Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 47 Do you two really want to get back together?

The Jin family's affairs are for them to handle themselves. When Jin Yuanyuan came to pick up the child, she was extremely grateful and polite. This prompted Jin Feiyan to ask Jin Yuanyuan, "This young lady usually never even glances at me, why is she acting like this today?"

"You're holding someone's youngest son so tightly, they're afraid you won't pay them back!" Jin Yuanyuan didn't want Jin Feiyan to be idle, so she gave her a bunch of cards. "I thought about it, and I can also send some gifts to my former colleagues and clients. Of course, I'll be selective, I won't just give them to just anyone... Anyway, I'll try all the channels, I need to get more orders, I have 30 million in debt."

"Actually, your mother just wants what's best for you." Jin Feiyan hesitated slightly before continuing, "You see, jobs these days are pretty unstable. Who can stay at one company forever? Even those who manage to leave aren't necessarily living comfortably; they might be even worse off than those still working at the company. So, you have a 'throne' in your family now, you really need to manage it well. Or to put it another way, if you achieve something, if you inherit the family business in the future and sell the company, you'll be able to get a better price, right?"

"Why did you think of that?" Jin Yuanyuan asked, somewhat surprised, looking at Jin Feiyan with a hint of sadness in her eyes. "Did something happen?"

"No, it's probably just that it's the end of the year and I wanted to reflect on it." Jin Feiyan lowered her head again and began writing beautiful small characters, and the office became quiet for a moment.

Jin Yuanyuan didn't use Zhu Hongying's office. She found a room that used to be used for storing miscellaneous items because it was larger. It could fit a long table and enough display cases to hang the finished socks. It could also serve as a temporary warehouse and packing area. Of course, she also valued the view of the entire sock-making workshop from here; seeing the machines humming made her feel more at ease. Of course, the windows still had to be closed; otherwise, spending every day in this noise would drive her crazy.

Now, as Jin Feiyan writes on the long table, Jin Yuanyuan feels a touch of nostalgia. After all, she and Cao Xiaoyu had all done their homework in Zhu Hongying's office when they were young, as if time had turned back.

"Actually, there's something I've been wanting to ask." Jin Yuanyuan hesitated for a moment before speaking, "So, what exactly is going on between you and Cao Xiaoyu?"

"What's wrong?" Jin Feiyan didn't look up.

"Well... this... you guys... sigh, Cao Xiaoyu was so busy trying to go to England to get back together with you, but then you came back... so his plane ticket can't be refunded, it cost a lot of money."

"Let him go by himself," Jin Feiyan said, seemingly unconcerned. "He didn't even tell me he was going."

"Wasn't this just to give you a surprise?" Jin Yuanyuan subconsciously wanted to say a few words in defense of Cao Xiaoyu.

Jin Feiyan suddenly asked, "You think we've known each other for so many years, and we understand each other's temperaments and personalities perfectly, so why would we need any surprises?"

"I suppose so?" Jin Yuanyuan was stumped by this question.

"No need," Jin Feiyan denied decisively. "Actually, neither Cao Xiaoyu nor I are the romantic type. We can manage as long as we live a simple life. But I do want to see the outside world. I just want to leave Jinjia Village and stay outside for a while. But he always wants to stay here, just looking after his home, his cat and dog. It's really tiring."

"Actually, if you go out and see the outside world, it's not all that wonderful," Jin Yuanyuan said, mimicking her tone.

"Yes, but I saw it, and I have no regrets." Jin Feiyan said earnestly, "Yuanyuan, you've been abroad for many years, so you probably can't understand the suffocating feeling I had at home with Cao Xiaoyu and at the company. Every day I wondered, why do I have to be with all of you? I want to go out and travel, just by myself. I often feel like I can't breathe."

"...Yes, I have that too. I get very uncomfortable staying at home for too long." Jin Yuanyuan agreed.

"But you're a good student, and your family has the money to send you abroad. I can't do that; I can only rely on myself." Jin Feiyan sighed heavily. "Let's talk behind closed doors. I'm very jealous of you. I'm not jealous of Jin Jia at all, but I'm very jealous of you."

"...Um...then what should I do?" Jin Yuanyuan stammered.

"Just focus on yourself and don't worry about me," Jin Feiyan laughed. "I just want to take advantage of the time I still have the energy and ability to explore, to see the world. Really, I don't really have a direction, but I want to give myself another year..."

"What about Cao Xiaoyu?" Jin Yuanyuan was still very concerned about this matter.

"He's not in a hurry at all. He's a golden bachelor now, with money, a house, and a car. He can find a young girl whenever he wants."

"The way you're saying that makes us sound so old," Jin Yuanyuan said, displeased with such remarks.

"We graduated from university many years ago, and the days when we did our homework at Jin Yaya were twenty years ago."

"But it seems, just a moment ago, I felt like nothing had changed. But then I felt like there was something wrong with me. Why am I still here? After all these years, I've come full circle and I'm back here. We're still copying and writing here..." Jin Yuanyuan's thoughts were led by Jin Feiyan, and she suddenly felt a little lost.

Jin Feiyan put down her pen and paper, poured herself a cup of hot tea, and looked at Jin Yuanyuan very seriously: "Have you noticed that the person who most often puts us down is ourselves? When we encounter anything, we always subconsciously look for the cause within ourselves; any small failure, we treat as a complete denial of ourselves; we are taught from childhood and gradually believe it to be true: if we can't do something, it's only because we're not good enough; we don't care about what we already have, and we're always agonizing over why we can't get what we can't get. We are our own bullies."

"...What should we do then?" Jin Yuanyuan looked at her, while outside the large glass window behind her, people were working busily.

"Do more, learn more, see more, but think less. Maybe that's the happiest thing," Jin Feiyan said, following Jin Yuanyuan's gaze to the outside. Among the workers was Cao Xiaoyu. He wasn't a sock maker, but he was familiar with every step of the process. He was taking pictures with a DSLR camera, saying he was collecting material for Jin Yaya's new media campaign.

He, Jin Feiyan, and Jin Yuanyuan, three childhood friends, seem to have taken different paths.

(End of this chapter)