Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 58 Was that a trap set for Dong Xiaoran?

Seeing the bustling crowd, clinking glasses, and fragrant food at Wanghu Pavilion, Dong Xiaoran decisively rejected Jin Yuanyuan's suggestion and said with a particularly bright smile, "Yuanyuan, this isn't suitable for me. I'll go sit in a private room and not bother you."

"...The private room is taken...and you have nowhere to sit right now...you can sit in the preparation area..." Jin Yuanyuan didn't let go of her hand. "Did Zhao Zhuoran tell you about his friend's restaurant? Anyway, there's absolutely nowhere to sit right now, the terrace is full..."

"Should I go to his office?" Dong Xiaoran frowned slightly.

"Well, I don't have a key... I'm just the lobby manager on duty... It's so humble... I have to keep smiling." Jin Yuanyuan was still smiling. "Otherwise, you can sit at my dad's table. Anyway, the eight of them are taking up a ten-person table, so it won't be a problem for you to sit there."

"Huh?" Dong Xiaoran was taken aback. "Isn't this inappropriate?"

"Then you can stand with me at the door and get some wind." When Jin Yuanyuan schemes, she's always able to strike with precision. "You choose, these are the two paths."

"Then I'll go sit down. I dressed up specially today, wanting to look pretty, so I can take some pictures and post them on WeChat Moments..." Dong Xiaoran is still a girl who loves beauty, so I understand.

Jin Yuanyuan personally led her to the table where Jin Yuanbao was sitting, and said with a smile, "Dad, Master Grandpa, this is my good friend. There are too many people here today, and our original private room is occupied, so let her sit here with you for a while, and then order some dishes. It's on me."

"Yuanyuan..." Jin Yuanbao didn't know what to say. It was quite unexpected for someone to suddenly join the family dinner. But Jin Yuanyuan's intention was clear: You're having a family reunion dinner, right? I'll give you an outsider to sit in so you can eat in peace.

When Dong Xiaoran saw the gold ingot, her eyes suddenly lit up, and she exclaimed, "Are you that ancient architecture expert? My goodness, what a coincidence! Yuanyuan, is this your father?"

"Yes." Jin Yuanyuan's smile widened even more. "Jin Yuanbao, an expert in ancient architecture, is actually quite a niche field, isn't he?"

"No, no, no, quite famous." Dong Xiaoran had already broken free from Jin Yuanyuan's hand, and grasped Jin Yuanbao's hand holding the chopsticks. She introduced herself very politely: "My name is Dong Xiaoran, and I'm the manager of the Hong Kong Bamboo Rhyme brand. Of course, I graduated from the University of Leeds in the UK with a degree in environmental protection, specializing in the conversion and application of bamboo fiber... I especially love ancient architecture because many buildings incorporate bamboo... Oh dear, have I said too much? I'm sorry, I got a little excited because I was looking at someone I like..."

Now, everyone at the table is staring at Dong Xiaoran and Jin Yuanbao, their eyes wide with astonishment, unsure of what to say.

Jin Yuanyuan was in a very good mood: Let you all have a reunion dinner! Hmph, Dong Xiaoran will get an extra chicken leg later.

"It's alright, Xiaoran, sit here and eat whatever you like, we're all family." Jin Yuanyuan smiled and said to Jin Yuanbao, "Dad, you must take good care of my friend, she and I are planning to make a new product."

"Oh, oh, oh." Jin Yuanbao was a little flustered seeing his daughter being so affectionate with him, but he nodded in agreement and then warmly invited Dong Xiaoran to get chopsticks and eat.

Jin Yuanyuan chuckled and went to continue greeting guests at the main entrance. Watching the mother and daughter bending down to take care of the child from afar made her even happier.

"Yuanyuan, what's going on? Why is there another woman here?" Jin Feiyan rushed over, followed by Cao Xiaoyu.

"That friend of Zhao Zhuoran is having dinner with us tonight. She's so beautiful, she doesn't want to be a waitress, so I'll arrange it for my dad." Jin Yuanyuan smiled even more brightly. Cao Xiaoyu immediately understood and gave her a thumbs up, making Jin Yuanyuan smile even more happily.

When Zhao Zhuoran returned from the emergency room with his team, he said there was nothing seriously wrong, and there were no broken pieces of flesh inside the skin; he just needed two stitches.

The little boy was quite resilient, planning to come back and continue working: "There are so many people today, I can't afford to collapse."

"Okay, you can stand here." Jin Yuanyuan was quite straightforward. "You know, the job of greeting guests at the entrance is very important. Usually, only good-looking people can stand here, right, Manager Zhao?"

Zhao Zhuoran nodded immediately; he didn't want the young boy to continue serving dishes from behind.

Now that everything was arranged here, Zhao Zhuoran asked again, "Dong Xiaoran said she's arrived, have you seen her?"

"Oh, they've arranged for me to sit at my dad's table." Jin Yuanyuan pointed to Dong Xiaoran, who was standing up to pour wine for Jin Yuanbao. "I like this girl."

"Why?" Zhao Zhuoran looked at the situation at the table with some curiosity. Only Jin Yuanbao, his master, and Dong Xiaoran were chatting enthusiastically, while the others were eating with their heads down, looking a little strange.

"It's alright, it's alright." Jin Yuanyuan glanced at the food cart that was being served, which had the table number and dishes for Jin Yuanbao's table written on it, and immediately took over. "I'll do it, I'll do it."

Zhao Zhuoran grinned and followed behind Jin Yuanyuan, "Yuanyuan..."

"Call me 'sister'," Jin Yuanyuan said in a good mood.

"Sister Yuanyuan," Zhao Zhuoran grinned again, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

"It's fine." Jin Yuanyuan straightened her back. The uniform fit her perfectly, even outlining her waistline and making her look elegant and poised. The fact that she could make a restaurant uniform look like a leader's outfit was probably due to her commanding presence.

Zhao Zhuoran had no choice but to follow behind her. When they reached Jin Yuanbao's table, he greeted her with a broad smile, "Uncle Jin."

"Oh, oh, oh." Jin Yuanbao was chatting with Dong Xiaoran about the differences in the use of wood and bamboo in construction, speaking with great enthusiasm and in a cheerful mood. Grandpa Shi added a few words from the side, while Dong Xiaoran nodded and took notes, looking particularly well-behaved.

"Let's start with the dishes. This is Wanghu Pavilion's newly developed stir-fried bamboo shoots." Zhao Zhuoran brought a steaming, fragrant dish to the table and introduced it to the foreign friends over there in English.

Jin Yuanyuan looked at Dong Xiaoran with a beaming smile, "How about it? My dad's pretty awesome, right!"

"Yes, that's wonderful!" Dong Xiaoran was still excited. "Yuanyuan, the use of bamboo in ancient architecture is more common in the south and less common in the north. Actually, this could be a research topic for me in the future. Professor Jin just mentioned that bamboo fibers decrease the further north you go, due to humidity and temperature. This reminds me of the osmanthus tree in front of your house... The osmanthus tree in your house is different from the osmanthus tree in Hong Kong. So, I understand how my client feels..."

"Huh?" Jin Yuanyuan didn't turn around for a moment and looked at Dong Xiaoran.

(End of this chapter)