What was supposed to be an act of standing up for oneself turned into a self-inflicted slap in the face, and Song Yu simply couldn't figure out why.
"Mr. Yuan Ming is a shareholder of our hospital, and you dare to hit him? Is there anything you wouldn't dare to do!"
"Shareholder?"
"Who isn't a shareholder! Wang Tao, don't forget that if it wasn't for my Song Family investing in the construction of this hospital, where would you be today!"
Song Yu ranted hysterically at Wang Tao, as if the entire Wang Family Hospital should belong to him.
"Wang Tao, have your father come over, we need to settle today's matter. If you can't give me a satisfactory explanation, I'll withdraw my shares in your hospital, and as of tomorrow, the Wang Family Hospital might as well not exist."
With a flamboyant tone, Mr. Yuan, a short and plump man resembling a pig, spoke with an unexpected amount of authority.
