Jin Yuanyuan's best match life

Chapter 13 A Thousand Pairs of Socks Got Broken

Jin Yuanyuan sat on a bench by the roadside, covering her face with her hands, trying to adjust her breathing and try to calm her buzzing brain.

Five minutes passed, ten minutes? Anyway, I feel quite cold all over, and it seems quite boring to sit here.

Then, she discovered a very real problem. It is not easy to get a taxi here.

After all, this place is still a long way from the city, and no one usually comes here.

People came out of the building one after another and drove away. It was already past dinner time in the hospital, and the bright lights revealed the warmth of someone about to fall asleep.

"Oh, I was thinking, maybe you need a handkerchief?" A man handed a white handkerchief to her eyes.

"..." Jin Yuanyuan looked up at him. The light was a little dark, but the man looked very familiar. "Well, I probably didn't cry. I don't need to wipe anything."

"Oh, I'll put it away then. This veil is made of silk and is quite expensive." The man laughed, "I'm actually quite reluctant to part with it."

"...Who are you?" Jin Yuanyuan's mind was still buzzing.

"Hey, it seems I'm still not very impressed." His smile got bigger, "Zhao Zhuoran, head of the catering team..."

"Yes, yes, manager Zhao..."

"...This is so unpleasant, just call me Zhao Zhuoran."

"Okay." Jin Yuanyuan wiped her face again, "I'm not crying."

"Yes, I can tell. I really put the silk handkerchief away." Zhao Zhuoran seriously put the handkerchief into a delicate wrapping paper and then put it into his pocket. It's the same black cotton jacket with a black suit underneath.

"Why are you here?" Jin Yuanyuan looked up at him.

"I have an employee whose father was transferred to the hospital today. 120 can't accommodate so many of their family members, so I drove over to see them off." Zhao Zhuoran pointed to the seat next to her, "Am I sitting here? Or where are you going? Shall I see you off? My car is warm."

"I'll go back..." Jin Yuanyuan suddenly hesitated because she didn't know where she should go back. It was too cold, so she followed Zhao Zhuoran to the parking lot.

This car is a cargo van.

"Don't dislike it, it will make you feel comfortable if you turn on the heater." Zhao Zhuoran laughed, "There were seven or eight of them, so I drove the truck out."

"I don't mind it." Jin Yuanyuan opened the door and sat on the passenger seat, "Isn't this position particular?"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Zhuoran was about to help her close the car door.

"For example, is the co-pilot exclusive to someone or something?" Jin Yuanyuan asked more vaguely.

"Oh, then my head chef is fat, so he can only sit in this seat every time."

"It's okay, it's okay." Jin Yuanyuan closed the car door automatically and consciously.

Zhao Zhuoran sat in the driver's seat and handed her another bottle of water. "Are you hungry? I just have a lot to eat in the car."

"I'm not hungry." The moment Jin Yuanyuan turned on the heater in the car, she felt much more comfortable and relaxed.

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's useless to think too much. You won't know if you can do it until you do it." Zhao Zhuoran took out another piece of dark chocolate from his pocket and handed it to her as if he could do magic. "Although it is bitter, it is actually quite delicious."

"Thank you." Jin Yuanyuan took it, "Did you see it?"

"That's necessary! It's so loud! My colleague's father woke up and thought there was an earthquake?" He deliberately said in a relaxed tone, "Mother and daughter, right? It's normal to quarrel. You don't even know that I When I quarreled with my dad, I could pull off a rocket... It was amazing. My brother didn't help me, oh, he made me angry at the time. But, you have to choose your own path, so you have to Keep working hard.”

"Yeah, I know." Jin Yuanyuan put the dark chocolate in her mouth, it was so bitter. "Why does it taste so bad?"

"Hey, hey, I was wrong. This is the purest piece. I'll find the one with some sugar for you..." No matter how you look at it, you feel that Zhao Zhuoran feels happy that his evil plot has been successful.

Before the sweet chocolate was found, the phone rang, Jin Yuanyuan’s cell phone.

"Yuanyuan! Come back quickly! The warehouse is on fire!" Cao Xiaoyu shouted on the other end of the phone, and the siren of the fire truck could already be heard.

Cao Xiaoyu's voice was so loud that Zhao Zhuoran could hear it clearly. He didn't even wait for Jin Yuanyuan to say anything, he grabbed the phone and asked: "Give me the address!"

"Ah? No. 6, Building 5, Jinjiacun Economic and Technological Development Zone." Cao Xiaoyu was a little surprised, "Who are you..."    "Is the fire big? How many fire trucks came? What's on fire? Are there flammable and explosive items? Huh?" Zhao Zhuoran had already started the car and said to Jin Yuanyuan: "Seat belt."

"Oh." Jin Yuanyuan hasn't reacted yet.

"The factory is on fire, there is black smoke, it's socks, knitted socks." Cao Xiaoyu could already hear the firefighters asking where the fire hydrants were. "Don't hang up, I'll show them the way first."

"Okay." Zhao Zhuoran handed the phone back to Jin Yuanyuan, "Fasten your seat belt. Who are you?"

"Colleagues, classmates, childhood friends, best friends..." Jin Yuanyuan was confused again.

Zhao Zhuoran had already used the navigation to find the route to Jinjiacun, "Aren't you from a public relations company?"

"Resigned a few days ago."

"Then my information needs to be updated." Zhao Zhuoran glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Make a call for me. Yes, I have my mobile phone in my pocket. The password is 111111. Call Manager Cao. Yes, tell her to let me know. She and her family will find a way to return home on their own...it's okay, you fight, I'll do it for you."

Zhao Zhuoran was very organized and gave Jin Yuanyuan clear instructions in a few words.

Cao Xiaoyu's phone did not hang up, and he could be heard talking to the firefighters on the road. After about ten minutes, the open fire was extinguished.

When we arrived at Jin Yaya's warehouse, the fire truck had already driven away, leaving water on the ground. Cao Xiaoyu was cleaning up the water with the park staff, and some people were carrying goods.

"Cao Xiaoyu!" Jin Yuanyuan called him.

"Hey, here it is!" Cao Xiaoyu responded, "It's okay, it's okay, the fire is out, the loss is not big. Preliminary calculations indicate that 20 boxes were burned, about a thousand pairs of socks... Don't worry, don't worry."

Preliminary judgment is that the fire was caused by an electrical short circuit. There is a mosquito killer lamp in the warehouse, which seems to be the original fire point, but for the specific situation, we still need to ask professionals to come over and check it again tomorrow morning.

However, someone broadcast the fire in the park live, and the media came to interview, and a camera was set up at the entrance of the park... This matter is more difficult.

Cao Xiaoyu asked Jin Yuanyuan to face the reporter: "You come, you come, you can say it better than me."

"No, I don't know anything." Jin Yuanyuan also became nervous.

"You also know that the media is very good at doing live broadcasts. They were worried that they had nothing to talk about. Now that it is on fire, they are very excited."

"Then what should I say?"

"Tell it like it is." Zhao Zhuoran stood next to Jin Yuanyuan, "This kind of thing must be clarified in time, otherwise these people will talk nonsense. Now some self-media have started to say it, you see there is Jinjiacun Economic Technology on the hot search Fire in development area.”

Sure enough, when I opened Weibo, Xiaohongshu and Douyin, and searched for "Jinjia Village", there were pictures of fires or firefighting. Some people also deliberately enlarged the pictures of open fires, or took pictures of many blackened cardboard boxes and firetruck sprinklers. The water is pouring down, really hoping that the world will not be in chaos.

"My image..." Jin Yuanyuan tightened her thin down jacket tightly. It was a rose red style from five years ago.

"Hey, why do you care about your image? Just shut these people up first." Neither Cao Xiaoyu nor Zhao Zhuoran introduced each other, but they had surprisingly unanimous opinions on how to handle this matter.

Jin Yuanyuan stopped talking nonsense and stood directly at the place where the most cameras and mobile phones were broadcasting live. She behaved extremely calmly and generously, completely different from the uneasy one just now.

"Yuanyuan is the type who becomes calmer when there are more people." Cao Xiaoyu looked at Jin Yuanyuan talking about what happened and the preliminary identification results given by the fire brigade, and expressed that he was quite satisfied with her performance. "you are?"

"Zhao Zhuoran, Jin Yuanyuan's former partner." Zhao Zhuoran stretched out his hand, "I just met at the hospital. I heard that the situation here was urgent, so I drove over."

"Oh oh oh, that van, right? Otherwise, can you park somewhere else? There's a pit over there..."

"Hey, I'll go somewhere else." Zhao Zhuoran took two long steps across the puddle and moved the car.

After Cao Xiaoyu saw that Jin Yuanyuan had finished explaining to everyone, he stood in front of the self-media's mobile phone camera with a box of socks in his arms, and said sincerely: "Our Jinyaya Socks Factory attaches great importance to fire management, so even if something happens If something like this happens, we put out the fire and call the police as soon as possible. Jin Yaya is a company that makes socks. It has a variety of products with excellent quality and complete colors. Friends can come and take a look..."

Jin Yuanyuan did not expect that Cao Xiaoyu would not forget to promote the product at this time, which once again refreshed her understanding and opinion of him.

After working hard for most of the night, I have almost finished cleaning up. Jin Yuanyuan held the box and asked Zhao Zhuoran: "Are we still going to eat?"

"Let's wait another day." Zhao Zhuoran also hugged the box and said, "It's not that serious, Jin Yuanyuan, relax, there's nothing you can't handle!"

(End of this chapter)