Shen Bing certainly didn't think the man was excited to meet a "celebrity" like him. Judging by his earlier behavior, he thought he could take a bite out of Shen Bing. That was what made him happy.
Damn, aren't you afraid of choking on it? Shen Bing thought scornfully.
But he still wore a smile. "Since you recognize me, I assume you know I have the authority to make decisions?"
"Of course!" the man said with a broad smile. "You're the Big Boss, Mr. Shen. This little problem of an ordinary fellow like me is nothing more than a flick of the wrist for you."
Shen Bing stroked Little Doudou's back in his arms. The little fellow leaped to the floor, then darted out of the hospital room.
The sudden development startled the injured man. "Boss Shen, your cat ran off."
"Let it run! It won't get lost anyway. It's much smarter than people." As he spoke, Shen Bing kept looking the man over. "By the way, what's your name?"
"Dong Wanggong," the man answered, though inwardly he felt a pang over the potential loss. A cat kept by a wealthy magnate like Boss Shen was probably no ordinary animal. Losing it would cost a fortune.
How much better it would be to give that money to him!
Shen Bing said calmly, "Dong Wanggong, on behalf of the Illusion Immortal Technology Company and the Phantom Vision Company, I extend our sympathies for the injuries you suffered in this explosion. As for your demands, provided it is ultimately proven that a quality issue with our product was responsible, we will compensate you. Never mind three million—even thirty million would be warranted."
Dong Wanggong's expression soured. "Boss Shen, the facts are right in front of you. My injuries were caused by a