Collection of Gods

Chapter 113 Ferrari Private VIP Dinner (on sale tomorrow)
With the National Day holiday over, Tang Yuan's life gradually returned to normal. In addition to attending classes on time every day, the rest of his time was devoted to Zhiyuan Capital recruitment.

With ManpowerGroup's huge talent resource pool, there is a steady stream of job seekers coming to Zhiyuan Capital every day to apply for jobs.

In line with the principle of selecting the best from the best and striving for excellence, in the past three days, Tang Yuan and Xiao Yayue only admitted 46 out of 9 job applicants, which was still far from the expected target of 25 people.

As for Wen Muxue, who had just taken over Wuyou Media, she traveled between Zhonghai and Hangcheng every day, busy with her studies and learning to be a CEO, and she fell into an extremely fulfilling state.

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Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital, Chairman's Office.

Tang Yuan sat on the boss's chair, with his feet together on the edge of the desk, his left hand gently fanning Zhang Daqian's handwritten hidden fan, and his right hand holding the phone to his ear.

"Mr. Tang, our Ferrari Greater China Region will host the annual Ferrari private VIP dinner in three days' time, located at the Aman Yangyun Hotel in Zhonghai."

"Given that you are one of the most distinguished users of our Ferrari Group, we sincerely invite you to come to our Ferrari private VIP dinner. Your arrival will make our entire dinner shine."

In the quiet room, the respectful voice of Ferrari Greater China CEO Van Aven kept coming from Tang Yuan's mobile phone.

Private VIP dinner?

After Tang Yuan heard Fan Awen's invitation, he raised his eyebrows slightly, then straightened up and looked at the calendar on his desk.

Three days later, October [-]th, Saturday.

Tang Yuan thought for a moment and didn't expect any special arrangements for that day, so he responded: "Mr. Fan, please send the event process to my mobile phone. I will go when I have time."

"Okay, Mr. Tang."

"I will send the event process to your WeChat later, and we will arrange an event specialist for you. If you have any questions, you can contact her directly, or contact me directly."

Seeing Tang Yuan agree, Fan Awen's respectful voice suddenly became a little more joyful.

"That's it."

Tang Yuan responded, then hung up the phone without saying anything more, and turned to look at the door of the office: "Mr. Xiao, has someone picked it up?"

Xiao Yayue just saw Tang Yuan talking on the phone, so she stood in front of the office door and did not come in. It was not until Tang Yuan finished the call that she walked in with high heels.

"Director Tang, everyone has been picked up and is currently undergoing a comprehensive examination. Later, Director Zhu Mingxuan will lead a team of experts to remotely connect to the Massachusetts General Hospital in the United States to conduct a joint consultation."

Xiao Yayue was wearing a light-colored women's suit, with long black and silky hair tied up high. Facing Tang Yuan's question, she nodded lightly and responded.

"How long will the inspection take?"

Tang Yuan picked up the slightly cold coffee in front of him and asked him casually.

"About 15 minutes."

Xiao Yayue raised her right hand, glanced at the time on her wrist, and responded softly.

Tang Yuan nodded slightly, raised his head and drank the coffee in the cup, and then stood up from the chair: "Let's go, he is an elder after all, it would be rude not to take a look."

When Xiao Yayue heard this, she said nothing and silently followed Tang Yuan towards the inpatient department of Zhonghai Zhiyuan International Hospital.

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"Gududu!"

In an apartment in Mingshiyuan, as the sound of boiling gradually became shrill and harsh, Su Xiaoxiao, who was half-lying on the sofa and sleeping soundly, suddenly opened her eyes as if on a nerve reflex.

"Oops!"

"It's already five o'clock!" "Why did I fall asleep!"

Su Xiaoxiao glanced at the clock not far away. After seeing the time, she quickly stood up from the sofa, then rushed to the kitchen and turned off the stove that was making soup.

Take out the lunch box, pour the chicken soup, pack the rice, get dressed, pick up the bag, open the door, go downstairs, take a taxi...

The whole process made Su Xiaoxiao furious and in a hurry. It wasn't until she got into a taxi that she relaxed a little.

It was the evening rush hour, and the streets were crowded with traffic. A car was like a sardine, moving slowly forward on the wide road.

Su Xiaoxiao leaned her head on the back of the chair. She looked out the window at the rolling traffic, feeling a little dazed.

Looking back on the past ten days, Su Xiaoxiao felt that it was extremely long.

Insignificance, powerlessness, despair, hope, suffering...

All kinds of emotions invaded Su Xiaoxiao's spirit all the time.

After being diagnosed that day, Su Xiaoxiao's father Su Jingsheng went through the hospitalization procedures at Ruijin Hospital. Initially, Su Xiaoxiao and Zhao Shuyun did not tell Su Jingsheng the real situation, but after learning that the surgery was performed by an ordinary deputy chief physician, the success rate was only insufficient. At [-]%, the two finally decided to tell Su Jingsheng the truth.

Should I give it a try and fight for that glimmer of hope, or should I take conservative treatment and choose to go home and wait for death?

finally……

After Su Jingsheng knew the truth, he resolutely chose surgery.

"Nanny, your old man hasn't seen you get married yet. If I leave like this, I will really feel uneasy and unwilling to accept it. So in order to see you marry beautifully in the future, even if there is a [-]% chance, I also want to give it a try."

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"Wife, I have thought about it. If the operation is successful, I will take good care of my health in the future and may live with you two for more than ten years. If the operation is not successful, I will be happy. Conservative treatment is too expensive. , Our family is not rich, I can't bring down our whole family just because of myself, you and your daughter will have to live in the future."

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"You guys are crying. People say life and death are fateful. If God wants to keep me, even if the success rate is only [-]%, labor and management can survive. If God doesn't want to keep me, even if the success rate is [-]%, it's all in vain!"

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"Cry, cry, cry, can you two stop crying? Let's find a day with nice weather and go outside to take some family photos!"

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"Honey, these are two letters I wrote secretly to my daughter. If I really don't make it through one day, and my daughter gets married and has a baby in the future, you should give these two letters to her respectively, and then tell her for me, Her old man really loves her very much!"

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Many memories are like silent movies in Su Xiaoxiao's mind.

Unknowingly, Su Xiaoxiao burst into tears, and at the same time, her heart felt like needles pricking her, and she felt like a knife was twisting her heart.

At the same time, that deep feeling of powerlessness crazily invaded her heart.

Are you willing?
Of course not reconciled!
Obviously Ruijin Hospital has the top liver surgery experts. If the other party performs the surgery, her father's success rate will reach [-]%. However, they are just ordinary people and have no power in Zhonghai. How can they make it happen? The other party took the initiative to make an exception and allowed his father to jump in line.

Just when Su Xiaoxiao was lost in thought, the taxi she was riding in had already stopped in front of the inpatient department of Ruijin Hospital.

The driver in the front seat looked through the rearview mirror at Su Xiaoxiao, who was holding her head against the glass window with tears streaming down her face, and sighed slightly in her heart: "Little girl, Ruijin Hospital has arrived..."

(End of this chapter)