Chapter 197 Front
"What?"
"A year ago, I participated in an outdoor event organized by the Chamber of Commerce in Moshan. I've had epilepsy since childhood, but it's always been well-controlled and I don't have seizures often. That day, there were a lot of flashes directed at me, and I hadn't slept for 24 hours due to work, which led to a sudden seizure. The Chamber of Commerce organizers were inexperienced and didn't have a team doctor or an AED. It was you who performed CPR on me for 40 minutes until the ambulance arrived up the mountain."
Qiao Suisui was stunned for a long time, and it took a long time to recall what had happened. Firstly, it was a long time ago, and secondly, she hadn't taken it seriously at all. She had appeared at that event that day to do a part-time job that paid 50 yuan an hour, serving tea, pouring water, and cleaning up the venue. In the end, because something went wrong at the event, the organizer refused to pay them.
It was a scorching day, and she braved the scorching sun to pick up other people's empty mineral water bottles one by one. She worked odd jobs for 8 hours, being ordered around, but in the end she didn't earn a penny. To be honest, no other incident that day left a deeper impression on her than saving Guan Weizhi.
"I see. But I think anyone with first aid experience would step forward at that time. Teacher Guan, you don't have to worry too much."
"Do you have any first aid experience?"
Qiao Suisui smiled a little embarrassedly, "No, I learned it, but I never used it afterwards. Actually, that day was my first time doing first aid, and I'm glad I could help."
What does it mean to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation for 40 minutes continuously?
You should know that performing cardiopulmonary resuscitation for 10 minutes is already a very physically demanding task, and 40 minutes usually requires multiple rescuers to take turns to ensure the quality and frequency of compressions.
But Qiao Susu remained silent and kept repeating the standard first aid steps without giving up.
Guan Weizhi lost consciousness at the time, and upon waking up later, he realized that a student had saved him. To express their gratitude, the Guan family spent considerable time tracking down Qiao Suisui and finding out where she attended school. The Guan family, known for their strict upbringing and meticulous approach to matters, didn't simply send a secretary to give Qiao Suisui money as a token of gratitude. Instead, Guan's father specifically instructed that upon discharge from the hospital, Guan Weizhi personally thank the student, understand their needs, and help them if possible.
It was a rainy day. Guan Weizi was sitting in the back seat of a Maybach and saw through the car window the girl running out with a school uniform on her head.
Her figure was thin and slender. The hem of her navy blue school uniform skirt just reached her knees, revealing her slender white calves. She wore a white shirt tucked into her school uniform skirt. The white shirt had been soaked by the rain and was sticking to her thin back, revealing traces of her light pink underwear.
The wet white shirt wrapped around her slender chest line, and her long ponytail swept across Guan Wei's heart as she jumped over the puddles.
"Are you sure it's her?"
Hearing the question, the driver nodded and handed Guan Weizhi a document with both hands from the front driver's seat: "Yes, Mr. Guan asked someone to do a background check before coming here, and it's all here."
Guan Weizi took it but didn't look at it immediately. His eyes were fixed on Qiao Susu who was hiding from the rain under the corridor.
It was this frail, petite girl who performed CPR on him for 40 minutes, not even bothering to look down upon his vomit when he was ill. If it weren't for her, I wouldn't be sitting here right now.
Guan Weizhi propped up his chin and looked out the window, saying, "Give her an umbrella."
"yes."
He saw the driver walk over and hand over the umbrella. The girl looked at him timidly. Then, she didn't know what the driver said, but she looked towards the car.
The car windows were covered with film, so nothing could be seen from the outside. Even so, Guan Weizhi unconsciously sat up straight because of the gaze she was looking at him.
Qiao Susu sincerely thanked the driver. Her hair, wet by the rain, was still stuck to her neck and chin on her delicate little face. Her snow-white skin was slightly flushed, and her deer-like eyes seemed to be on alert at all times. Now she relaxed a little and smiled at the driver.
Just like that, the girl's smile passed through the rain-covered car window and left a mark on Guan Weizi's heart.
He read her information over and over again. Mr. Guan and his brother both came to ask if he had thanked her properly, but he just perfunctorily brushed them off and did nothing.
Guan Weizhi occasionally drove to the road she had to take after school to catch a glimpse of her from afar. Later, he used his connections to replace her class with a teacher with a strong resume. He also secured some high-quality projects for her father's company. Knowing that her younger brother had excellent grades, he found an excuse to give him a bonus.
The driver, Old Tang, who spent the most time with Guan Weizhi, was a bit unsure what this gentleman meant. Wouldn't it be better to express his gratitude in person? Why was his own boss so secretly attached? And why not just express it all at once? Why did he have to do it in installments?
One day, Old Tang couldn't help himself. Not far from his car, a large group of students were leaving school. He looked in the rearview mirror and asked, "Mr. Guan, aren't you going to say hello to Miss Qiao today?"
Guan Weizhi, wearing a well-tailored suit, sat in the back seat and looked out the window. He immediately spotted the girl walking out of the crowd with her schoolbag on her back. She had a unique youthful aura.
"Yeah." He propped his chin up with his hand, his whole body and even his hair exuding nobility. "She is in her third year of high school now, a critical period. She can't be distracted."
After hearing this, Old Tang blinked his eyes.
Why, you get charmed by some little girl when you go out?
Old Tang muttered to himself, and saw Guan Weizi's angular face through the rearview mirror, and thought to himself, okay, it's your fault for looking like this.
Guan Weizhi has never been a patient man. He's decisive and ruthless at the negotiating table, willing to negotiate tens of millions of dollars with a single word, only for others to back down. His motto is that if money and people can solve a problem, don't waste their time.
But he waited for Qiao Susu for a whole year, and accompanied her through the first crucial turning point in her life without her knowledge.
He then spent another six months to stabilize the company's internal operations. Then he invested in her school and donated a theater directly to the Department of Drama and Literature. He also took a job there and started a life of receiving five insurances and one fund.
Guan Weizhi chose a subject with the lowest entry threshold, and then found a professional team to help him prepare lessons, lecture materials and PPTs, as well as deal with a series of content related to his major, without any mistakes.
Facing Qiao Susu, he became the most patient player, getting closer little by little, just to hit the most beautiful home run.
But maybe his intuition was too sensitive, he always felt that the fawn he was raising had suddenly turned into a puma.
Her eyes were no longer filled with timidity. She spoke with a firm gaze and a calm expression. The nervousness and discomfort she had felt every time she faced him were gone, replaced by a sense of confidence and relaxation, as if she no longer cared about any changes in the outside world. No matter how strong the wind blew, she remained unmoved.
This change was very sudden. He hadn't seen her for just over a week. What happened to her during this week?
"How is your father's company doing?" Guan Weizi asked.
If you don't like reading, then don't read, but don't try to dictate what I write. After all, you fell in love with the male characters I wrote, not the male characters you wrote. It's your freedom to choose, and it's my freedom to write. The old readers who followed me from Qie are all very calm, because they know that they can never guess the plot by reading my articles, and there is also a sense of security like long johns tucked into socks. What are you howling about? You are originally a np, embrace the changes, embrace the handsome guys, OK? Type "get peach blossom luck" on the public screen! Those who feel sorry for men will suffer a great loss, I don't have enough to worry about every day, after work and typing, I have to give you military training, I give up! (Carl's tone)
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