437: Chapter 426: Won’t Let Him Take Off His Pants 437: Chapter 426: Won’t Let Him Take Off His Pants “Please have a few representatives selected to follow the ambulance to the hospital after you get back,” Song Yun said.
“I’ll go, boss.
Xiao Wang and I are relatives, so I can inform his family,” a middle-aged man offered, stepping forward.
“Okay,” Song Yun smiled at the man.
“As for all the hospital fees, our company will cover them.
So, you don’t have to worry about not being able to afford the medical expenses.
Get whatever tests are needed.
As long as the person is okay, that’s what matters.”
“Boss, you’re like a living Bodhisattva in this world.
On behalf of Xiao Wang, I bow to you.” The middle-aged man promptly kneeled and kowtowed three times.
“A co-worker from my village once had an accident, and his boss didn’t want to pay a cent for the medical expenses.
In the end, my co-worker had to have one of his legs amputated, and he’s still bedridden at home.”
“Compared to that, Xiao Wang and I have found a good boss.
Once I’ve taken Xiao Wang to the hospital, I’ll come straight back to work.
I won’t delay the project.”
“Heh, there’s no rush,” Song Yun chuckled, patting the middle-aged man on the shoulder before looking around.
“I’m a straightforward person.
You treat me well, and I treat you well in return.
You’re building this mall for me, so I have a duty to guarantee your safety.
So, unlike those unscrupulous bosses, you don’t have to worry about who’s liable for injuries at work.”
“Thank you, boss.
You really are a living Bodhisattva.”
“Good people receive good fortune.
You’ll surely be surrounded by grandchildren in your future, boss.”
Song Yun looked at all the sincere and honest smiles, feeling content.
Some things can’t be bought with money.
After arranging things here, Song Yun realized his body was covered in blood that was nearly dry.
“What can’t you do besides giving birth?” Li Shishi teased as she approached with a towel, carefully wiping Song Yun’s face.
“There’s a lot I can’t do, like making atomic bombs,” Song Yun chuckled.
“Give me the towel; I don’t want my blood to stain your clothes.”
“I’m not that squeamish,” Li Shishi rolled her eyes at him.
“Right from the first time I saw you, I knew you weren’t easy to deal with.
And sure enough, you’ve been causing big scenes one after the other.”
Li Shishi’s mouth curled into a smile.
“Back then, I couldn’t see through you.
As I tried to clear the fog to see who you really were, time flew, and here we are.
Ugh, you’re such a rascal for being so likable, especially attracting so many people!”
“So, have you seen through me now?” Song Yun quickly shifted the topic as he sensed something off in her tone.
“I have.
You’re a rascal, but an incredibly charming one,” Li Shishi said as she carefully dabbed at his face.
“And yet, there are still so many beautiful women around you.”
“Ah, who can help being handsome and distinguished,” Song Yun sighed.
“Your adoration can be quite troubling.”
“Go to hell,” Li Shishi retorted, not amused.
“But you did do something nice today.
This mall was supposed to take a year to finish, but it looks like it might be done in less than half the time now.”
“Really?
That’s impressive,” Song Yun exclaimed.
“I thought it would take at least a year or two to complete.”
“I know all the tricks of the trade.
If these workers hustle, forget a year—they could finish it in six months,” Li Shishi explained.
“It’s just that they would rather drag out the days since they get paid more the longer they stick around.”
“So the thing I did just now saved me a lot of money?” Song Yun smiled mischievously.
“They say good people receive good rewards, and it’s true indeed.”
“All right, get your clothes off.
I’ll have someone buy you a new outfit,” Li Shishi gestured to a disciple.
“Do you see your boss Song covered in blood?
Use this card and get him some clothes.”
“There’s no need for the expense, just grab something from my home,” Song Yun said.
“I’m the boss here now; you don’t have to listen to Brother Song,” Li Shishi dismissed him, instructing the disciple, “Just pick something out, don’t worry about the cost.”
Once the disciple left, Song Yun and Li Shishi went to the office.
Staring at the red Porsche parked outside, Song Yun grew angrier.
“Smash that car for me!
Damn it, it was useless when lives were at stake.
It shouldn’t be here now.”
“Right away, Brother Song!
Just relax inside,” the disciple answered cheerfully, beckoning over a couple of mates.
Though bare-handed, who said a construction site lacked rods and stones?
Grabbing a steel tube from the ground, they began to mercilessly bash the Porsche.
“It seems we’re both prodigals,” Li Shishi commented with a laugh as she watched the soon-to-be-wrecked Porsche.
“Hmph, I don’t want to see Li Man again,” Song Yun murmured a curse.
“Come on, he can’t hear you cursing from here.
Now get those clothes off,” Li Shishi said nonchalantly.
“What do you have in mind, perhaps some inappropriate thoughts about me?” Song Yun defensively crossed his arms over his chest.
“I’m not that easy, at least book a hotel or something.”
“You’re asking for it,” Li Shishi glared, losing her patience.
“You’re unbearable when you get like this.
Just take off your clothes; you’re all sweaty and bloody, and it stinks.”
“Oh, like that,” Song Yun pretended to be disappointed.
“So you really don’t intend to take advantage of me?”
“Take advantage of your big head,” Li Shishi shouted in annoyance.
After he removed his shirt, his body revealed a network of scars and a decently muscular build.
Li Shishi could not help but become enthralled by the sight—it was the epitome of manliness to her, even if she saw his upper body at home every day, each time left her staggered.
“What are you doing?
I told you to take off your top, not your pants,” Li Shishi chided with a flushed face.
“Oh, so I’m not supposed to take off the pants,” Song Yun said regretfully.
“And here I thought you might have had some indecent intentions towards me.”