Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Jin Yuanyuan suddenly felt very confident about the future. She looked at the PPT she had spent several nights working on and grew increasingly fond of it. After all, when she was surrounded by her dreams, the feeling of happiness was indescribable; it was like being injected with adrenaline, making her feel that every day was blissful.

Before leaving, Zhang Dali said that he should get a response soon and asked her to think about the plan again.

Jin Yuanyuan agreed.

However, Cao Xiaoyu hesitated a little. "I think a loan of ten million is really the limit for our size. Back then, even President Zhu took a huge risk, and he almost couldn't pay it back. You know, for those few days I was thinking about just mortgaging my little house."

"No, that won't do. Your house is waiting for Jin Feiyan to come back, so it can't be mortgaged. But you can mortgage mine, since I don't live there now anyway."

"Trying to outdo me in wealth, huh? Jin Yuanyuan, you've really made something of yourself!" Cao Xiaoyu retorted, displeased. However, he actually supported Jin Yuanyuan's idea. "How about this, let's play it safe and stick with ten million. Of course, if they can give us a little more, that's fine too."

"Well, let's go to Shanghai sometime," Jin Yuanyuan thought, "we should at least check out the market."

After arranging things at the factory, she took two days off over the weekend to go to Shanghai. Beforehand, she called Zhang Dali to ask if he had time to have coffee or dinner together.

Zhang Dali readily agreed, "Let's do it on Saturday. I'm currently working on a big proposal, and the boss needs it urgently."

Jin Yuanyuan then invited Ye Huanxi to go shopping, mainly to check out the sock market and to verify what Zhang Dali had said that day. This was indeed a very important matter; she had been busy with orders and had neglected the market situation.

Sure enough, after visiting several large shopping malls and department stores, she was somewhat impressed by Zhang Dali's eye for talent; he actually knew a lot about the sock market.

Ye Huanxi asked her, "They say he's divorced? Is it true?"

"Really? He said it himself that day." After walking all day, Jin Yuanyuan finally sat down and ordered a large iced Americano.

Shanghai's cafes have always been exquisite and quaint, just like the women who stroll around here, pleasing to the eye.

She dressed up especially for today, showcasing her stunning figure and elegant demeanor. She'd dug out her Chanel-style coat and put it on, spraying on a fragrant perfume. As she walked down the street in her high heels, many people glanced at her. Even sitting here, she received several extra looks, greatly satisfying her vanity.

Winter in Shanghai doesn't present a landscape of withered yellow; instead, it's always punctuated by some green, however small, which, though scattered throughout, subtly evokes a sense of vitality and hope.

"I don't know much about your situation. But..." Ye Huanxi paused for a moment, "Anyway, I don't really like finance guys. They're all too smart, frighteningly smart."

"What kind of trauma do you have?" Jin Yuanyuan looked at her with a smile. Ye Huanxi's mood had obviously improved a lot. She looked peaceful and her face had a glow.

"It's nothing." Ye Huanxi shook her head. "Actually, don't you think he's hiding things quite well? He didn't contact you for a long time, until he found out your information, and then suddenly appeared in front of you when you needed a loan. Isn't that a bit too deliberate? Anyway, I don't like it."

"So what?" Jin Yuanyuan laughed. "I didn't intend to have anything with him anyway."

"Really?" Ye Huanxi looked carefully into her eyes. "After all, this is your first love."

"So what?" Jin Yuanyuan took a big gulp of iced Americano and said leisurely, "The past is the past, let's look to the future."

"Anyway, you've managed to hold on for now." Ye Huanxi was still a little worried. "Is Jin Feiyan really back? What's wrong with Cao Xiaoyu? I really think he's quite conflicted about this."

"It's not that he's awkward, I just think he talks too much." When talking about others, everyone has a whole set of stories, and Jin Yuanyuan is no exception. She has carefully analyzed her relationship with Cao Xiaoyu and believes that their most comfortable state is still that of sworn brothers. Taking a step back or a step forward will not work, and they will become enemies for life.

She has a very accurate understanding of her own position in this matter.

"Sometimes, women don't like a man who talks incessantly. It's said to be the thoughtfulness of men from the Jiangzhehu region, but talking too much can become annoying. Feiyan is a capable woman. She initially liked Cao Xiaoyu because of his thoughtfulness, but over time, she also became irritated."

"Sigh, isn't life all about trivialities and nagging?" Ye Huanxi sighed. "Let's have dinner with Jin Feiyan sometime. I haven't seen her in a very, very long time."

"Okay," Jin Yuanyuan agreed. "My dad is giving a lecture at Fudan University on Saturday. Would you like to audit it? He's talking about the Chinese style in hotel architecture. Your boss can come too."

"Okay, I'll call him Zhao Zhuoran. He contacted me the other day asking if there were any discounts on tableware. He said he thought the white porcelain tea set in the coffee shop of our super five-star hotel was pretty and wanted to buy it."

"Oh." Jin Yuanyuan couldn't help but feel a little sad when she thought of Zhao Zhuoran.

"What's wrong?" Ye Huanxi sensed something was amiss. "You and him?"

"It wasn't a big deal, we just had a few drinks that day and got into an argument."

"Why?" Ye Huanxi, always so gossipy, practically had her ear to Jin Yuanyuan's mouth. "Tell me quickly, I really like Zhao Zhuoran. He has a great figure, he's good-looking, and his family seems to be quite wealthy. He's just a bit too young."

"You!" Jin Yuanyuan laughed too. "A few days ago, the power switch in our workshop kept getting cut off. I said I'd call the police, but my mom wasn't happy about it, so I got really angry. Then Zhao Zhuoran also said not to call the police... Anyway, we just couldn't agree on anything, so we got angry."

"What's there to be angry about? You two are acting like children." Ye Huanxi said helplessly. "Alright, I'll ask him if he's going later. I think your dad's lectures are really good, very interesting, and most importantly, he's handsome... Our boss really likes him."

"Okay, call me when you get to the gate, and I'll head over a bit earlier." Jin Yuanyuan thought of the call Jin Yuanbao had given her earlier, asking her to help him create a high-end and cool PPT on the restoration of ancient buildings so he could showcase his skills at her alma mater.

Jin Yuanyuan was both proud and amused, so she readily agreed and made him a 300-page PPT. Jin Yuanbao praised it repeatedly and then asked her to go to Fudan University to help him flip through the PPT pages during his presentation.

Of course she agreed.

However, she couldn't tell Zhu Hongying about this, otherwise she might make a scene and accuse her of favoritism. So, taking advantage of Zhang Dali's situation, she told Zhu Hongying that she was going to Shanghai for a few days. Zhu Hongying didn't say anything; her mind was focused on the new orders and where she would take her old friends on vacation during the Spring Festival.