Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 52: I got a lecture from Uncle Qin.

Cao Xiaoyu readily agreed with Zhao Zhuoran's suggestion, believing that anything free was appealing. Jin Feiyan wasn't familiar with Zhao Zhuoran, but hearing that he had a good relationship with everyone and that she was happy to be able to eat grouper at 800 yuan per jin, she nodded in agreement.

When Ye Huanxi heard about this, she asked Jin Yuanyuan, "It was just friends having dinner, right?"

"Otherwise what?" Jin Yuanyuan asked her in return.

"It's nothing," Ye Huanxi chuckled. "Did Zhang Dali contact you?"

"no."

"Do you two have any contact?" Ye Huanxi was quite concerned about this matter.

"Yes, it's about a bank loan. I don't know why they need so many documents. I've prepared so much stuff. I just called them to ask if they knew any accounting firms to help me organize my accounts. I really can't understand them."

"And then?" Logically speaking, the five-star hotel where Ye Huanxi works should be very busy at this time, yet she is so idle that she is chatting with her.

Jin Yuanyuan went to buy milk tea again, to reassure the employees who hadn't gone home yet. After all, it was a last-minute rush to finish the work, and generally, everyone would gradually return to work after the Lantern Festival.

"What could it be? Although those misunderstandings have been cleared up, so many years have passed, and everyone has changed and has their own stories. What else do you think could happen?" Jin Yuanyuan said this, but in her heart she was thinking that Zhang Dali's attitude towards her seemed somewhat ambiguous.

Ye Huanxi chuckled again, "Yuanyuan, don't blame me for being blunt, but back when you were all students, nobody thought that whoever had a rich family was superior. Back then, grades mattered. But now, even though you've left a big international company, you still have a backup plan back home. Your family's hosiery factory, while not a huge one, still has a respectable annual revenue of 20 million. Besides, Zhang Dali works in this industry; he can easily tell from the accounts that your family is considered well-off in the Jiangsu-Zhejiang-Shanghai region. Moreover, he's divorced, and you're not married yet… he has a lot on his mind."

"So what?" Carrying a huge pile of milk tea while walking through the economic development zone is really tiring.

"I was just giving you a heads-up." Ye Huanxi didn't say anything more, but Jin Yuanyuan did feel a thorn in her heart. It wasn't obvious, but it made her uncomfortable.

The remaining employees are all from Jinjiacun; they are all long-term employees. The younger ones have all gone home early.

Several uncles who were chatting and basking in the sun at the door, along with Uncle Long and Aunt Long, all came over. Although they didn't drink milk tea, they were willing to help Jin Yuanyuan carry her things inside. Just like when she was a child, they looked at Jin Yuanyuan with smiles and always said, "Yuanyuan is so good. She has good grades, she's beautiful, she's good in every way."

Jin Yuanyuan smiled in response to their concern and care, but she also felt very guilty. There was a list of long-term employees on her desk in her office, and she was indeed thinking about whether to ask them to go home and recruit some fresh talent after the New Year.

When Mr. He Jiunian, the owner of the Hangzhou Labor Protection Supplies Store, arrived, he did not tell Jin Yuanyuan in advance. He simply stood at the entrance of Jin Yaya Socks Factory and started chatting with Uncle Qin, who was sunbathing at the gate.

One was in his sixties, the other in his seventies, and the two elderly men chatted quite happily. They found they had a lot in common when talking about Xiasha strawberries and Tianmu bamboo shoots.

Jin Yuanyuan was stunned when she saw this scene as she went to the door to pick up her package. After a moment of reaction, she cautiously asked, "Boss He?"

"Yes," Boss He greeted Jin Yuanyuan with a smile, "I was just thinking of buying some New Year's goods and passed by your place, so I thought I'd just come in and take a look. I didn't expect to meet this knowledgeable and insightful gentleman; it was a truly unexpected find."

"Uncle Qin... what do you want to talk about?" Jin Yuanyuan pulled her light pink down jacket tighter, looking nothing like a boss.

The main gate of Jin Yaya Socks Factory is not conspicuous in the park. There is only an electronic gate blocking the entrance to the factory area. Uncle Qin does not like to sit in the small house at the entrance. No matter how cold the weather is, he likes to sit by the electronic gate, holding a remote control to open and close the electronic gate, and then chat with people entering and leaving the factory.

"I just came in and smelled the aroma of stewed bamboo shoots with pork, so I took a second look. This is what Brother Qin had for lunch, and it smells incredibly delicious. You know, I usually eat vegetarian food and don't eat much meat, but I was actually craving it. So I took another look, and sure enough... Brother Qin said it's made from Tianmu Lei bamboo shoots, a local specialty..."

"Uncle Qin, you actually used this to stew meat?" Jin Yuanyuan grinned. "That's better stir-fried. People like it for its light, fresh flavor..."

"What? This stewed meat is so delicious, so tender, unlike the others which are so tough... I'm getting old, my teeth aren't good, so naturally I need to eat something soft and tender..." Uncle Qin's words were extremely reasonable, and he didn't even take Jin Yuanyuan, the boss, seriously, and he just talked back whenever he wanted.

"It's quite expensive..." Jin Yuanyuan's voice lowered slightly, "Even braised dishes are better than this..."

"What do you know, little girl? Braised dishes have to be freshly stir-fried to be good. Go to Jin Yaya's place tonight. This one I made myself, it's delicious, you should try it." Uncle Qin's voice was particularly loud, and people in the park were looking over, which made Jin Yuanyuan feel a little embarrassed.

"Brother Qin is right. Actually, going against the grain might result in a more unexpected and unique flavor." Boss He was very happy. "Brother, tell me your method for stewing this meat."

"How about I stew another bowl for you?" Uncle Qin was very happy; finally, someone appreciated his cooking.

"Where are we going?" Boss He asked, somewhat puzzled.

"Jin Yaya." Uncle Qin was actually packing up his lunchbox, planning to take Boss He out for lunch? Jin Yuanyuan coughed twice, reminding him, "Uncle, this is working hours..."

"Hey, everyone in the park's on holiday. Look at this, it's been half a day, and there's hardly anyone around. I had my son keep watch in that little house." He smiled and pointed to the guardhouse at the entrance, where his son was indeed standing.

"Okay." What could Jin Yuanyuan do? She couldn't say anything.

"Brother, you're too kind. Let me chat with Yuanyuan for a bit first, then we'll go to Jin Yaya. Isn't this Jin Yaya?" Boss He noticed Jin Yuanyuan's discomfort and tried to smooth things over with a smile.

"This is Jin Yaya's Socks Factory, and there's also Jin Yaya's Little Restaurant. We all eat there. It was run by her father, and it's also our little canteen." Uncle Qin looked at Jin Yuanyuan. "This child has grown up and is now a boss, but in my heart, she's still that little girl with pigtails, smart and cute, she hasn't changed at all."

(End of this chapter)