Jin Yuanyuan's Top-Tier Life

Chapter 91 Social Anxiety and Social Ox

With Zhao Zhuoran joining, the dinner party became quite pleasant. He was a smooth talker and very good at socializing, making Sister Hong and Huang Mengying happy. Jin Yuanyuan and Cao Xiaoyu also thought it was good; at least Sister Hong had agreed to add an annual order and was considering waiting for Liu Xiangyue's new product design so she could send the first batch to promote it and see how it went.

In return, Jin Yuanyuan promised Huang Mengying, "I promise, even if you can't touch Tang Dachao, I can still get you an autographed photo!"

At this moment, Huang Mengying was no longer the socially anxious and timid person she had been just moments before; she was now clinging to Jin Yuanyuan and refusing to let go.

Looking at her youngest daughter, Sister Hong sighed softly. Zhao Zhuoran, ever perceptive, immediately poured her a cup of hot tea and said, "Mengmeng is young, kind-hearted, and beautiful. With a few more years of training, she'll definitely achieve great things."

Tsk tsk tsk, that's a statement that applies to everyone.

However, Jin Yuanyuan still admires his social skills; otherwise, he wouldn't have made so many friends while still maintaining his own style and original intentions.

Sister Hong could tell just as well, and she asked with a smile, "Are all of you in the restaurant business particularly good at talking?"

"Not entirely." Zhao Zhuoran smiled sincerely. "I'll be honest with you. We call this serious social niceties. Social skills are necessary in this situation, but there are also set rules. Actually, I'm socially awkward, not a social butterfly at all; it's all been practiced."

Zhao Zhuoran actually started lecturing, and Jin Yuanyuan's ears perked up.

He saw Jin Yuanyuan quietly sit up straight and laughed, "Teacher Yuanyuan should know more than me, because she comes from a public relations company and is definitely a top performer. She's seen all kinds of big events. I heard she's even met Obama and the British prince."

"Oh, keep it low-key, keep it low-key." Jin Yuanyuan immediately became modest.

Everyone laughed, and then Zhao Zhuoran continued, "Actually, it's not just the catering industry that's like this. In social situations, there's an art to how you address people. For example, those below the level of section chief should be addressed as section chief, managers should be addressed as general manager, and someone like Yuanyuan should be addressed as 'General Manager Yuanyuan.' Someone like Sister Hong is even more impressive and should be addressed as 'Boss Huang.' But if it's someone you know well, calling you 'Sister Hong' is friendly and approachable, which is quite appropriate."

"Then why do you call me Mengmeng?" Huang Mengying's eyes sparkled as she looked at Zhao Zhuoran.

"Because you are the lovely Mengmeng." Even Sister Hong gave Zhao Zhuoran a perfect score for his answer.

"Okay." Huang Mengying was also delighted. "I've seen you say to other customers: 'Come again when you have time. I'll definitely come when the new store opens.' You sounded so sincere when you said those things, making me feel like it would be a real shame if I didn't come..."

"Every word hits the nail on the head, every sentence comes straight from the heart." Cao Xiaoyu laughed too, "It's like meeting an old friend instantly, like a long-awaited reunion, everyone is a close confidant to him."

"Yes, yes, that's exactly the feeling." Huang Mengying nodded immediately.

"Mengmeng, that's called polite talk." Zhao Zhuoran chuckled. "I'm really going to start a training course, the kind that charges a fee."

"I'm the first to sign up!" Huang Mengying raised her hand.

Jin Yuanyuan looked at him, but in her heart she was thinking: Did Zhao Zhuoran learn this from his family or from society? Although he wasn't greasy, she always felt that Zhao Zhuoran was distant, probably because of his earnest social niceties, because sometimes she couldn't tell whether Zhao Zhuoran's polite words were sincere or not.

"Once you're on stage, you have to say these things. It's all part of the performance, every act involves singing, acting, reciting, and fighting, speaking, imitating, teasing, and singing—all require real skill. This is an incredibly sincere and 'serious' performance. Perhaps, sometimes I should act even more than Tang Dachao." Zhao Zhuoran's smile remained unchanged. "However, I must say this: nowadays, every industry, anything related to the market or hospitality, needs this."

"That's true." Sister Hong agreed with Zhao Zhuoran's statement. "Look at me, I'm already this age. When I go out to talk to clients, I still have to be serious. Money doesn't necessarily work. Even people like Mr. Ma and Mr. Liu still talk to others about development and the future, don't they?"

"If we were to start talking about this topic, we could go on for three days and three nights and still not finish. Then I'd have to contribute another grouper." Seeing that it was already 3 p.m., Zhao Zhuoran glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that his employees were starting to prepare dinner. He stopped everyone's enthusiasm and said, "We can pick another time to talk about this properly."

"Yes, that's fine." Sister Hong was also full and satisfied. "What President Zhao said makes a lot of sense. I've learned a lot."

"No, no." Zhao Zhuoran smiled even more earnestly, and Jin Yuanyuan was momentarily dazed, unsure whether to interpret his smile as genuine or as an act of "earnestness."

After lunch, we returned to Sister Hong's office to continue discussing some details of the collaboration. This time, things went much more smoothly, and Sister Hong offered many sincere suggestions, hoping that Jin Yaya would have more opportunities for growth after this restructuring.

Huang Mengying spent the entire afternoon listening to their conversation in the office and even offered her own thoughts on the live stream, after all, these are young people, and this world ultimately belongs to them.

They chatted until dinner time, but Jin Yuanyuan absolutely refused to eat anymore. Even when Huang Mengying offered to go shopping with her, she declined. She had made plans with Ye Huanxi to see the Yue Opera "New Dragon Inn," and the cross-dressing actresses were so beautiful that they were making all the girls' hearts flutter.

So, almost 90% of the audience were girls. They crowded together as they entered the theater, and after the performance began, they all cheered loudly for the female lead, almost causing the theater roof to collapse. Ye Huanxi was definitely not socially awkward; her eyes were bright, and she was extremely excited, insisting on going backstage to meet the actress. She was even more enthusiastic than Huang Mengying was when she talked about the Tang Dynasty.

"Why don't you just present flowers from the audience? Why go backstage?" Jin Yuanyuan was very dismissive. Although she also liked this actress, she didn't think it was necessary to be so crazy.

"I just want to see what she looks like without makeup!" Ye Huanxi was quite excited. "Yuanyuan, should we invite her over when Wangxi Pavilion opens?"

"Then you should ask Zhao Zhuoran. It probably won't be cheap. I'm only slightly close to Tang Dachao; I don't know this actress at all." Jin Yuanyuan suddenly looked at Ye Huanxi and asked, word by word, "You don't actually like women, do you?"

"Nonsense, I like the characters she portrays. I'm currently writing a novel, and if she and Tang Dachao were to star in it, my life would be complete." Ye Huanxi's dream is quite grand.

Jin Yuanyuan secretly calculated that if this were made into a TV series, it would probably be a huge hit, and she would make a fortune!

(End of this chapter)