A group of people marched boldly towards the interior of the bank.
The plan had been interrupted, so Chu Jin had to switch to another bank.
After completing all the procedures, she took a bus to the First People's Hospital of the city.
Chu Jin first went to the first floor to pay the fees and only then went to the inpatient department.
Though the Zhao family lacked grace, they were very good at keeping up appearances and had arranged the best VIP ward for Zhao Yan.
There Zhao Yan lay on the hospital bed, her eyes tightly shut, wearing an oxygen mask, with machines plugged in all over her body, and if not for the still-beating ECG beside her, it would be hard to discern any signs of life.
Chu Jin sat quietly in front of the bed, as beautiful as if she were a painting.
The door had just been pushed open by the nursing aide, who then saw such a scene.
"Are you... Miss Chu?" The nursing aide was startled and asked with some confusion.
Chu Jin slightly lifted her gaze and smiled at the newcomer, "Auntie Liu."
"Miss Chu, is it really you?" Astonishment filled the nursing aide's eyes.
Actually, this was really no surprise to the nursing aide.
In the past, every time Chu Jin came to the hospital, she was always tear-stained and dispirited, dressed very plainly, without any of the appearance of a girl in the bloom of youth.
"Yes," Chu Jin nodded slightly, "Auntie Liu, I entrust my mother to you. I have something else to attend to and must leave first. If there are any problems, you can call me."
Now for her, time was life, and she had another matter to attend to.
That was to buy a bookstore located in a bustling area of Capital City.
——Yan Yuzhai.
The bookstore was not large, only two floors.
Five hundred square meters.
But it was the culmination of her previous life's effort.
After she graduated from university, the first pot of gold she earned was invested in this bookstore.
Opening a bookstore named Yan Yu was her childhood dream.
She wanted to leave a light on for the city, to provide a glimmer for the weary travelers.
This was a bookstore that did not aim for any profit.
It was simply a matter of interest and a childhood dream.
After her death, because Yan Yuzhai had no profit value, it became a discarded piece in Shen Lingtian's hands.
It didn't take many days for Shen Lingtian to sell it off.
From its original form as Yan Yuzhai, it became a commercial coffee shop, and eventually transformed once again, into a Sichuan restaurant reeking of frying oil.
Chu Jin stood in front of Yan Yuzhai, looking at the familiar building with a sense of sourness in her eyes.
She never thought that one day, she would come to Yan Yuzhai in such a capacity.
Aside from the sign hanging over the door, everything inside Yan Yuzhai had changed.
From the original bookstore, it had become the current coffee shop.
From the originally antique decor, it had switched to the current lavish European-style decor.
...
Chu Jin found a spot near the window to sit down.
Soon, a waiter came over.
"Miss, what would you like?" The waiter handed over the drinks menu.
Chu Jin took the drinks menu, flipped through two pages, and said, "A Blue Mountain coffee, please."
"All right, just a moment."
The waiter was about to turn away when Chu Jin's voice came again, "Additionally, I would like to meet with your manager."
The waiter sized up Chu Jin without a sound. She had seen plenty of such people offering themselves up—just another one using their youth and beauty to make a living off of "youth meals."
Ever since Zhou Yiheng had appeared here, every day there'd be a variety of beauties coming up with all sorts of excuses to throw themselves at him.
However, it was the first time she had seen someone this young.
Not only young, but also, that face was pretty enough.
A trace of disdain surfaced in the waiter's eyes, "I'm sorry miss, our cafe doesn't offer that kind of service."
In her past life, Chu Jin had mingled with various crowds, so naturally, she understood what that look from the waiter meant.
It was also her fault for not clarifying her intentions, which inevitably led to people looking at her through tinted glasses. Chu Jin didn't fuss over it with the waiter, "My surname is Chu. I have an appointment here to meet with your manager, Zhou. Now that I've arrived, please kindly inform him for me."
When she planned to get the fifty million from the Zhao family, she had already had Zi arrange a meeting for her on the internet with the person in charge of this cafe, Zhou Yiheng.
The waiter took another look at Chu Jin.
Ordinary, too ordinary.
Aside from that not-so-ordinary face,
She really was too ordinary.
Not a single item on her was branded, and the material of her clothes was very common, not any sort of pure handcraft tailoring.
Plus, she'd never been seen in Capital City's socialite circles with that face, so how could she have an appointment with Zhou Yiheng?
A commoner sparrow dreaming of becoming a phoenix perched atop a branch?
What a fantasy.
The corner of the waiter's mouth curled up in a mocking smile.
"Sorry," the waiter said apologetically, but without a hint of sincerity, "Miss, our General Manager Zhou might not have time to see you right now."
Chu Jin had never before been sized up with such a look in her life.
It was also the first time she realized so profoundly how important power and status were in this world.
If it were a glamorous socialite from a wealthy family sitting here today, would the waiter's attitude still be so tough and... disdainful?
A slight arc formed at the corner of Chu Jin's mouth as she gently lifted her eyes to look at the face of the waiter.
Upon a closer look, Chu Jin suddenly realized that this face seemed somewhat familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before.
Moreover, that unique temperament, even clad in a waiter's uniform, couldn't hide the arrogance emanating from her.
She certainly wasn't an ordinary waiter, and Chu Jin decided not to engage with her any longer.
The waiter also turned and left nonchalantly.
"Zi, send Zhou Yiheng's contact information to my phone."
Zi, who was sitting on a stone bench holding a tablet in the Purple Thunder Space, responded immediately after hearing Chu Jin's words: "Okay, give me ten seconds."
After getting Zhou Yiheng's contact information, Chu Jin immediately took out her phone and called Zhou Yiheng.
The voice answering the phone was rather rough. The person on the other end said he would be there in 30 minutes.
"Hello? Is this Miss Chu?" A tall and straight figure stood at the edge of the table.
At that moment, Chu Jin was looking down, her consciousness engaged in researching the Purple Sound Spirit Box in the Purple Thunder Space, an object that claimed to be able to contain all things in the world.
Upon hearing the voice, she immediately exited the Purple Thunder Space with a thought.
As she raised her eyes to look directly ahead,
She saw a man as gentle as jade, with a distinguished air about him—a modest but handsome young gentleman. He was very young, around twenty-three or twenty-four, which Chu Jin had not expected at all.
Based on the voice on the phone, she had thought she would be greeted by a middle-aged man with a receding hairline...
Seeing her confusion,
Zhou Yiheng took the initiative: "I didn't expect, Miss Chu... to be so young, and so beautiful."
Chu Jin smiled faintly, stood up from the chair, and extended her right hand to Zhou Yiheng, "Hello, General Manager Zhou, I'm Chu Jin."