Ai Ye walked out of the nursing home and Aunt Hai sent her outside.
"I have invited two experts. They are very knowledgeable in the care and treatment of vegetative patients. They will be here in a few days. You can go back and prepare the medical records of the past ten years and follow their instructions. If there is anything that cannot be solved,
If you need anything, call me." Ai Ye took out a wad of money from his bag, "Here are two thousand, keep it by your side in case you need it."
Aunt Hai refused to answer, "No, no, no, I have money. You just put 150,000 into my card last month."
Ai Ye insisted on giving it to her, "That's for your son. Didn't he just come out of prison? He must need money. You let him find a serious job, marry a wife and live a good life, and stop going out to cause trouble."
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When mentioning her unsatisfactory son, Aunt Hai's eyes blurred with tears, "Ai Ye, you are so good to me, how can I thank you."
Ai Ye shook his head, "You know, the best way for you to thank me is to help me take good care of Yanyan, he is my life."
He waved his hand to indicate that it was time for her to go back. Although she still hired professional nurses to take care of her, Ai Ye only trusted Aunt Hai. With Aunt Hai by her side, Yan Yan would not be afraid or lonely.
Aunt Hai stood next to the wall covered with green plants in the nursing home, looking at the slender woman on the roadside with her hands in the pockets of her windbreaker. The lonely figure made her feel a burst of bitterness, "Ai Ye, you were wearing this outfit last time.
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Ai Ye lowered her head and looked at it. She never paid much attention to dressing up. She only changed out two or three outfits every season, all in dark colors. She also felt a lot of heaviness similar to the vicissitudes of life in her whole body.
She said in a low voice, "Oh, clothes, I don't have money to buy brand-name clothes, I still have enough to eat."
In essence, she is just an ordinary working person, and her annual salary is not enough.
Running around for a living, working nine to five, day after day.
The only difference is that while others rent a house, she lives in a mansion.
She has worn glass slippers, but she is not Cinderella.
She had dreamed of a prince riding a white horse coming for her, but she could never realize it in her life.
She has had a wish since she was a child, but more than ten years later it still remains at the wish stage.
How incompetent she is!
You can't protect those you want to protect, and you can't love those you want to love!
Ai Ye got a migraine just thinking about this. She rubbed her temples and found a night bus home.
At the door of the villa, I didn't see my mother-in-law waiting there, but I saw the lights on in the bedroom on the second floor.
She thought it was the maid cleaning the room.
In the living room, Lan Yunge walked towards me and said excitedly, "Hanghang is back!"
Ai Ye glanced at the stairs, shouldn't he be with Yu Xingchen at this time?
Without thinking much, she went upstairs.
Go to the study room first.
I dug out the Wall Street cases I had seen before and compared them with Ji Yuancheng’s.
The final conclusion is: similar.
Coincidentally, the case is a case because it is representative. Many companies may encounter such problems. The difference lies in the severity and the harm to the company.
Ai Ye planned to write a detailed analysis report and prepare to hand it over to Ji Yuancheng tomorrow.
At two o'clock in the morning, she returned to the bedroom from the study, and met Yu Hang walking out of it. He was in a suit and leather shoes, and his outfit was all hand-made. Tsinghua University was more expensive than a British prince.