Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

"You, you have only been in the company for a few days, and you can treat me so presumptuously!"

Pan Yong was furious, his face turned pale, and the veins on his neck were exposed.

Pan Miaomiao was too frightened to speak, and stood silently aside with her head down.

Pan Yijing's expression was calm, and he was not affected by Pan Yong at all.

"Uncle, everyone knows what you have done these years, so I don't need to say more?"

Pan Yong didn't feel guilty at all, "All I did was for the development of the Pan family, so I need you, a brat. The old man is only confused to believe you, a grandson who came out of nowhere."

Pan Yijing's face darkened, "Uncle, please show respect. Grandpa is not stupid. Grandpa knows all the stupid things you did. If you don't want to make a mess, you should go out by yourself to avoid being dragged out by the security guards and losing face."

Pan Yong trembled, his eyes widened, "Come on, tell me, what foolish thing did I do, what did I do, ah?"

Pan Yijing turned his head, "Yang Zhe, take out the information."

"Yes, President Pan."

Yang Zhe walked to the front and handed all the thick stacks of documents to Pan Yijing.

Pan Yijing flipped through the pages with a low voice, "This is the huge sum of 20 million that Pan Yong owed from gambling two years ago. He embezzled public funds and has not made it up to this day."

Pan Yijing was shocked and turned pale.

Pan Yong absolutely kept the matter of gambling arrears a secret. He took over all the arrears himself, so how could it be in Pan Yijing's hands.

Thinking of this, Pan Yong felt more confident, and replied calmly: "This is a frame-up. I have never gambled, nor have I embezzled public funds. You are framing and framing me. In the final analysis, you are going to make me Squeeze away to take advantage of the old man's inheritance."

Pan Yijing continued to read as if he didn't hear it: "This year, high-ranking officials were bribed to engage in unfair competition and vile competition in the hotel business. This is a photo."

Pan Yong couldn't believe it, and was still quibbling, "You are slandering and spreading rumors, these photos must be synthetic, I don't recognize it."

Pan Yijing raised his eyebrows and said nothing. Yang Zhe took out a USB flash drive from his pocket, "Since you don't admit it, Mr. Pan, you should see if it's true."

After speaking, Yang Zhe plugged in the USB flash drive, and a picture appeared on the screen.

Although it was in the dark private room of the bar, one could clearly see Pan Yong hugging the bar lady, urging the senior officials to drink attentively, smiling until the creases on his face were exposed.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm going to rely on you this time. My hotel has been in some trouble recently, and the business of the hotel next door is getting better and better. I...I...you know it too"

The man called Mr. Zhang smiled and touched the hostess with a greasy face.

After hiccupping, the man patted his chest confidently, "Don't worry, brother Pan, I've got it all covered."

"Then thank you very much, then I will toast you again."

"Haha, brother Pan, you are too polite, I don't have any request, just...hehe..."

Pan Yong put down his wine glass and took out a thick envelope, "Brother, I understand everything."

"That's fine, I will help you."

The video was gone after this point. After watching it, everyone looked at Pan Yong coldly.

Although there are no permanent friends in the mall, only permanent rivals, although they are involved in business, they know the professional ethics or industry rules that they should have. Pan Yong's behavior is naturally contemptible.

"snort."

An old Dong threw down the Buddhist beads in his hand heavily, and said in a stern voice, "Pan Yong, thanks to the fact that I, an old man, valued you so much back then, it's a shame to see what you've done now."

"Now that the evidence is solid, what else do you have to quibble about?"

Dou Da's sweat rolled down his forehead, and Pan Yong knew that this nephew should not be underestimated.