I Pissed Off Mr. CEO

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Chapter 1 Discharge

City S, suburb, Fourth People's Hospital.

The high wall solidly surrounds the hospital with a large area surrounded by reinforced concrete. People outside can get in, and people inside can't get out.

Whenever patients are admitted to this hospital, very few can be taken out. Most of the patients will stay in their entire lives and die.

For what, because this is a sanitarium. The surrounding walls are higher than the prison walls, and security facilities to prevent patients from escaping are comparable to prisons.

Anyone with a mental illness who has been sent in has no chance to escape unless a family member is willing to take it back.

This special hospital has existed in City S for many, many years. Countless patients were sent in, and finally carried out. One in and one out was a lifetime.

An Zhisu has lived there for five years, and similar scenes have seen numbness. But she always knew that she would be able to go out, just a matter of time.

Maybe it is God's favor. An Zhisu lived obediently for five years. She did not cry or make trouble for five years. She cooperated with injections and medication. Finally, five years later, she was told that her spirit had recovered and she could leave.

In the winter afternoon, the warm sun was on the head, and the golden sunlight was gently sprinkled on the thin back of An Zhisu. She stood in front of the heavy hospital iron gate, waiting for the iron gate that imprisoned her for five years to open slowly.

Clang ... clang ...

The pulley of the iron gate rubbed against the ground, making a harsh noise, like a summer thunder, that cut through the afternoon tranquility.

A pair of feet in canvas shoes came out of the door, looking up at the slim ankles, and straight legs were wrapped in a pair of washed white jeans.

The jeans are a bit dated, with a row of gorgeous embroidery embroidered on the right leg from the knee to the pocket. Superb hand embroidery is probably the most valuable place for these pants.

Looking further up, An Zhisu's unshaven waist was covered with a simple white sweater, pure like her face, without a trace of blood.

The piercing north wind passed through her weakened body, her hair was messy with the wind, and the exquisite features were hidden in the hair. Frosty look.

Toot!

Outside the hospital gate, a white car was parked only ten meters away from An Zhisu. The owner of the car leaned on the door, and seemed impatient, and reached out and pressed the steering wheel twice.

An Zhisu stepped on the sound of the impatient horn, and walked slightly briskly. At a distance of ten meters, in an blink of an eye, An Zhisu extended his arms and gave the person a solid hug.

"Girl, I'm finally out."

Song Jiaren twisted up her unhappy Damei, and pulled An Zhisu's back collar to distance herself: "Don't talk to me in the tone you just released from your sentence, and dislike it."

An Zhisu nodded curtly: "Yes, my barrister, thank you for taking the time to pick me up in your busy schedule. Daen Dade, unforgettable, can only have a grass ring in his next life."

Song Jiaren, who was listening to these words, was comfortable and made a gesture: "Get in the car, you haven't been infected with neurosis for a long time, and your brain is still clear, so you can tell who your benefactor is."

An Zhisu got into the car according to his words, and just as soon as he fastened his seat belt, Song Jiaren who had started the car threw a yellow leather portfolio to her.

"Mobile phone, wallet, passport, ID card, and driver's license are all ready for you." Song Jiaren is a lawyer and has always been in full swing. Before An Zhisu had to come out, she had helped her get these documents ready.

"Are you going to wear the jade you brought?" An Zhisu opened the portfolio without looking at other things. The first thing was to find the things that were most important to her.

"Yu Pei is not in there, in the drawer in front of you." Song Jiaren vacated a finger and pointed to the car drawer in front of her.

An Zhisu nodded and pulled away, took out a brocade box from the inside, opened the brocade box, and a circular jade pendant lay inside. It is the simplest jade ring style, and it looks nothing valuable, but for An Zhisu now, this is her most precious thing.

An Zhisu put Yu Pei in his palm, held it tightly, and looked at the continuously receding scenery outside the car window. After a long time, it seemed that he had finally made up his mind. The voice seemed to come from the distant sky: "Beauty, send me to the prosperous consortium."

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