HR Director Alpha and her White Painter

An hour later, supported by a group of white coats, Professor Lei walked out of the special care ward with a smile on his face.

Zheng Lan and the others stood up nervously.

"Thank you, Professor Lei, how is the patient's condition?"

Jiang Ruo greeted him with a smile, and spoke first.

Professor Lei pushed the frame and said calmly, "When I came, several experts had done detailed head CT, electrocardiogram, brain wave and magnetic resonance tests. Through ultrasonic plasma fluoroscopy, the patient's brain did not show any obvious bleeding. , It is basically certain that the skull fracture does not exist. However, it is not ruled out that there is a slight cerebral hematoma that compresses the intracranial brain tissue, which has caused the patient to remain unconscious."

Zheng Lan and Bai Mu could no longer breathe and listened quietly.

Jiang Ruo frowned, staring seriously at the leading neurological expert in China.

"We discussed it later, decisively adopted the most advanced infrared curve scanning technology in the world, and carried out in-depth exploration and treatment. It is certain that the patient's life is not in danger. It is only a matter of time before coma. How should I put it, the human body is a human body. It is a very complex life tissue, and each individual has different degrees of difference. According to my own speculation, the patient can wake up as soon as 24 hours later."

Professor Lei's flat tone has the calmness and rigor unique to senior intellectuals. He looked around the crowd with wise and deep eyes, and said calmly, "We will continue to observe the patient's intracranial pressure and other vital symptoms. Family members don't need to worry too much."

"Thank you, Professor Lei."

Jiang Ruo understood, took a long breath, and held Professor Lei's hand full of gratitude, "It's really hard work, Professor Lei, go and rest."

"Where, Mr. Jiang is too polite."

Professor Lei nodded with a smile, and left quickly under the arrangement of Assistant Xing and others.

Zheng Lan, who heard clearly, wept with joy, Bai Mu covered her face, her shoulders trembled.

Great.

That's great.

Lao Yan is fine, it's fine...

Wang Jie, Zhao Shanshan and others also showed relieved smiles, and the smog that shrouded everyone's hearts finally dissipated.

At this time, Rick brought a few bags of delicate and compact insulation boxes.

Open the lid of the box, the hot air is dense, and the tangy aroma permeates.

Everyone with a big stone in their hearts began to enjoy the midnight snack in a happy mood.

Everyone has been busy all day, and the feeling of fear is really uncomfortable.

After unloading the heavy burden, my physiology responded, and I was already weak and hungry.

Jiang Ruo sat sideways in front of the white curtain, carefully picked up the stainless steel spoon, blew on it, and when the temperature cooled down, he handed the most delicious Yinque chicken porridge in Hangzhou to the mouth of the white curtain.

Bai Mu's pretty face immediately flushed with shame, glanced at Zheng Lan who was not far away, and said softly, "Sister... my mother is here..."

"What? Are you shy?" Jiang Ruo's lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and she turned around slowly under the petrified eyes of Bai Mu on the spot.

"Auntie, Ruoruo feed you some porridge."

Jiang Ruo's bright and beautiful eyes blinked mischievously at the "dumb" Zheng Lan, the spoon reflected the light, and waited peacefully in Zheng Lan's mouth.

The embarrassing Zheng Lan showed a bitter smile that seemed extremely forced no matter how you looked at it, closed her old eyes, and ate obediently.

Everyone at the scene was dumbfounded, feeling that the world is not round but square.

"..." Bai Mu's embarrassing cancer was almost on the verge of committing it.

"Trench digging, awesome." Wang Jie's eyeballs almost popped out.

"..." Zhao Shanshan dropped her hand silently while eating supper, and could only hold back the words "too cruel" in her stomach.

"Auntie, is it delicious?"

Jiang Ruo, who was like no one else around, smiled brilliantly, and Zheng Lan, who should cooperate with you, nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"Auntie, do you like me?"

Jiang Ruo continued to blink her big charming eyes, took out a tissue, and slowly, meticulously, and extremely considerately wiped the porridge stains overflowing from the corners of Zheng Lan's mouth.

"I like it, I like it very much! I like it very much!"

Zheng Lan, with a firm tone, no longer had the slightest reluctance at this time, and showed a kind and loving smile to Jiang Ruo, "I will often come to eat at home in the future, you know, Ruoruo."

"Okay."

Jiang Ruo smiled contentedly, and the two addressed each other successfully from aunt to aunt, and Mr. Jiang has also become the very intimate Ruoruo.

Jiang Ruofu, who was acting passionately, turned around again, lowered his head, spooned a piece of porridge, and handed it to Bai Mu's mouth again.

The picturesque and delicate chin was raised high, provocative and teasing, "Is it ready to eat now? My Miss Bai."

Bai Mu swallowed it blankly and in a daze.

After Lao Yan, there is another mountain in the family.

Being unstoppable by the devil Jiang, she swept away thousands of troops and easily took her down like a mat...

In the special care ward, family members are not allowed to visit at this time.

Wang Jie, Zhao Shanshan and others, who learned that Lao Yan was fine, all went home to catch up on sleep.

Zheng Lan slept in the relatives' escort room next door.

The Maserati GX limousine parked in the underground parking lot of Xiehe Hospital shook for several hours.

"Sister, did you steal someone behind my back?"

"Oh, my Xiaobai is enough for me to toss for a lifetime."

"Really, sister?"

"Really, more real than Temujin."

"Okay, then sister, you can rest for a while, I will move by myself."

"Uh, I'm so tired, sister, I'm tired, I'm going to lie down now."

Lao Yan, who was unconscious, woke up faintly at three o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Zheng Lan and Bai Mu broke down in tears, and the joy of happiness made the whole family feel like they were reborn.

After the reluctant parting, Jiang Ruo, who stayed up all night and was fully fired during the car-shock exercise, was so tired that he fell asleep as soon as he got home.

When she woke up, it was already ten o'clock in the morning of the next day.

After making a phone call with Bai Mu, Jiang Ruo, who learned that Lao Yan's recovery is imminent, was in a good mood.

I went to the company to process a lot of documents. When it was close to the lunch break, an OA approval popped up.

"Bai Mu, a hand-painted illustrator in the planning department, is suspected of plagiarism. Our department has specially applied for the dismissal of this employee. I hope Mr. Jiang will approve it."

Jiang Ruo watched quietly for a few seconds, then called Fang Zhongxue, the senior personnel manager of the group headquarters, with a blank face, and learned about the ins and outs and the detailed process of the whole incident.

At 2:500 p.m., Group Meeting Room [-], which can accommodate [-] people.

Jiang Ruo, chief human resources officer of Boou Group, Yi Dengyun, the top person in charge of the integrity and compliance department, Bu Qiaoman, deputy director of the planning department, Wu Xing, senior manager of the planning department, Gao Ning, senior director of the planning department, Xiong Wu, senior director of the security department of the administration department The middle and senior management of the group, dressed in formal attire, gathered together.

On the rostrum, Jiang Ruo sat on the main seat with outstanding temperament, and the rest of the people lined up, the atmosphere was solemn, serious and depressing.

On the chair directly in front of her, Tong Yihan, the hand-painted illustrator of the planning department, sat upright with a bloodless face, her hands on her knees, and her clenched knuckles were faintly white.

"Mr. Yi is a guest of the Municipal Public Security Department, and is also a well-known expert in the interrogation field. I will not play tricks on my own. Please start."

Jiang Ruo opened the scene without a trace of emotion, her beautiful eyes gleaming with a cold and frightening edge.

"Miss Tong, before this interrogation begins, I think it is necessary for me to introduce the Group's Integrity and Compliance Department. The Integrity and Compliance Department of Bo-Ou Group was established in 2015 at the request of Chairman Wei of the Board of Directors. It is dedicated to making every The employees of Boou Group follow the highest standard of business conduct. Suspicious incidents involving immoral or illegal behavior by employees will be dealt with by the Group's Integrity and Compliance Department. Our department is in close contact with the municipal and provincial public security departments to prevent All improper business practices. If necessary, they will be reported to the Integrity Administration of the Ministry of Public Security for processing. Once the suspect proves the evidence involved in the case, he will bear unshirkable legal responsibility. Please listen carefully, I will read it out next..."

Yi Dengyun's upright and majestic face is like killing a god, which makes people feel terrified.

Tong Yihan pursed her lips with a pale face, lowered her head timidly, her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably...

"Please tell me the truth, where did the inspiration come from for this creation? Is there an original hand-drawn sketch?"

"Please tell me truthfully whether the work created this time belongs to you? Are you willing to bear the administrative punishment or even criminal responsibility for suspected violation of relevant national laws and regulations due to plagiarism, forgery, and alleged theft of other people's cultural creations? ?”

"Please tell me the truth, this time..."

"wait wait wait……"

Tong Yihan was sweating profusely, and a trace of struggle flashed across his face. After hesitant for a while, he raised his hand with trembling fingers, "I... I am applying for a lighter punishment, and I voluntarily confess the truth..."

The gold pen hit the table of the rostrum.

There was a crisp exhortation sound.

Jiang Ruo stood up coldly, her sharp eyes swept deeply over everyone in the planning department.

Bu Qiaoman shook his head in embarrassment, and Wu Xing glared at Gao Ning beside him furiously.

The decadent Gao Ning looked like a mourning concubine, his gloomy face had lost all color like a sickness.

"Nonsense! You are wasting the company's public resources!"

Jiang Ruo's words were concise and to the point, and his sharp reprimand was loud and clear.

Immediately, he left with a flick of his sleeves.

At 5:[-] p.m., an open email about the decision to dismiss Tong Yihan, a hand-painted illustrator of the Planning Department of the Bou Group, for violating business ethics, caused a big whirlwind within the Bou Group.

Because of plagiarism, Tong Yihan's despicable and misbehavior is widely known in the planning department circle, and has become a street mouse that everyone shouts and beats.

Gao Ning, director of the planning department, was publicly criticized by the collective company for his unfair handling.

The white curtain, the snow of injustice.

In this incident, the use of thunderbolt means to cut through the mess quickly, so that the company's righteous spirit can be demonstrated, and the innocent newcomers can get rid of their grievances. The reputation of Jiang Ruo, the group's chief human resources officer, has reached its peak in the hearts of the younger generation of newcomers in the workplace.

The nickname of "Jiang Qingtian" has been passed down from word to mouth, and in the Boou Group Employee World Forum, in the past few days, there have been thousands of employees @江沃集团chief human resources officer Jiang Ruo.

Admiration, admiration, admiration, and confession are countless.

There is also an anonymous employee who claims to be "the first poet in the south of the Yangtze River", who composes a poem eloquently and coquettishly:

Ginger, you are the most beautiful ginger in the world.

If, if you are the moonlight in your heart.

Qing, kiss is you Qingqing is me.

God, I miss you every day and dream of you every day.

The unremarkable doggerel poem, when connected together, is - Jiang Ruoqingtian.

It actually attracted tens of thousands of employees to like and comment wildly.

The self-satisfied "No. [-] Poet Fairy in the South of the Yangtze River" broke out with inspiration, and made persistent efforts to leave a pen with modern poetry:

All ex-ex-ex-ex, collectively, hello;

All the fish in the fish pond are collectively referred to as baby;

All those who are less than scum are collectively referred to as old iron;

All those who get the scum are collectively called Darling.

Only Jiang Ruo, ah, I really want to call you: Dear Ruo Ruo~

Sand sculpture-style post-modern poetry actually attracted hundreds of thousands of likes, and was frantically forwarded to Renren, WeChat Moments, Sina Weibo, Zhihu...

Baidu hot word search list, dear Ruoruo, rushed to the top3 position at the peak.

Jiang Ruo, unexpectedly became an internet celebrity unknowingly.

The world is crazy...

The night wind was blowing, Hangzhou Union Medical College Hospital.

Jiang Ruo's graceful and charming tall figure appeared in the corridor of the hospital corridor.

Rick followed closely behind, holding fruit flower baskets and silver bird chicken porridge in both hands.

Outside the special care ward, three or five tall and strong men stood around with unkind eyes.

With a mournful roar, Zheng Lan staggered and fell to the ground.

The bald man with a fierce face rolled up his sleeves cursingly, and when he was about to commit violence——

Seeing that Jiang Ruolei was furious, he snatched the nylon bag containing hot porridge from Rick's hand without saying a word, and smashed it hard at the bald man's bald forehead!

The bald man fell to the ground.

"Grass Nima!"

Jiang Ruo took off her sunglasses and burst into anger!

The author has something to say: Jiang Ruo: Dare to beat our mother?

White screen: ah ah ah

Jiang Ruo: What are you?

Bai Mu: My mother said... when will I let you come to sleep at home~