Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 61 It's unusual that the biological mother didn't get angry.

The TV reporter's eyes lit up when she looked at Zhao Zhuoran. Jin Yuanyuan and Chef Zhang stood behind the camera, winking and smiling broadly.

It was almost midnight, and the area outside Wanghu Pavilion was bustling with activity. Many people were setting off fireworks, adding a touch of brilliance to the somewhat chilly night. Fireworks burst open in the sky every now and then, their vibrant colors illuminating the entire night. That fleeting moment of splendor seemed to freeze time, evoking a sense of wonder. The air was filled with the faint scent of lake water and fireworks, stirring up people's boundless hopes for a bright future and a longing for more wonderful moments in the new year.

When a female reporter asked Zhao Zhuoran about his New Year's wishes, Zhao Zhuoran glanced at the people making dumplings behind him. Among them were his employees, their families, Jin Yuanbao and his master, Jin Feiyan, Cao Xiaoyu, and Dong Xiaoran. He smiled and greeted Jin Yuanyuan and Chef Zhang behind the camera: "I am really happy to be able to spend New Year's Eve with my best friends, employees, and family today. If I were to express my hopes for the future, I would wish for this to last for ten thousand years."

He reached out and pulled Jin Yuanyuan closer, asking her enthusiastically, "Yuanyuan, what is your wish?"

Suddenly pulled in front of the camera, Jin Yuanyuan felt a little nervous, and she hadn't even thought about this. She looked back at the people making dumplings and saw Jin Yuanbao smiling as he walked towards her, standing in front of the camera. Despite being covered in flour, he exuded a refined and scholarly air.

The female TV reporter actually recognized Jin Yuanbao and exclaimed, "Mr. Jin, you're here too! Viewers, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Jin Yuanbao, the most famous expert and scholar in Hangzhou's ancient architecture team. He and his team recently completed several major ancient building restoration projects in Xixi. We are very lucky to have walked into this restaurant by chance and met you all today."

This is a live television broadcast; it's a global live broadcast.

Jin Yuanbao and Zhao Zhuoran showed no signs of nervousness and even talked at length about the charm of Xixi Ancient Buildings and the upcoming relocation and restoration of ancient buildings in other locations, leaving Jin Yuanyuan and Cao Xiaoyu somewhat stunned.

The director next to him couldn't stop smiling. He quietly called the technical director behind him and said excitedly, "Didn't you say earlier that the time wasn't enough? I can say a few more words here. Both of these men, one old and one young, are good-looking. The audience should like watching them."

Tsk tsk tsk, how could you be so blunt and superficial?

Jin Yuanyuan and Cao Xiaoyu both turned their heads and rolled their eyes.

Jin Feiyan laughed happily and whispered, "I'm thinking of suggesting that our female boss organize some kind of project or activity and have Zhao Zhuoran take charge of the catering. I guarantee all the girls in our office will scream with excitement."

"Superficial," Jin Yuanyuan and Cao Xiaoyu said in unison.

"You might as well let Tang Dachao go; I can contact him." Jin Yuanyuan pointed at Tang Dachao singing and dancing on TV. "Look at those fangirls; they've stopped making dumplings and insist on twisting and turning along with Tang Dachao on TV. Tsk tsk tsk..."

"No, Zhao Zhuoran is enough, he's practical and capable." Jin Feiyan was very protective of him, but soon she laughed again and whispered, "Yuanyuan, don't say I'm reminding you, this program is broadcast live, it can be seen overseas, your mother might have already seen you and Uncle Jin making dumplings together, hehehe, you just wait."

Jin Yuanyuan's face darkened.

Whenever her mother, Zhu Hongying, finds out that she's in contact with her father, Jin Yuanbao, she flies into a rage, causing chaos. That's what happened last time. The time before that, she even threw a chair at him. What to do this time? This is being broadcast live.

Jin Yuanbao has already invited his master over to say a few words of blessing. With ten minutes to go until midnight, the director requested that the broadcast be delayed for another five minutes before switching to the fireworks outside.

Even if the female reporters liked Zhao Zhuoran a lot, they couldn't say much more. It was about to become extremely awkward. Jin Yuanyuan, quick-witted as ever, pulled Dong Xiaoran over. Dong Xiaoran had her nails done beautifully and couldn't bear to use her hands to knead the dough and make dumplings, so she stood aside watching everyone work. Because she had just chatted with Jin Yuanbao about bamboo fiber socks, she even took out a pair of socks from her bag, intending to show Jin Yuanbao the finished product.

Jin Yuanyuan, with her sharp eyes, grabbed the socks and pulled her in front of the camera, saying happily, "This is Ms. Dong, a bamboo fiber expert from Hong Kong. We even talked about work during New Year's Eve because when work becomes a hobby, every minute and every second becomes more meaningful. Just like the bamboo fiber socks we'll be producing after the holiday, they incorporate many high-tech and environmentally friendly concepts. Everyone can look forward to them. This is Jin Yaya's new product for the New Year, and it's also my simplest wish: that it will be a huge success!"

The TV reporter was taken aback by Jin Yuanyuan's sudden outburst, which was delivered flawlessly and with a beaming smile. She paused, not having had time to retract her microphone, when Zhao Zhuoran stepped in, smiling, and said, "Please, cameraman, zoom out a bit and show us everyone in the restaurant today. Everyone wants to say a few words..."

The cameraman moved very quickly, taking a long shot that made the restaurant look both upscale and lively, with even more intense fireworks outside the glass windows, indicating that midnight was fast approaching.

Everyone left Wanghu Pavilion and flocked to the West Lake, where they began the countdown.

Jin Yuanyuan sat down in the chair in front of the TV with a smile, picked up a dumpling and looked at it; it was shaped like a gold ingot.

The TV hosts were all shouting "Happy Chinese Lunar New Year!" at the top of their lungs. Jin Yuanyuan had already received a video call from her mother, Zhu Hongying.

Zhu Hongying and her friends had arrived in Spain, where the weather was still relatively warm, though it was still afternoon due to the time difference. Standing outside, Zhu Hongying asked Jin Yuanyuan, "Is West Lake lively?"

"It's alright." Jin Yuanyuan deliberately sat in front of the TV, hoping that the noise would make Zhu Hongying's phone call shorter.

"Are you full?"

"Not yet, we're making dumplings now, we'll eat a few more later."

"Where's your dad's woman? I didn't see her on the TV broadcast just now." Sure enough, Zhu Hongying watched the TV and saw Jin Yuanbao.

"They just left. Only my master and my dad stayed behind. We ran into each other. We had no idea before... There were a lot of us. I was with Cao Xiaoyu and Jin Feiyan at Zhao Zhuoran's restaurant..." Jin Yuanyuan hurriedly explained, trying to make it clear that she had never made an appointment with Jin Yuanbao.

Zhu Hongying paused for a moment, then sighed softly before saying, "Eat more, you look so thin."

(End of this chapter)