Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Jin Yuanyuan had planned to have dinner and coffee with Zhang Dali on Sunday to catch up, but he said he still had a project to work on. Jin Yuanyuan considered going out for a nice meal with Cao Xiaoyu and Jin Feiyan, but both of them refused, saying they wanted to talk alone.

Jin Yuanyuan asked Ye Huanxi if she could stay with her. Ye Huanxi was very firm, because she had to work overtime.

Zhao Zhuoran and Jin Yuanbao went to check on the materials and ignored her.

This was the first time Jin Yuanyuan had encountered such a situation. She went out for a meal, went shopping, bought clothes, and then returned to the Jin Yaya Socks Factory in Hangzhou.

Of course, she wasn't idle either. After returning, she started a live stream again, chatting about the history of socks and the most expensive socks in the world that Zhang Dali had told her about.

Fans typed out the brand of the socks in the chat, which surprised Jin Yuanyuan. After all, instead of watching her buy socks like those streamers who shout slogans, people listened carefully to her story and quietly placed orders for socks.

After the live stream ended, Jin Yuanyuan checked the addresses where her fans had purchased the products, and it was indeed from all over the country, with people from all sorts of places.

When the fire department came to the economic development zone for a routine fire inspection, they asked Jin Yuanyuan about the progress of the arson case.

"The process is still underway. Since she's a minor, they'll probably just have to pay some money." Jin Yuanyuan was holding a fire extinguisher and learning how to turn it on. She was still a bit too weak; the fire extinguisher was really heavy.

"Buy some portable ones. I see there are a lot of girls here, so they can carry them easily." The fire chief looked up at the camera next to the power switch and said with a smile, "You have too many of these. Actually, it's not safe."

"That won't do. Someone keeps sneaking in and pulling the switch. It's so infuriating." Jin Yuanyuan thought of this again.

"I've heard about this, but these kinds of things are best handled with persuasion and education. Of course, you should also reflect on whether you were too ostentatious. You and your sock factories were probably all neighbors before, right? I heard that a few people left your sock factories to start their own businesses."

"Yes, there is." Jin Yuanyuan nodded; she knew about this as well.

"Then we need to talk things out and clear up any misunderstandings. If you feel uncomfortable coming forward, we can take the lead in discussing it." The fire chief was extremely enthusiastic. "Although calling the police is the right thing to do, a gentler approach is actually more effective."

"Alright then." Jin Yuanyuan later realized that there was no way to solve these kinds of problems. Although a camera was installed, there were still ways to truly solve the problem.

With the Spring Festival approaching, the production of red socks increased. Jin Yuanyuan joined everyone in unloading the urgently delivered yarn, looking more like an employee than a high-end professional.

Some employees were chatting and said that Jinjia was going to give everyone an early holiday this year so they could go home for the Spring Festival, and that they were promised double pay, which would arrive next week.

"I heard that Hu Liqiu has been released and it seems that nothing has happened to him." A young woman who often drinks milk tea with Jin Yuanyuan knows a lot of things. She has a good relationship with Lin Zhiqiang, who left the company before, so she knows about Jin Jia's every move.

"What do you mean?" Jin Yuanyuan was stunned. Zhu Hongying still had millions tied up in it.

"For now, it seems they can get all the money back, and their family is willing to compensate everyone. Jin Jia's family is wealthy and should be able to afford the compensation, right?" the younger sister said with a smile. "Anyway, they're all quite happy because they can get double wages."

"Isn't this normal? Our Jin Yaya also gets double pay at the end of the year, right?" Jin Yuanyuan was unhappy; she hated comparing herself to others.

"So, after all the trouble they've caused, they're still getting paid. Aren't we all pretty happy about that?" The younger sister, who was strong, helped Jin Yuanyuan pull another box of yarn. "Sister Yuanyuan, have you noticed that besides the recent lack of power outages, the water pressure at our taps has actually increased, and the flow is stronger?"

"The power is definitely out, what does that mean?" Jin Yuanyuan perked up her ears.

"That's because Jin Jia is back, and all their attacks have turned to her again. Actually, Jin Jia's side was always getting blocked before, and if it weren't for Hu Liqiu's good relationship with everyone and treating many of the park's bosses to food and drinks, there wouldn't have been so much trouble." The younger sister sighed and said, "Actually, I think Hu Liqiu is pretty good too. Jin Jia is too domineering, acting like she has a princess or a throne at home. She's really nothing special."

"I think Jin Jiaya is quite nice, isn't she?" Jin Yuanyuan arranged the cotton yarn neatly, and felt much happier looking at it.

All the machines in the sock-making workshop were running at full capacity, humming loudly.

She used to find the noise extremely loud, even irritating. But when she took her orders to the hosiery workshop to begin production, she no longer found it noisy. In fact, the silence when the power was cut off was what made her uneasy. Now, the machines hum, workers walk around checking their operation, and the adjacent shaping and ironing workshop is working overtime, finally giving her a taste of the joy of earning money. She even wonders what if she could add another row of hosiery machines? What if she could expand production further?

My heart suddenly swelled up.

"Miss Jin Jia seems quite kind on the surface, but look at her attitude, I don't like it. Sister Yuanyuan is much better; she works with us and isn't arrogant at all. I have a friend who works there, and she said Jin Jia even scolded Hu Liqiu in front of everyone, treating him like an employee. It was really uncomfortable." The younger sister seemed to know a lot. Another younger sister chimed in, saying, "Not only did she scold him, I've also seen them arguing in the parking lot over there. Anyway, he's a live-in son-in-law, so he probably has no status."

"What the hell is this? Weren't they supposed to have a really good relationship?" Jin Yuanyuan thought back to how she had seen the two of them before. Although they weren't likable, they were still a couple after all.

"It's definitely not good, otherwise how could Hu Liqiu have a son outside?" The younger sister said with a look of disdain. "So what if he's rich? He still cheats on his wife. Men are really boring."

The topic suddenly veered off course, and Jin Yuanyuan chuckled quietly. Seeing these barely twenty-year-old girls with such mature faces, even reminiscing about life, she thought, "How can outsiders possibly understand matters of the heart?" Just like what Jin Jia had told her that day: "My whole life I've been expected to be a respectable, elegant, high-achieving, and beautiful 'good girl,' but do you know how much pain I've endured to preserve my marriage? I'm enduring it. I'm not protecting him; I'm protecting my own image of happiness, protecting my life as the most outstanding only daughter of the Yangtze River Delta region, protecting the Jin Jia brand!"