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Yana woke up to the sound of the alarm clock, stretched slowly and looked out the window. Outside, it was a sunny spring morning. “How quickly everything blossomed, just two days ago there was no sign of any greenery, and now it’s just like in the fairy tale ‘Twelve Months’ – the grass is green, the sun is shining.”

After taking a shower, quickly getting ready and taking a sip of aromatic coffee before leaving, she booked a car-sharing car and drove to the office.

The office of the medical tourism company was located on the territory of a former factory, which is now turned into a business center. Yana ran into her office.

– Hello everyone, Oksana Fyodorovna, please come to my place.

Little, brisk Oksana Fyodorovna followed Yana.

– What do we have with the patient for treatment in India? When is his flight time?

– Roman Petritsky flew to India today at 6 o’clock in the morning. Our partners should meet him in Delhi. The treatment program and all the additional services have satisfied him, don’t worry, everything should go well.

– Great, keep me posted.

Yana sat down to answer numerous emails, she usually answered emails within an hour, and then did not get distracted and dealt with more serious issues. Yana constantly sought to increase her efficiency in her work, because time management is not everything, you need to properly distribute your energy and attention.

The time until noon flew by quickly, and at two o’clock a business lunch was scheduled with Swiss partners at the famous Vanilla restaurant. Yana met with old partners – a famous plastic surgeon and his assistant – and planned some new marketing moves to attract patients, had a delicious meal, and after saying goodbye, Yana returned to the office.

After conducting three job interviews for new managers in the company, upset that again she did not find a suitable candidate, Yana went to a fitness club for a pilates workout. Yana loved fitness, at 35 she looked beautiful, fit and younger than her years. She tried to practice as much as possible every day, but at least three times a week. Yana also liked to meditate. She knew different meditation techniques, and they helped her concentrate and not get caught up in the fuss.

The company, which was owned by Yana Goncharova, existed for 5 years. During this time, a lot was done, her agency worked with the whole world, managers could organize treatment in different countries for almost all pathologies. But Yana constantly expanded the portfolio of her partner clinics, and also tried to find out current trends and study all the latest treatment methods and innovations.

Returning home, Yana immersed herself in reading another business book, until she heard the insistent ringing of her mobile phone.

“There’s no peace even in the evening,” Yana thought irritably.

A partner from India called. He said that the patient Roman Petritsky could not be met at the airport, because the greeter got into a traffic jam and was late, and the patient still did not arrive at the hotel and does not answer mobile phone calls.

“Oh my God,” Yana thought, “That’s the last thing I need!”.

She dialed Oksana Fyodorovna ‘s number.

– Good evening, but not at all kind – our patient still hasn’t checked into a hotel in India and isn’t answering his phone. Please give me his phone number.