Song Yun gave a wry smile, resigned to having to explain patiently: "Everyone, I am Song Yun, the General Manager of Zhongming Hall, and these security guards are our people from Zhongming Hall. They have indeed made mistakes this time. Although I was unaware of the situation, I am also responsible. Please come with me to the hospital. I'll take care of the medical expenses and compensation for emotional distress."
Song Yun's gaze was resolute as he immediately had someone help lift up the construction workers, apply simple bandages to stop the bleeding, and prepare to go to the hospital for further examinations.
The workers exchanged glances, panic evident in each other's eyes.
They could never have imagined that the General Manager of Zhongming Hall would come in person.
And judging by his approach, he didn't seem as difficult to talk to as the rumors had suggested.
"Manager Song Yun, may I ask if you're just putting on a show, coming here to deliberately play the good cop?"
