Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 67 I'm Here to Argue

Old Li and Jin Jianguo stared at her, stunned for a moment, then suddenly raised their glasses to her. "Yuanyuan, we have to drink with you tonight!"

"Huh? Why?" Jin Yuanyuan panicked even more.

"We really should ask Jin Jia what she thinks about this," Old Li said. "Actually, before I came here, your mother specifically told me to listen to your thoughts. The person involved's opinion is the most important; what kind of path does she like to keep going? The world is unpredictable, and new things happen every day. We should all learn to communicate..."

Old Li talks too much and has started to ramble on; he seems really drunk.

"Old Li's alcohol tolerance isn't great," Jin Jianguo noticed and laughed. "Alright, one more drink and then we're done."

"Where will Uncle Li sleep?" Jin Yuanyuan was more concerned about this, as it was the middle of the night and this was a difficult matter to handle.

"Of course, we'll go to my place... By the way, you don't know yet, I opened a guesthouse in Xingsha Village, which isn't far from us. It used to be a small village where students from Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Shanghai would study in seclusion before taking their postgraduate entrance exams, but it's a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, so I invested in one... A car will be coming to pick us up in a bit."

"You're amazing!" Jin Yuanyuan said admiringly. "When will Jinjia start work? I haven't heard any noise from your workshop."

"Oh, I replaced the whole sock-making machine with a new one, the kind you bought before. I think it looks pretty good, so I figured I might as well sell the old equipment and get the new one. Not only do the socks look better, but it's also faster and the quality is better..."

"Where did the money come from?" Jin Yuanyuan was filled with envy. She wanted to do the same, but she didn't have any money.

"I took out a loan. I mortgaged my villa for a year; it's a good deal." Jin Jianguo is indeed a shrewd businessman, bold and decisive. He even increased his investment and started a side business under these circumstances, which Jin Yuanyuan greatly admired.

"Yuanyuan, when doing business, you need to be bolder and have a longer-term vision." Jin Jianguo spoke earnestly, watching Old Li slump on the table, somewhat dazed. He sincerely told Jin Yuanyuan, "Today I also want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you. Jin Jia is my daughter, and I know her temperament best. She likes Hu Liqiu, really likes that kind of person. So, if you ask her if she wants a divorce, she definitely won't. It's their life to live, and I can't interfere. But I am indeed very worried. Of course, that's how an old father is. You are younger and smarter than Jin Jia. Your problem is that you have a lot of drive, but you lack stamina. Especially when you are given a task, you can definitely do it well, but you hesitate and stop after reaching a certain point. So, Yuanyuan, be bolder. You are still young, don't be afraid of failure, don't be afraid of making mistakes. I'm this age, and I still run a side business of a bed and breakfast. You can do it too."

"Okay." Jin Yuanyuan was quite touched and gave all the shrimp on the plate to Jin Jianguo.

Hangzhou is finally feeling the warmth of spring. The sun shines with a gentle breeze, and the branches are already showing hints of green. The forsythia and cherry blossoms are eagerly preparing to make a big splash in the coming month.

Jin Yuanyuan counted the orders and calculated the cost of replacing the machines. She felt that she should go to Shanghai to find Zhang Dali and see when the loan could be approved.

However, Cao Xiaoyu said that it wasn't necessary to stick with the small bank where Zhang Dali worked; they could apply to several other banks, having more options was always good. So, he went to Shanghai for a while, partly out of personal motive to find Jin Feiyan.

Jin Yuanyuan, adhering to the principle of "seeing through things but not saying anything," didn't concern herself with it. However, she decided to go to Shanghai for a weekend to shop and have some fun, since spring had arrived and her mood had improved.

Ye Huanxi was naturally waiting to go shopping, have coffee, and get her hair done with her, chatting about recent gossip and the trivialities of her work. She wanted a full-service perm and coloring treatment, a French-style big curl in a dark brown color, which sounded like it would take quite a while.

Jin Yuanyuan got a new haircut and felt beautiful. She was going to visit a few nearby luxury brand stores to check out the prices of bags and spring clothes, and buy whatever suited her taste. After all, she was a well-off only child from the Yangtze River Delta region, not rich, but not poor either.

She bought a bag, a dress, and a cup of hand-drip coffee, then strolled along the bustling Fuxing Road, each step feeling light and graceful. She happily posted her "trophies" on WeChat Moments, captioning it: "Spring breeze and I, sharing a cup."

A short while later, Zhang Dali called: "Yuanyuan, come help me quickly!"

"Huh?" Jin Yuanyuan was a little bewildered on the bustling street.

"My junior sister had a set of Hanfu photos taken and got scammed. She's arguing with those people in the store right now." Zhang Dali sounded very anxious. "She's of Chinese descent and doesn't speak Chinese well... Yuanyuan, you're the only one I can think of right now. Please help me, I'll send you the address."

After sending the address, Zhang Dali said, "I'm on my way now, hurry up."

There were no pleasantries, no preamble, as if they had never been apart. A familiar, all-too-familiar situation. Without a second thought, Jin Yuanyuan also took a taxi to the Hanfu shop.

She and Zhang Dali arrived at almost the same time. Inside the Hanfu shop, several shop assistants were chattering around a little girl, who looked terrified and said she didn't understand... Both sides were very rude. The Hanfu shop had a lot of clothes, which gave people a sense of oppression and made them feel uncomfortable.

"My junior sister!" Zhang Dali pointed at the little girl.

"Fine! I'll do it!" Jin Yuanyuan immediately tossed all her "spoils of war" into Zhang Dali's hands, then strode over and shouted, "What do you mean? Are you bullying my sister? I'm here to argue, talk to me if you have something to say!"

Her imposing manner truly intimidated the shop assistants, who even took a few steps back. The junior female student looked at her, then at Zhang Dali behind her, and finally burst into tears, stammering in Chinese, "Senior brother!"

The matter is not complicated.

My junior colleague paid 999 yuan for three sets of Hanfu (traditional Han clothing) photos, which included twenty retouched photos and all the original prints. However, she then wore another Hanfu and took photos of herself with her phone. The shop assistant was unhappy about this, arguing that she should also pay for it. But my junior colleague felt that it was just a trial and shouldn't be charged.

The junior apprentice's Chinese wasn't good, and the shop assistant's English wasn't good either, so they talked for ages. Seeing that there were many of them, the junior apprentice got scared and called Zhang Dali. Zhang Dali was worried that his English wasn't good enough, and he wouldn't be able to argue, but luckily he saw Jin Yuanyuan's location on her WeChat Moments and realized he was making the most of her. He immediately called her to come and save the day.

(End of this chapter)