Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

When Zhang Dali woke up, he found himself lying behind the cashier's counter at Jin Yaya's small restaurant. It was a simple cot, and there were even stickers of the Japanese anime Arale on it. He smiled; it was Jin Yuanyuan's favorite cartoon character. Jin Yuanyuan used to wear those big glasses too, and she looked so cute standing in front of him.

Hearing the noise, Cao Xiaoyu rubbed his eyes and walked over, peering over the counter at him. "Wow, you're something else! You drank ten bottles of beer last night and didn't even go to the bathroom all night."

"Hey, now that you mention it, I get the feeling." Zhang Dali laughed even louder, hurriedly got up from his cot, and went to the back bathroom to wash up.

Last night, the three of them ate and drank at Jin Yaya's restaurant, chatting until late into the night. Talking about the past, they were indeed quite happy.

Jin Yuanyuan drank some alcohol, but she was only drinking; she wasn't drunk and remained quite sober. This was a rather frightening thing. She recalled everything that had happened in the past, scene after scene about Zhang Dali, the happy and the unhappy moments, and how the two of them had argued about filling out college applications.

Is this the pain and joy of youth?

Jin Yaya's small restaurant has two small cubicles, which are usually used as temporary sleeping areas for employees or people in need. Cao Xiaoyu and Jin Yuanyuan each sleep in one, while the drunk Zhang Dali is placed on a cot.

Early in the morning, after washing up, Jin Yuanyuan started making breakfast in the kitchen. Cao Xiaoyu came over to help, "Zhang Dali is awake. Looks like he was quite drunk yesterday. But you don't seem to have drunk much, why are your eyes so dark?"

"Is it very dark?" Jin Yuanyuan touched her eyes. "Then I'll touch up my makeup in a bit."

"Let's not meet with clients today, there's no need," Cao Xiaoyu shook her head. "But, don't wear anything too nice for the inventory check today, you'll get them dirty."

"Hmm." Jin Yuanyuan placed the porridge on the table and looked at Zhang Dali walking over. He was wearing a white shirt, and he even looked somewhat sexy. Jin Yuanyuan's heart skipped a beat again.

"Yuanyuan is so kind, she knows I like plain congee." Zhang Dali smiled and sat down. "I'll go back to the Hangzhou Bank to reorganize the documents and then report to my supervisor. I really think your loan amount is too low, please reconsider."

"No need," Cao Xiaoyu said, picking up his bowl of porridge. "Our small factory is really not that big. It definitely wouldn't work if we took out a loan of several hundred million."

"To expand production, I'll ask some friends in the trade sector to help you explore overseas markets. 'Going global' is a hot topic lately, you should consider it. Many light industrial enterprises are also looking for new avenues, and e-commerce sales are quite good..."

"Actually, we do that too. We're currently shipping some of our goods to Japan and South Korea." Cao Xiaoyu thought for a moment, "The barriers to 'going global' are actually quite high. It's best to partner with other companies' e-commerce businesses or something similar. That would be more secure."

"Xiaoyu, this is a good time, the bad economic climate is actually an opportunity." Zhang Dali shook his head. "You need to understand, it's like investing in funds. When everyone is complaining about losing money, you should buy more, because it will definitely go up. Then, immediately sell and redeem, and you can make a lot of money. You know, that's how I bought my apartment in Shanghai."

"Earn so much?" Cao Xiaoyu clicked his tongue in amazement.

"That's right, we must seize the opportunity and strike decisively." Zhang Dali was still full of ambition, "I have a small goal, you know."

"Okay, I believe in you." Jin Yuanyuan laughed. "You've always been very smart."

"That's right!" Zhang Dali finished his bowl of congee in one gulp. "Yuanyuan, after hearing what you said yesterday, I have another idea. I wonder if you'd be willing to do it."

"What is it?" Jin Yuanyuan's eyes lit up.

"The Jin Yaya brand has been around for twenty years, right? Actually, the name is pretty corny..." As soon as Zhang Dali opened his mouth, Cao Xiaoyu and Jin Yuanyuan's faces fell, but they didn't say anything, just listened to Zhang Dali continue, "What's the most expensive sock we have now? Ten yuan? That's the highest price. Look at H&M and Uniqlo, the most expensive socks are only twenty-something yuan a pair, right? Many people buy them, and they don't mind the price at all. There's a sock shop in Shanghai's Yaohan Department Store where a pair of socks costs two hundred yuan. They still make a lot of money every day. Let me tell you another one, which should be the most expensive socks in the world. It's made by a German brand, and a pair of socks costs about 7000 yuan, which is 3500 yuan per sock. It's like wearing a mink coat on your feet. But even if you have the money, you might not be able to buy them, because it's said that because the material is rare, there are only ten pairs in the world, and they're already sold out."

"Poverty limits my imagination," Cao Xiaoyu laughed.

Jin Yuanyuan looked at him. "So, what do you want to say?"

"Have you ever thought about creating your own brand? Something unique, not just these simple nylon and cotton socks, but a brand exclusively for you, Jin Yuanyuan?" Zhang Dali was very good at inspiring people. He looked at Jin Yuanyuan with great sincerity. "When you were in high school, you said your dream in life was to do something meaningful. Actually, having your own brand and being able to bring happiness and value to others is the most meaningful thing, isn't it?"

"Starting a new brand is never that easy," Cao Xiaoyu shook his head. "We should focus on making Jin Yaya a success first. Once it's truly profitable under Yuanyuan's management, President Zhu will finally let Yuanyuan take charge. Right now, we need to proceed cautiously and steadily."

Jin Yuanyuan largely agreed with Cao Xiaoyu's statement, but she was also quite tempted by Zhang Dali's explanation. "Let me think about this. I have indeed considered starting a new brand, but I need to think more about what it should be. After all, I'm making many arrangements based on the current situation."

"Okay, take your time, no rush." ​​Zhang Dali patted Jin Yuanyuan's hand. "Yuanyuan, the future is long, let's work hard together."

This statement stunned Jin Yuanyuan once again.

During their high school years, Zhang Dali often said this to Jin Yuanyuan. It was like an encouragement, but more like a promise, a promise that the two of them would be together for life and always walk hand in hand on the road ahead.

At that moment, Jin Yuanyuan grabbed Zhang Dali's hand and nodded solemnly: "Let's cheer each other on."

At that moment, a light rain began to fall outside, and the weather grew even colder. Zhang Dali felt the coolness of Jin Yuanyuan's fingers, so he reached out and took her hand in his, wanting to warm it.