Chapter: 1910
Ding!
Cheng Xiaoyu sent the financial statements of Daoling Group to Ye Wudao's mobile phone.
Ye Wudao glanced at the report and handed it to Song Qianqian and Li Meijuan.
This is the financial statement of Daolin Group this year, if you don't believe it, you can take a look.
Li Meijuan quickly took over the phone and checked it.
What's the matter, is it true? Song Qianqian also hurried up.
cut!
Unexpectedly, after reading the report, Li Meijuan disdainfully "cut" and threw the phone back to Ye Wudao.
And make a fake report to deceive us, really think we are fools.
Ye Wudao was stunned: "Fake? How could it be fake?"
How do you know it's fake?
Li Meijuan has a good reason: "First, this financial statement shows that the company only makes one million profit in a whole year. Daolin Group's company with a market value of 100 billion makes one million in a year? Who are you trapped in?"
Secondly, there are no watermarks and seals of Daoling Group on the company's report. It can't be fake anymore.
Ye Wudao laughed dumbly.
Obviously you don't understand, how can you say that the report is false.
The price unit of this report is 100,000.
The company's annual profit is one million and one hundred thousand!
As for the watermark and stamp, because this report has not been audited by Xu Linger, it has not been stamped.
Sure enough, illiteracy is the most terrifying.
Ye Wudao was about to explain to Song Qianqian, but Song Qianqian waved her hand and said, "Little Ye, can you do me a favor."
Ye Wudao nodded: "Tell me, what are you busy with."
Song Qianqian: "Can you help me take care of Xiao Shanshan for a while?"
Ye Wudao had no reason to refuse this request, so he nodded.
thanks.
Song Qianqian thanked her, took Li Meijuan's hand and said, "Mom, take me back to our hometown."
I remember that I have something very important that I forgot in my hometown.
Song Qianqian made it clear that it was the drunkard's intention not to drink.
It is false to go back to the hometown to get things, but it is true to go to meet the "magic doctor" of Daoling Group.
She didn't want Ye Wudao to worry, that's why she said that.
Of course Li Meijuan understood Song Qianqian's potential meaning, so she nodded again and again: "Okay, okay, I'll accompany you back to your hometown now."
Our hometown is going to be sold soon. If we don't take it out, it will belong to someone else in the future.
Song Qianqian and Li Meijuan left.
Before leaving, Song Qianqian told Ye Wudao repeatedly: "Mr. Ye, please don't run around and take care of Xiao Shanshan for me."
If Xiao Shanshan leaves the hospital, there will be a long and two shortcoming. I... I will never forgive you in my life.
Ye Wudao was helpless and could only agree.
After they left, Ye Wudao went to Xiao Shanshan.
Xiao Shanshan is currently undergoing rehabilitation treatment with the help of the doctor.
Xiao Shanshan's slender body supported her crutches and walked forward with difficulty.
Although her movements were stiff and wobbly and unsteady, it was much better than before.
You must know that Xiao Shanshan couldn't move without a wheelchair before.
Rehabilitation training is super exhausting, especially for a child like Xiao Shanshan.
She was so tired that she was panting and sweating like rain, but she still clenched her teeth and insisted.
It is the belief of "walking" that has been supporting her.
Xiao Shanshan squeezed out a smile when she saw Ye Wudao.
Uncle, uncle, you... look at it.
Xiao Shanshan...Xiao Shanshan can walk, Xiao Shanshan can really walk.
Thank you uncle.
Ye Wudao stepped forward and gently hugged Xiao Shanshan: "Xiao Shanshan, take a rest."
Xiao Shanshan shook her head quickly: "No, uncle, Xiao Shanshan is not tired."
I'm going to keep exercising and I'm sure I'll be able to get off the crutches and walk alone soon.
She can't wait to learn to walk and give her mother a big surprise.
Ye Wudao comforted: "Xiao Shanshan, this kind of thing can't be rushed. In case your legs are exhausted, it will be difficult to fully recover in the future."
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