Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Following the hospital address sent by Cao Xiaoyu, Jin Yuanyuan quickly found Zhu Hongying's ward. However, when she went to have her various health indicators checked, only her uncle was in the ward eating an apple.

"Your mother went for a physical examination, she's fine." Uncle Zhu Hongwu is fifty-six years old this year and has not gained weight in middle age.

"Why did she faint?" This was Jin Yuanyuan's biggest concern.

"He's just angry." The uncle was also furious about it. "Your aunt is here, listen to what she has to say."

"My Yuanyuan!" Auntie hugged Jin Yuanyuan tightly. "Did Cao Xiaoyu tell you? Well, it's nothing serious. Your third aunt went with you to the checkup, which is good."

"So, what exactly happened?" Jin Yuanyuan liked her aunt the most; she was straightforward and said whatever came to mind.

"You know Jin Jia, the girl from the next street? You're that senior from your school, right?"

"Yes, Cao Xiaoyu told me that her family also owns a hosiery factory."

"Yes, that's her," the aunt said, rattling off.

A customer surnamed Fang saw Jin Yaya's socks on Taobao and found them to be of good quality and inexpensive. After inquiring with customer service, he came directly to the Jin Yaya sock factory to check it out. Because of the large order, he naturally wanted to negotiate the price. The auntie followed standard procedure, calculating the price with the customer based on their specific requirements. This customer said it was his first time visiting Jinjiacun and he wanted to explore the surrounding area. At that time, Cao Xiaoyu enthusiastically introduced the surrounding area and offered to accompany him.

However, the customer surnamed Fang was a woman in her thirties, and it was inconvenient for a divorced, single man like Cao Xiaoyu to accompany her. Her aunt and third aunt also did not want to accompany the customer, so they let her wander around by herself.

But while she was on her way, she met Kim Jia's husband.

"You know, Jin Jia's husband is a live-in son-in-law, a stepfather." The aunt became even angrier when she talked about this. "What's his name again? Right, Xiao Hu, Hu Liqiu, he's practically a male version of a vixen! He saw this Miss Fang asking for directions nearby, so he deliberately went over to chat with her, then accompanied her to buy things, and even drove her to Lingyin Temple to burn incense... So you tell me, they must have talked about buying things, and this vixen took Miss Fang to Jin Jia's hosiery factory for a look around, and then the price was 10,000 yuan lower than ours, and she made the deal."

"It's just a few hundred thousand, right? It's okay, we'll have more." Jin Yuanyuan offered dry words of comfort.

"That won't do. You have to understand that the economic environment has been bad these past two years, and we've had far fewer orders. Besides, there are more and more competitors now, and the barriers to entry have become lower. Anyone with a sock-knitting machine can do it, which is a threat to us. I even saw someone using a 3D machine to make socks the other day, and the effect was really good."

Just then, Uncle pushed open the door and walked in, dressed in sportswear, wiping the sweat from his forehead, with a big smile. "Oh, Yuanyuan, were you scared? It's okay, we're all here."

Jin Yuanyuan's uncle, Qin Guanghan, was her physical education teacher. When he accompanied Jin Yuanyuan to see her parents going through a divorce, he actually hit it off with her aunt, Zhu Hongjuan. Both of them were divorced and had no children, so they ended up getting married.

Many times, Jin Yuanyuan couldn't understand how these two people could have fallen for each other under such circumstances. They say life imitates a play, but even plays don't dare to write it this way; that's how it happened between them.

After waiting a little while longer, Aunt Zhu Hongfang returned, pushing Zhu Hongying in a wheelchair.

"Hey, Yuanyuan, I'm fine." Zhu Hongying's eyes lit up when she saw her daughter, and her whole demeanor brightened. "Your aunts insisted that I stay for a few days. It's really nothing. What haven't I been through? This is nothing."

"Oh. Then let me get you a glass of water." Jin Yuanyuan thought she should do something.

"Okay." Zhu Hongying stood up from her wheelchair, steadied herself, and said to her sisters, "Eldest sister, third sister, you've been busy all day, go and get something to eat first. The buffet will be gone soon. The doctor said I shouldn't eat for now because my cholesterol is a bit high, so I'll just talk to Yuanyuan. You two go ahead."

Finally, only the mother and daughter remained in the room. Zhu Hongying held Jin Yuanyuan's hand, sighed, and said, "They just told you the gist of what happened, right?"

"Hmm." Seeing her mother's appearance, Jin Yuanyuan's heart stirred, and she immediately sat up straight.

"This order isn't for tens of thousands, it's for millions."

"What?" This is no small amount, Jin Yuanyuan was very surprised.

"This Ms. Fang is just a purchasing agent. Behind her is a large retail entity. The first order was worth several hundred thousand, but there will be more orders coming in, so the scale should be quite large. Therefore, what we lost is not just several hundred thousand."

"How could this happen?" Jin Yuanyuan sensed the seriousness of the situation.

"I have to admit, I'm getting old, and my methods and approaches to things are outdated. When Ms. Fang came, I thought she was just an ordinary customer and didn't pay much attention. But Hu Liqiu immediately added me on WeChat, asking all sorts of questions, and even had Jin Jia accompany me to dinner and take photos in Hanfu... They're all young girls, so naturally we could chat. Who would want to talk to an old lady like me? You're just ignoring me, and you resigned without even telling me?"

"Huh? How did you know?" Jin Yuanyuan was still listening to the reason, but when she suddenly heard the question about herself, she quickly replied, "It's just resigning, it's not a big deal."

"Really? All that has passed is but a prologue. I'm grateful for our meeting, and now we part ways." Zhu Hongying read aloud Jin Yuanyuan's post from her WeChat Moments, word for word. "Yuanyuan, tell your mother the truth, is something wrong?"

"Well, I got fired from the company. The economic situation is bad. Even though I joined from the US, I still had to leave. It's okay, I got eight months' salary as compensation, which is a lot of money."

Zhu Hongying became serious again, took her hand, and said, "Things are different now than before, business is indeed difficult. I understand why you were fired. Our family is facing similar problems right now; I was only worried because we lost a million-dollar order this time."

"What should we do then? Ask my dad for some money?"

This was Jin Yuanyuan's first thought, which surprised Zhu Hongying, who then tapped her on the head. "What are you thinking? This is my business. If it can't continue, I'll figure it out myself. It has nothing to do with him. Only when it comes to your business should I ask him for money. I'll make sure he empties his savings."

Once she got into a good mood, Zhu Hongying became even more energetic.

Jin Yuanyuan grinned, "I'm making quite a bit of money now..."

"That's different. This is your father; it's only right that you ask him for money. But you can't let him give it to that mother and daughter. By the way, is that woman retired? And her daughter? Did she go abroad to study too?"

"I heard that both mother and daughter went to the United States. The daughter went abroad to study on a government scholarship, and her mother accompanied her." She overheard this news when her father, Jin Yuanbao's, colleagues were chatting at the event for a luxury perfume brand, where they were repairing the murals of Banbiting.

"Hmph, as long as it doesn't involve your dad's money, it's fine." Zhu Hongying gulped down a large glass of water. "Wait, how did you know? When did you contact your dad?"

"Oh my god, can we take it one step at a time? You've really scared me to death." Seeing that Zhu Hongying's complexion had improved, Jin Yuanyuan breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's not talk about my matter for now. Why don't my aunt and uncle know about the million-dollar order?"

"Sigh, your aunt and uncle are celebrating their 20th wedding anniversary. They've been talking about taking a long vacation and traveling the world for a year now. Think about it, they're both over sixty; if they don't go on vacation soon, they won't be able to travel anymore. Can I tell them this and put pressure on them? Your third aunt also has a problem; her mother-in-law is sick and needs someone to take care of her. She's running back and forth between the two places now. She's two years younger than me, and her health isn't good… Your uncle has actually been incredibly busy these past few days, handling a large tour group…"

"This..." Jin Yuanyuan became irritated.

"Actually, losing orders isn't scary. What's scary is realizing that I'm getting old and many of my ideas are outdated. But now I'm willing but unable to do it. Perhaps it's time for someone to take over."

"Let's take it slow." For the first time, Jin Yuanyuan saw hesitation and weariness in her mother's eyes.

Cao Xiaoyu came over late at night, saying that he was late because he had to help pack a batch of goods that needed to be shipped.

"At the time, I thought that Miss Fang was just a young girl, and it wouldn't be right for me to accompany her. Who knew that vixen would actually go over there like that? I actually saw him buying clothes for the young girl. I don't know what Jin Jia was thinking!" Cao Xiaoyu was very unhappy.

"Forget it, we wouldn't do something like that anyway." Zhu Hongying patted Cao Xiaoyu's hand. "Look, your hand is all cut. Go put some medicine on it first."

"Oh, it's nothing, no problem." Cao Xiaoyu withdrew his hand. "Aunt Hongying, you should rest first. We can talk about it tomorrow. Anyway, Yuanyuan isn't working, so let her keep you company."

"Ugh... why does that sound so awkward?" Jin Yuanyuan glared at him.

"Oh, I was wrong, I was wrong. It's just that Yuanyuan finally got a long vacation, right?" Cao Xiaoyu's smile never changed.

"You're always joking around with Yuanyuan, but you always look so serious when you're with Feiyan." Zhu Hongying looked at Cao Xiaoyu, her eyes softening even more. "Go home first. Your mother just called and said she's keeping an eye on things at the factory tonight. It'll be fine."

"Okay." Cao Xiaoyu's eyes dimmed slightly when Jin Feiyan was mentioned.