"Sorry." Chen Zhao looked at the woman he'd accidentally knocked over. He reached out like a gentleman and helped her up.
"I should be the one sorry," Adele said, smiling.
Chen Zhao nodded at her. He didn't care about who was right or wrong.
Everyone came to the hospital because they were sick or their family or friends were sick. Everyone's time was precious.
Therefore, he didn't have the time to argue over a small accident here.
Chen Zhao walked around Adele and pushed open the door of the ward.
Adele looked back at Chen Zhao, who'd just entered the room, and then left expressionlessly.
Chen Zhao didn't notice Adele's gaze.
He was more concerned about Morid and Baliya's injuries.
Thankfully, when he entered the room, he saw that the two were fine.
Morid's head was wrapped in gauze and there were bruises around his eyes.
Baliya was slightly better. One of her hands was in a cast and hung on a frame. She couldn't get out of bed yet.
"President," Baliya called out in surprise when she saw Chen Zhao.
Chen Zhao looked at the two in annoyance. "What's wrong with you two? How did you get into an accident? "
"President, West arranged for us to monitor that woman called Adele. We drove a bit faster, so there was an accident," Morid said, feeling wronged.
"You were driving very fast?"
"Not very fast. We can drive as fast as we can in the city, around 40 kilometers per hour."
Fortunately, they'd been driving in the city.
Even now, they still didn't understand that they'd been tricked by Adele.
No matter how fast they drove in the city, they couldn't go very fast.
If they'd been on a suburban road or a highway.
Perhaps Chen Zhao would see them in the morgue now.
"Why did you give the hospital my contact number? Can't you contact West? "
"Because it's embarrassing …" Morid said shyly.
Yes, it was embarrassing. Too embarrassing.
Because West hadn't given them the surveillance mission. They'd fought for it.
They'd watched too many secret agent movies and suddenly wanted to be a secret agent.
At the time, West thought that it didn't matter who the mission was.
He didn't think too much and just gave it to them.
West didn't know that Morid and Baliya had messed up the mission.
Morid and Baliya were also confused, so they didn't tell Chen Zhao in detail.
As a result, Chen Zhao was confused and thought that it was really a normal traffic accident.
"Uh … President, there's one more thing." Morid looked at Chen Zhao awkwardly.
Baliya also lowered her head and stole a glance at Morid.
"What is it? Say it. "
"Can this car accident be considered a work injury?"
"I've already paid for your medical fees, so you don't have to count it as a work injury." "Plus, your salaries aren't low either, right? A few thousand dollars is nothing to you two."
He wasn't going to argue with them over a few thousand dollars.
Baliya and Morid were the original members of the Supernatural Organization.
They were also Chen Zhao's first supporters. Plus, their strength and teamwork meant a lot to Chen Zhao.
Therefore, they were treated very well.
A basic salary of 60,000 USD per month, plus some allowances and benefits.
Even if they were thrown into Wall Street, they would still be considered high-income people.
"If it's not medical fees, what about the compensation for the car accident?"
"You're mainly responsible for this accident?"
"The police came and issued an accident liability certificate. We are fully responsible."
"Okay," Chen Zhao said. "Do you have their contact? I'll take care of the compensation."
"He's injured too. He's in this hospital now."
"Is he badly injured?"
"No, no," Morid said hurriedly. At the same time, he took out a business card and handed it to Chen Zhao. "This is their lawyer's business card."
"Got it."
Chen Zhao took the card and left the ward.
"Hello, are you Ms. Quily's lawyer, Taryns?"
"Yes. Who's this?"
"Two of my employees hit Ms. Quily's car on the road today. I'd like to discuss compensation with you or Ms. Quily."
"Sure, you can choose a place."
From the voice on the phone, Chen Zhao could feel that the other person wasn't very friendly.
Of course, it wasn't incomprehensible.
After all, Morid and Baliya had hit the other person.
How could he expect the other person to be nice?
"I heard from my staff that Miss Quilly is in the same hospital as them. As their boss, I have the obligation to visit Miss Quilly. I wonder if I can apologize to Miss Quilly in person?"
"Sure, fifteenth floor, room 1501."
After deciding on the time and place, Chen Zhao went to a flower shop near the hospital and bought a bouquet of tulips.
Chen Zhao knocked on the door of Room 1501.
"Come in."
Chen Zhao pushed the door open and saw that the environment was much better than Morid and Baliya's. It was also a single room.
There were two women in the room. One of them was sitting on the bed with her head wrapped in gauze.
"Hello, I'm Chen Zhao, the boss of the person who hit Ms. Quily." Chen Zhao looked at the woman on the bed. "You must be Ms. Quily. This is for you."
"Thank you." Quily nodded.
Taryns took the bouquet and placed it in a vase.
She turned around and stared at Chen Zhao aggressively.
"Mr. Chen, I'm Ms. Quily's lawyer," Taryns said. "I want to know your opinion on this matter."
Her tone sounded like she was interrogating Chen Zhao.
"Of course," Chen Zhao replied with a smile. "As the one at fault, I'll compensate Ms. Quily for her car repair, medical, and lost time. Of course, I'll also cover any expenses incurred in the process, such as lawyer fees."
He didn't plan on rejecting any reasonable compensation, but he was rather displeased with Taryns' attitude.
It was an accident. She didn't hurt Quily on purpose.
Moreover, he'd come to discuss compensation himself.
But Tyrande continued to be overbearing.
"Are you sure you want to pay for your employee's compensation?"
"Is there a problem?" Chen Zhao glanced at Taryns, his eyes filled with disdain.
"This is the bill, Mr. Chen. Are you sure you want to pay for your employee's compensation?" Taryns tossed a bill to Chen Zhao.
When Chen Zhao saw the number on the bill, he felt a headache coming on.
No wonder those two were looking for him.
Because they'd crashed a sports car, the repair cost was $1.35 million.
Together with the miscellaneous expenses, it added up to nearly 1.8 million USD.
Chen Zhao took out his checkbook, wrote down two million, and signed it.
"This should be enough."
Seeing the number, Taryns was slightly surprised. Then she said, "I also want acrophobic drivers to drive dangerously."
Chen Zhao frowned and looked at the two women. "Ms. Quily, is this what you want too?"
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