Zhou Yi hurriedly followed him to the office area and quickly recognized the young man. He was Yuan Jianhua, the unlucky guy in the previous takeaway theft incident who had his food stolen twice in a row.
It's not twitching anymore, but it looks very bad!
Someone in the company has learned professional cardiopulmonary resuscitation and has already started performing it.
"Have you called 120?"
"We called Mr. Zhou, but 120 said there was no ambulance near our company and it would take a long time for them to arrive," said He Ling next to her.
"How far is it to the nearest hospital?"
"It's about ten minutes' drive there!"
"Then drive over there, quickly, and ask the traffic police for help!"
Zhou Yi gave orders in an orderly manner.
Don’t worry about anything else now, the most important thing is to save people first.
Tengda Company does not allow endless overtime like that. Precisely because Zhou Yi hates the behavior of "voluntary overtime", he strictly prohibits such a situation from happening in the company.
News of young people dying suddenly from overwork is now happening frequently. They all think they are invincible and work overtime desperately, hoping to buy a house or something.
To be honest, every time Zhou Yi sees news like this about young people dying suddenly from overworking, he inexplicably feels a sense of magic.
He used to particularly like reading a novel, Camel Xiangzi by Lao She.
Xiangzi was a countryman who pulled a rickshaw in the city and worked himself to death just for the desire to have a rickshaw of his own.
Today's young people work so hard day and night just to have their own house.
Everyone thinks that sitting in an office means one must have a better life than manual laborers. But that’s not true. In modern society, especially in some large Internet companies, the work pressure can be ridiculously high.
Especially when the product is about to be tested, I don’t know how many people have to work overtime day and night!
So Zhou Yi didn't want his company to become a sweatshop. If that were the case, he would rather not open this company.
Someone nearby said, "Old Yuan is under a lot of pressure right now. I heard him say before that he had finally caught up with his goddess and that he was going to marry her once he made enough money!"
"We asked why he had to earn enough money, and they said the only requirement from the girl's family was that they had to own a house in Jingzhou, so he had to work harder and make more money."
"As a result, now..."
Zhou Yi waved his hand: "Stop talking about this, save people first!"
The stretcher was brought over and quickly sent to the car, where the company's best driver was already waiting.
Someone else called the police and asked the traffic police to help.
This is also another area that we are vigorously promoting. When an ambulance cannot provide timely rescue and a private car is needed to transport a critically ill patient, you can ask the traffic police to help clear the way.
Soon, the business car carrying Yuan Jianhua was driven out. Not long after, traffic police comrades on motorcycles arrived. After asking a few questions, they began to provide emergency escort.
"Lao Quan, stay here and stay. Sister Yu, let's go to the hospital first!"
Sister Yu, Director Yu, is the company's financial director and the God of Wealth.
Going to the hospital, regardless of other things, at least money is necessary.
"Okay, Mr. Zhou." Sister Yu nodded.
Soon Zhou Yi went downstairs and drove straight to the hospital.
After Zhou Yi left, He Ling looked at her colleagues and said, "I know everyone took photos just now. Remember not to say anything nonsense. Do you understand?"
Their company is different from other companies, the boss is an internet celebrity.
Think about it, Ayi, you are always serious and always talk about abiding by the law, but now, someone in your company is about to die suddenly!
What about the labor law? What about the labor law you were always talking about?
He Ling would not be surprised at all if such a rhythm occurred.
By that time, all kinds of self-media will swarm in like flies smelling blood.
So let me explain it in advance to avoid any problems later.
The company employees nodded one after another. Everyone knew that the boss was a serious person.
He Ling and Lao Quan maintained order in the company, while on the other side, the old driver drove the car and rushed to the hospital as quickly as possible under the escort of the traffic police in front.
This is really a good idea. If you encounter an emergency and 120 cannot arrive immediately, it is really a good idea to drive the patient in your private car and contact the traffic police in advance.
Because these things are also achievements that can be publicized for traffic police comrades.
After arriving at the hospital, the traffic police helped carry the patient out of the car, sent him to the hospital, and then left.
After that, Zhou Yi drove to the hospital.
"Mr. Zhou, you're here!"
A staff member came forward and said.
"How is the situation?" Zhou Yi asked as he entered the hospital.
"We are still checking, but the situation is serious and emergency treatment is underway."
"Okay, everything is done according to the doctor's instructions."
There was no point in being anxious at this time. Zhou Yi asked someone to notify Yuan Jianhua's family. He had just won the beauty, but now this problem arose.
After waiting for about forty to fifty minutes, Huang Weiwei, who was assigned to take care of Zhou Yi, stepped forward and said, "Mr. Zhou, Yuan Jianhua's parents are coming soon. Do you think you could step aside..."
It's not that serious, the main thing is that young people are working in your company, and then they are sent to the hospital for emergency treatment for no apparent reason. If you meet someone with a bad temper, they might just resort to violence.
A hint of hesitation flashed across Zhou Yi's face when he heard this. This was indeed a problem. With the system, he seemed to often encounter unreasonable people.
Just as I was getting up to leave, I saw a couple in their fifties walk in, asking, "Where's Jianhua? How did Jianhua...Mr. Zhou?"
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