cold fireworks?

"I work in the catering industry, and we usually use cold sparklers on birthday cakes," Zhao Zhuoran explained. "Poor quality cold sparklers have a low ignition point and are very likely to catch fire. We didn't do that this time, so we didn't use any cold sparklers."

"There are surveillance cameras here, at several locations." While Zhao Zhuoran was speaking, Jin Yuanyuan calmed herself down a bit. "Officer, we can check the surveillance footage. There are also cameras on the main stage, which should be able to see this area."

"Okay." The policeman nodded.

"Officer," Jin Yuanbao finally came over, "the damage isn't too bad, it can be repaired."

"Ms. Jin, we completely trust you." The police officer was quite amiable. "We also need to investigate this matter."

"Hmm, let's check the security footage. It was probably ignited by a cold fire that blackened the wall. But it still needs some repairs; it can be fixed."

Jin Yuanbao was a slender, middle-aged man who exuded an air of refinement, completely different from the image of the painted workers in the ancient building team. Even the way he spoke was very elegant, so the police naturally became more polite to him.

"Professor Jin is an expert, we will listen to you in this regard." Director Gao from Xixi stood beside him, looking very nervous.

"Can the event continue?" Jin Yuanyuan's WeChat showed: The celebrity convoy has arrived at the entrance of Xixi.

At the same time, cheers, growing louder and louder, rang out outside Zhuqi Manor.

The fans were shouting something at the top of their lungs. Without even thinking, it was clear that the top idol, Tang Dachao, had arrived.

Jin Yuanyuan didn't care about anything else and immediately called Chen Dali: "Let the artists in first, to the VIP room. Make sure to block the door and don't let any fans in! Also, start verifying the QR codes on the invitations at 9:30. Make sure it's done properly and there's social distancing."

"Received!" Chen Dali heard screams from fans on the other end of the phone again, it seemed things had gotten chaotic.

"Seal off this area and don't let anyone in," the police officer gestured with his hands. "We still need to collect evidence."

"Okay!" Jin Yuanyuan's face darkened even more.

"Let's continue the event. Find a few people to keep watch here."

"Okay, okay." Jin Yuanyuan was finally relieved when she heard this. "I'll get someone over right away, immediately."

"Yuanyuan," Jin Yuanbao suddenly spoke up, "If something like this happens again, don't call me first, call the police first, understand?"

His loving, fatherly demeanor infuriated Jin Yuanyuan.

"You're not young anymore, you need to know what's important, remember that. If anything happens, you must call the police first, this is a big deal. I can definitely fix it, but we also need to find out the cause of the fire..." Jin Yuanbao even started rambling on, "Why are you dressed so lightly? It's so cold, what if you catch a cold? Put this coat on..."

"Dad, you go ahead with your work..." Jin Yuanyuan couldn't stand it for another second, turned around and ran away as fast as she could, even faster than Daisy had run just now.