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This is Qi Yu's calligraphy.
Zhang Qilin is the Mr. Zhang from Yikan.
But what was this accidental car accident?
There were only these three questionable words written on the A4 paper. Xu Liang opened the folder, but the content inside was the financial report of the previous quarter.
The cell phone rang suddenly, and Xu Liang's thoughts came to an abrupt halt.
It’s Boss Lin calling.
Xu Liang didn't think much about it and answered the call: "Boss Lin?"
However, she forgot that this was not Qi Yu's work phone, but her own personal phone.
The person on the other end of the phone seemed surprised as well: "Mr. Qi?"
Xu Liang choked on his words, and his Adam's apple rolled unnaturally.
She moved the phone away and wanted to hang up, but then she felt that hanging up like this would be even weirder, so she had to bite the bullet and explain casually:
"Ah...yes, Heo Kyung came to my parents' house for dinner yesterday and left his phone here. It's the same model, so I thought it was my phone."
The person on the other end didn't know whether he believed it or not, but just chuckled and said, "It's okay. Mr. Qi's pocket watch has been repaired. Then please tell Miss Xu that she can come and pick up her pocket watch."
"Okay... no problem."
Xu Liang hung up the phone guiltily.
She originally thought that it would be enough to exchange work phones with Qi Yu. After all, there were very few calls coming in now, and most of the contact was made through social software.
She didn't think about what would happen at that time.
On second thought, if one day the person who called was not Boss Lin, but her parents, or one of her friends, how would she explain it?
You can't always leave your phone behind?
Xu Liang put the financial report with the piece of paper aside. Before familiarizing himself with the materials for the afternoon meeting, Xu Liang sent a message to Qi Yu.
"Your watch has been repaired, too. Boss Lin asked you to come get it."
…
Half an hour before the afternoon meeting started, Xu Liang was still studying the documents in his office.
She had originally intended to do it for show, but this information piqued her interest.
Proposal on enriching the entertainment life of the elderly in smart communities.
It is even divided according to whether there is cognitive impairment and the degree of cognitive impairment.
The proposal includes plans to build smart chess and card rooms, smart teaching and square dance practice, smart apps, and more.
What Heo Kyoung is most interested in is the smart app. This app is not an ordinary app, but is specially designed for elderly people with cognitive impairment.
It seems that Yian’s smart community already has large-font tablets designed specifically for the elderly, with a simple interface and easy operation.
This app contains a number of educational games and is developed for elderly people with cognitive impairment who have declined in memory, attention, execution and reaction ability.
Previous literature has confirmed the effect of educational games on improving cognitive impairment in the elderly. If these elderly people in nursing homes are encouraged to play educational games for half an hour every day, fewer of them will develop Alzheimer's disease.
However, this puzzle game belongs to Yian, and Tongxin does not have a tablet specifically for the elderly. If it arranges all of them like Yian, the cost will be another problem.
Xu Liang pinched his chin and hissed. He was just wondering whether to ask Qi Yu when Qi Yu's assistant came in to remind her that the meeting was about to begin.
Xu Liang had no choice but to calm down and go to the meeting room.
Yian really carries the word "technology" throughout from beginning to end. The gray-toned conference room is illuminated by cold light, and the edges of the long table are shining with metallic luster.
There was a small robot standing on each side of the room, with two spare bottles of purified water on the tray, and the same brand of purified water as on the tray was neatly placed on the table.
Everyone is here.
As soon as Xu Liang sat down, his assistant announced that the meeting could begin.
Every employee seemed to be confident and very satisfied with their proposal.
They began to report in the order that had been drawn in advance.
When sharing the smart chess and card room and the smart square dance teaching, Xu Liang did not think there was anything wrong with the data and literature displayed on the large slide screen.
But when it came to the proposal about robots accompanying the elderly, Xu Kyung interrupted.
"Wait a moment."
The employee who was reporting froze, and everyone at the table turned their heads at the same time, their eyes all landing on Xu Liang.
"Mr. Qi, do you have any questions?" asked the person who was reporting.
Xu Liang lowered his voice, his expression slightly serious. "Robots accompanying the elderly? Then we might as well just not have to have any human staff in the community anymore."
Before the man could say anything, she added, "Older people are already prone to loneliness and aren't as adaptable to technology. If things continue like this, won't there be a huge number of elderly people suffering from depression in the community?"
The conference room was silent for almost a minute, and everyone's faces seemed to be puzzled and confused.
It was as if these words shouldn't have come out of Qi Yu's mouth.
The assistant beside him was also a little stunned. He whispered a reminder: "Mr. Qi, didn't you say in the last meeting that we could consider placing robots in the smart community? Besides, you also said that we want to develop technology-based elderly care..."
Hearing this, Xu Liang's tone grew even more serious. "Does technologically advanced retirement mean replacing everything with cold, impersonal machines? Then, will the company no longer need you to work for them, and just let machines do all the work?"
There was silence again.
This time even the assistant didn't dare to say anything more.
Everyone looked at each other, feeling that Qi Yu was very strange today.
Xu Liang no longer felt like listening and stood up. "Alright, let's adjourn the meeting. Please send any unfinished proposals directly to my email."
Then he left without looking back.
The employees in the conference room breathed a sigh of relief after Xu Liang left, and a lot of discussion broke out.
"Assistant Liu, what's wrong with Mr. Qi today? Why is he so angry?" one of them asked.
Assistant Liu shrugged. "Who knows? Maybe he's just in a bad mood."
"Isn't our President Qi always calm? And why did he say something so strange today?"
"That's right. Aren't we a technology company? If not technology, what else can we develop?"
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…
Xu Liang returned to the office in a bad mood.
Placing robots in retirement communities?
It’s amazing that Qi Yu could come up with this idea.
She is not against technology, but she does not want even the most basic contact and communication between people to become communication between people and machines.
I studied psychology in my studies, and during my internship I treated and accompanied the elderly in the hospital, and I also provided intensive care in a nursing home.
She once saw an elderly man with depression huddled in a corner, crying silently without saying a word.
She understood that what the elderly needed at this time was warm companionship, not a cold machine.
What's more, the development of the elderly care industry is closely related to everyone's future. She doesn't want to be in a nursing home in a few years, being taken care of by inhumane machines.
So she still couldn't understand Qi Yu.
What was even more difficult for her to adapt to was that he entered her favorite elderly care industry with his identity.
After sitting in the office for ten minutes, Xu Liang took the car keys and left.
Compared to Xu Liang, Qi Yu was not much better.
After meeting Mr. Zhang in the morning, he came to Tongxin in the afternoon.
He thought he only needed to work in the office, but the vice president came in and called him, saying that he would give massages to the elderly in the afternoon.
Qi Yu was a little surprised: "Aren't there nurses for these things?"
The Vice Dean's smile froze as he spoke, his eyes filled with confusion. "Xiao Liang, didn't you say you wanted to spend more time with the elderly in our institution? Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays are the designated days."
“…”
Ten minutes later, Qi Yu put on Xu Liang's white coat and followed the vice president to the large treatment room at the back.
The elderly people who need massage are already lying on the treatment bed.
When they saw Xu Liang, almost all the elderly people raised their heads.
One of the grandmothers raised her hand and said, "Xiaoliang, it's my turn today, right? I've been waiting for you to give me a massage!"
"Xiao Jing!" Another grandfather shouted, "I want you to massage me, too."
"You just let Xiaojing press it last Friday. Today is my turn. Wait for next time!"
The vice president smiled and helped Grandma Li: "Uncle Liu, Xiaoliang is giving Grandma Li a massage today, let me give you a massage."
Uncle Liu didn't make any noise, he just stopped when he saw the good news and lay down again: "Okay, okay, I'm happy if Xiao Yi helps me massage!"
Qi Yu really didn't expect Tong Xin to be like this now. Although he had come here a few times when Grandpa Xu was here, Grandpa Xu and the old people here were of the same generation at that time. Although they were close, he had never been robbed like this.
He thought Xu Liang would keep a distance from these elderly people. After all, she was such a sharp and pointed person. But when he thought about it, she always claimed to put humanistic care first, so it was not surprising that she would be so close to them.
However, he was already familiar with her often-mentioned 'cold and efficient' working style, and was not used to such intimate and warm scenes.
Qi Yu stood there in a daze for a while, and only came back to his senses after Grandma Li called him a few more times.
"Xiaojing, come here quickly, I'm waiting for you!"
He walked to the treatment bed, wearing a white coat that he hadn't worn for a long time. He was about to perform a treatment technique that he hadn't done for a long time, and his movements were not yet natural.
"Where do you want to press?" He took two medical gloves from the treatment cart and put them on.
Grandma Li's mouth corners were raised, and the wrinkles on her face were squeezed together, but she showed kindness and gentleness.
"I'll just massage my head and shoulders today."
Xu Liang and Qi Yu both studied integrated Chinese and Western medicine in Huaihai University, with a 5+3 undergraduate and master's degree program. For them, studying massage was not a difficult task.
He followed his memory, starting from the Yin Tang acupoint, then moving along the brow bone to the Taiyang acupoint. But after only a few strokes, Grandma Li raised her eyes and asked, "Why is Xiaoliang's technique different today? Did he refine his technique again?"
The old man just asked casually, but Qi Yu paused.
He didn't answer, but just curled his lips slightly: "Do you feel comfortable?"
Although he tried to change his tone, Xu Liang's voice still carried his coldness.
Grandma Li didn't care and closed her eyes again to enjoy it. "It's so comfortable. I just like Xiaoliang giving me a massage!"
Qi Yu said nothing and continued with his actions.
Forty minutes later, Qi Yu rubbed his sore wrist bones and returned to Xu Liang's office.
He had thrown the medical gloves into the trash can and was washing and disinfecting his hands in the sink.
Suddenly, the office door was skillfully pushed open, but he never expected that the body standing at the door belonged to him.
'He' seemed a little angry and put the car keys on the coffee table, making a harsh sound when the car keys scratched the glass.
"I don't want to go to Yi'an anymore!"
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