The questions in the interview are nothing more than how to manage stores and employees, as well as member maintenance. In the final analysis, it is how to achieve performance.
Wang Miao looks serious, but in fact he is quite kind. After all, a leader must have some authority in front of his subordinates.
After the interview, Ye Zhenzhen said goodbye to Wang Miao with a smile and strode out of the coffee shop.
Walking through the bustling crowds in the square and walking on the sidewalk, the sun falls on the cedar trees, and the cool breath of the pine needles warms a bit.
She originally thought it would be a difficult interview, but she didn’t expect that she could handle it calmly, and she felt a little proud. He took out his cell phone from his bag and prepared to check the time. The screen showed that Ye Mao had made more than a dozen calls.
I don’t know why, but I feel flustered for no reason. Ye Zhenzhen stood on the sidewalk, her body stiffened in place, and her thoughts were frozen.
She dialed Ye Mao's phone back with trembling hands. The music ringing from the receiver kept wearing down her patience.
After waiting for a long time, the call was finally connected. She found that the air on the other end of the phone was a little thick.
Ye Zhenzhen frowned and asked while explaining: "Ye Mao, what's wrong? I just had something to do and my phone was muted..."
Neither did the person on the other end. He spoke, but no sound came out for a long time. He could only hear the chaotic sound in the background, as if there were many people.
Ye Zhenzhen was extremely anxious and asked again: "What are you talking about..."
Ye Mao mumbled: "Sister... I'm in the hospital... ."
Hearing this, Ye Zhenzhen's voice was hoarse and her tone was a little erratic, "What happened?"
She moved towards the tree beside the sidewalk. Her vision suddenly went dark for a moment, and she put her hand on the rough tree trunk. The dark brown tree bark was covered with cracks of various sizes. The whole body was leaning on the tree, and the mottled cracks were deeply imprinted on the palm of her hand.
"Sister... something happened to Wang You..." Ye Mao replied incoherently with a cry in his voice.
With only a "buzzing" sound left in her ears, Ye Zhenzhen dug her hands into the bark of the tree unconsciously, her newly grown nails embedded in the cracks, and a triangular shape was carved out of the edge of her thumb nail. Small gap.
After learning which hospital Ye Mao was in, Ye Zhenzhen closed her eyes and took a breath, her chest filled with heavy gas.
She rushed to the side of the road and stopped the taxi. She used all her strength to open the door, jumped into the car and slammed the door shut. Completely unaware, the driver's face darkened.
She kept her hand on her chest all the way, not daring to move even an inch. There was a big stone stuck in her chest, which did not move at all, neither moving up nor down.
At the door of the emergency room, Ye Mao's bones seemed to have been torn off, his head lowered, and his whole body slumped on the chair.
Ye Zhenzhen clenched her fist and beat her chest, trying her best to calm herself down. She walked over, sat down next to Ye Mao, raised her hand to hold Ye Mao's hand, and comforted: "Xiao Mao, Wang You will be fine., no..."
Ye Mao's face was gray and his whole body was shaking. He raised his head and looked at Ye Zhenzhen, and said with great sadness: "Sister, how could this happen? If something happens to Wang You, I won't be able to live anymore..."
When something happens, he will seek death and survive, as if death can solve the problem. When Ye Zhenzhen heard this, nameless fire rushed to the top of her head. , burning with the force of a prairie fire
Ye Zhenzhen shook off his hand, stood up and said with anger: "Ye Mao, can you be like a man! Wang You is still rescuing him, why are you so angry? "
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She pointed at Ye Mao's nose and angrily rebuked: "Who do you blame! Tell me who to blame! Why don't you discuss anything with me? Why go to a small clinic for cheap? Why are you so big-minded? As long as you and I discuss it, it won't be like this! Why didn't you tell me if you had no money? ”
The lives of poor people are worthless, so they would rather gamble their lives to save money. A disease that could have been cured with a small amount of money will end up costing more money to save lives.
Who doesn’t know Big hospitals have guarantees, but there are always people who take chances.
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Ye Mao covered his face with his hands and rested his upper body on his legs. She stopped sobbing softly.
Worried about affecting other patients, a nurse came next to her with a serious expression and yelled: "This is a hospital! If you want to make a noise, go out and make a noise! "
Realizing her gaffe, Ye Zhenzhen came to her senses, immediately put away her anger, and apologized to the nurse repeatedly.
"Xiao Mao, can you cheer up... "Ye Zhenzhen walked up to her younger brother, patted him on the shoulder, and her tone was much gentler.
"Sister, it's my fault..." Ye Mao looked sad, his voice was low, and his throat was dry. Ya, "We were afraid that you would be worried, thinking that it was just a minor operation and nothing would happen..."
Ye Zhenzhen's nose was sore and she looked up at the ceiling. She had not taken good care of her younger siblings, and they were. But he always thinks about her, for fear of dragging her down.
The naughty and mischievous brother is growing up. Although he is immature, he has begun to learn to take responsibility. He took out a tissue from his bag and handed it to Ye Mao to wipe his tears. After taking it, he just wiped his face randomly.
"Xiao Mao, have you paid the surgery fee? "Ye Zhenzhen stretched out her hand to wipe away her brother's tears and said softly: "I brought my bank card..."
Seeing that Ye Mao didn't speak, she thought her brother was worried about money, so she continued: "Sister, I have Money, really. Don't worry, Wang You will be fine. "
"Sister, the surgery fee has been paid..." Ye Mao's eyes flickered, not daring to look at Ye Zhenzhen.
His lips had a small cleft, and it looked like it should be... He was in a hurry and didn't drink any water.
"I'll buy you some water..." Ye Zhenzhen patted his hand and prepared to stand up.
Ye Maolao. prisonHe grabbed her hand, his tone full of worry and fear, and said tremblingly: "Sister, I won't drink. Can you stay with me? I'm scared alone..."
"Okay, I I'll wait here with you." Ye Zhenzhen said calmly, but suddenly thought of something, "Where can you pay for the surgery fee?"
"The compensation for Wang You's father's accident at the construction site..." Ye Mao He replied guiltily, his eyes kept wandering, glancing back and forth at Ye Zhen Zhen from the corner of his eye.
Wang You is a single-parent family. His father died in an accident at a construction site two years ago, and his mother is missing. Since her father's death, she has cut off contact with her relatives. She has not said the specific reason.
Wang You found out that she was pregnant. They both felt that they were too young to have a child, so they decided to have an operation after discussing it. I went to a simple small clinic for convenience and did not do a series of pre-operative examinations, so I went to the operating table. Unexpectedly, Wang You suffered from congenital heart disease and almost ended up in a small clinic.
Fortunately, the doctor from the small clinic immediately called an ambulance after noticing something was wrong.
Thinking that her brother was so confused, Ye Zhenzhen frowned a little. She asked helplessly: "Did you not tell your parents?"
Ye Mao's body was trembling, and he begged her tremblingly: "Sister, please, don't tell your parents, okay?"
p>After sighing for a while, Ye Zhenzhen had no choice but to nod in agreement. My parents are thousands of kilometers away, so telling them won't help. I don't want them to worry, so I can only choose to report the good news rather than the bad news.
The two siblings sat side by side at the door of the operating room, facing the empty corridor full of the smell of disinfectant.
Time is like a night leak, dripping down at a constant speed, drop by drop.
The twilight outside the window became darker little by little until twilight closed.