Desperate for marriage, the CEO is deeply affectionate

Ten o'clock at night.

Ai Ye came out of the nursing home, and Aunt Hai sent her outside.

"I invited two experts. They are very accomplished in vegetative care and treatment. They will come over in a few days. You go back and prepare the medical records of the past ten years. Do everything according to their requirements. If there is something that cannot be solved Call me." Ai Ye took out a wad of money from his bag, "This is two thousand, keep it with you in case you need it."

Aunt Hai refused to answer, "No need, no need, I have money, and you just transferred 15 to my card last month."

Ai Ye insisted on giving it to her, "It's for your son, he just got out of prison, he must need money, you let him find a decent job, marry a wife and live a good life, don't go out and make trouble again. "

Aunt Hai's eyes were blurred when she mentioned her son who didn't live up to expectations, "Ai Ye, you are so kind 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 care of Yanyan, he is my life."

He waved his hand to signal that it was time for her to go back. Although there were still professional nurses to take care of her, Ai Ye only trusted Aunt Hai. With Aunt Hai accompanying her, Yan Yan would not be afraid or lonely.

Aunt Hai stood by the green plant-covered wall of the nursing home, watching the slender woman with her hands in the windbreaker pockets on the side of the road. The lonely figure made her feel bitter, "Ai Ye, you were wearing this dress last time." .”

Ai Ye looked down, she never pays much attention to dressing, she only changes two or three clothes every season, all of which are dark colors, and even her whole body is infected with a lot of heaviness similar to the vicissitudes of life, She said in a hoarse voice, "Oh, clothes, I don't have the money to buy brand-name clothes, and I have enough to eat."

In essence, she is an ordinary migrant worker whose annual salary is not enough.

Running around for a living, from nine to five, day after day.

The only difference is that others rent a house, but she lives in a mansion.

She wore a glass slipper, but not Cinderella.

She Xiao Xiao thought that the prince riding a white horse would come for her, but this could not be realized in this life.

She had a wish since she was a child, but after more than ten years, she still only stayed at the wish stage.

How incompetent she is!

Those who want to protect can't protect, and those who want to love can't love!

Ai Ye got a migraine just thinking about it, she rubbed her temples, and found a night bus home.

At the entrance 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 a servant tidying up the room.

In the living room, Lan Yunge walked towards him, couldn't hide his excitement and said, "Hanghang is back!"

Ai Ye glanced at the stairs, shouldn't he accompany Yu Xingchen at this time?

Without thinking too much, she went upstairs.

Go to the study first.

He dug up the Wall Street cases he had seen before, and compared them with Ji Yuancheng's.

The final conclusion is: similar with minor differences.

Coincidentally, the case is a case because it is representative. Many companies may encounter such problems. The difference is the severity and the harm to the company.

Ai Ye planned to write a detailed analysis report, which was going to be handed over to Ji Yuancheng tomorrow.

At two o'clock in the morning, she returned to the bedroom from the study, and met Yu Hang who came out of it. He was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, and his outfits were all handmade. Tsinghua was more expensive than the British prince.

She wants in, he wants out.

The two stuck together for a while.