Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 71 Miss Dong really hasn't given up her wicked intentions.

Jin Yuanyuan decided to create a new brand – Gui Liansheng – specializing in matching socks for traditional clothing such as Hanfu. These socks are exquisite, elegant, and culturally rich, perfectly aligning with the current trend of "Guochao" (national trend). The reason for using "Gui" (桂) as the first character is because of the osmanthus tree in front of Jin Yaya's restaurant, whose fragrance travels far and wide, always carrying a very auspicious meaning.

While I may not have a 300-page PPT, I'm sure I have at least a 100-page one.

She only consulted with Cao Xiaoyu and Zhao Zhuoran internally, seeking their opinions. Neither of them objected, but they raised concerns about sales channels. After all, it was a niche product, and large-scale sales were unlikely, so both online and offline sales needed to be well-planned.

Cao Xiaoyu said he would think about it, and Zhao Zhuoran also said he would think about it.

Jin Yuanyuan's current concern is that such exquisitely embroidered stockings would likely require a separate machine for production. Ideally, more advanced machinery would be available for processing silk fabrics... Since the loan hasn't been approved yet, she needs to talk to Zhang Dali again.

Zhang Dali reviewed the proposal Jin Yuanyuan sent and highly praised her ideas. "Yuanyuan, your proposal is fantastic! I love it! I think your friend's points about sales are very valid. However, I know a few Hanfu manufacturing companies. I think you could talk to them and buy Hanfu as part of a set; that would guarantee sales. You know, high-quality Hanfu is really not cheap."

"Really!" Jin Yuanyuan exclaimed happily. "That's great!"

"Let's make a date, I'll arrange it," Zhang Dali laughed. "Then you have to treat me to some meat."

"Yes, yes," Jin Yuanyuan readily agreed.

Zhang Dali seemed very busy on the phone, with many people asking him to handle documents. Jin Yuanyuan said she would wait for his arrangements and then hung up.

However, ten minutes later, Zhang Dali sent her another WeChat message: "Yuanyuan, you're so hardworking and outstanding, you must make a name for yourself! I fully support you, and I'll help you increase your loan amount."

Jin Yuanyuan was deeply moved, and looking at the WeChat message, she even felt like crying. She remembered that before the college entrance examination, she had lost control of her emotions due to pressure and cried her heart out in a corner of the school. It was Zhang Dali who found her, hugged her, and said, "Yuanyuan, you are so hardworking and excellent, you will definitely get into your dream university. I'm cheering you on."

This young lover, who came from her youth, always managed to melt her heart.

But just one day later, Zhang Dali told her that because Jin Yaya's warehouse had caught fire, although it was a mistake, it was still a criminal case with economic disputes, so the bank was still considering the loan. Whether she could get the full loan was questionable.

This was not good news, and Jin Yuanyuan was a little panicked.

Zhang Dali also said anxiously, "Don't worry, don't worry, let me think of a way. Yuanyuan, good things take time, don't be afraid."

"How about I go talk to other banks?" Jin Yuanyuan thought of what Cao Xiaoyu and the others had said.

"No, no, no, if it doesn't work here, other banks will definitely be even stricter. Yuanyuan, I will definitely help you solve this." Zhang Dali said confidently.

Two days later, Zhao Zhuoran and Dong Xiaoran came to Jin Yaya's restaurant again. Dong Xiaoran had brought samples of the latest bamboo fiber environmentally friendly deodorizing technology and planned to discuss with Jin Yuanyuan how to apply it in practice.

Zhao Zhuoran was there purely for a meal, because he had been traveling and eating hamburgers for many days and really wanted to have a home-cooked meal.

Following behind him was Jin Yuanbao, who greeted Uncle Qin and Uncle and Aunt Long with a smile before plunging into the back kitchen to get busy.

Zhao Zhuoran whispered, "I didn't bring your dad with me. He heard I was bringing Xiaoran here, and he said he wanted to come too. I spoke very softly, but he still heard me."

"Luckily, my mom isn't back until tomorrow, otherwise, if those two got together, who knows what kind of fight they'd have started." Jin Yuanyuan secretly rejoiced, "Why is he so free lately?"

"Our restaurant is waiting for the windows. Your dad and I went to Zhuji before and looked at a lot of Ming and Qing dynasty windows that had been salvaged from demolished houses. We ordered quite a few, and now they're cleaning and repainting them. Once they're completely dry, they'll be delivered. So we'll be free these next few days."

"Oh, you guys are making really fast progress." It's the season when rapeseed flowers are blooming everywhere, and Jinjia Village is also thriving. Especially after the high-rise buildings are gone, the simple green of the countryside gives people a feeling that the world is so beautiful.

Zhao Zhuoran smelled the aroma of Uncle Qin's tea leaves. This was the first batch of tea leaves before the Qingming Festival, and it was very clean and refreshing. He had a keen sense of smell and sharp ears, so he followed the fragrant aroma to Uncle Qin's wok.

Dong Xiaoran and Jin Yuanyuan talked about bamboo fiber and exchanged samples of bamboo fiber yarn. They chatted for a while. Jin Yuanyuan then mentioned her new brand, and Dong Xiaoran produced a design template, which turned out to be a complete collection of ancient Chinese clothing patterns, supposedly created by a university professor, and was quite exquisite.

Jin Yuanyuan's eyes widened as she flipped through the pages, thoroughly delighted. She was especially impressed by the designs featuring osmanthus blossoms, praising them repeatedly and even taking photos to document the new brand.

Dong Xiaoran smiled as she looked at the osmanthus tree outside the door, seemingly casual, but actually very attentive. "Sister Yuanyuan, my big boss asked if we could sell this osmanthus tree for a million?"

Jin Yuanyuan froze, then glanced over as well. The osmanthus tree seemed to have grown taller, shedding its winter's gray and withered yellow hue, now a vibrant green, a testament to the arrival of spring. Several children, just released from school, squatted under the tree watching ants carry their loads, laughing and chatting, while passersby walked by…

"One million?"

"If you don't agree, the price can probably be raised a bit more," Dong Xiaoran added. "That big boss is really rich. I sent him the photos. He thinks your tree can be used as a mother tree. How do I explain that? It means that the branches of this tree can be cut off and replanted, and the small branches that survive can be sold. Because this variety is very precious, it's the top-grade golden osmanthus among osmanthus trees, so it's more valuable." Dong Xiaoran was really quite honest, having figured out the other party's intentions.

Jin Yuanyuan was tempted again, because one million was no small sum; it could buy new equipment. She hesitated, unsure what to say, when Jin Yuanbao suddenly stood behind them and said, "Miss Dong, you're still not giving up!"

(End of this chapter)