Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Nodding his head again and again, Song Jin calmed down, his body trembling slightly.

Letting go of Song Jin's leader, Pan Yijing threw the planning book on the table, and said in a cold voice, "Look carefully."

After getting fresh air, Song Jin collapsed to the ground, clutching his neck and breathing heavily.

Looking at Song Jin in disgust, Pan Yijing looked down at Song Jin's hand that he had touched.

It was Yang Zhe who understood Pan Yijing's habit and took out a wet wipe from his pocket.

After receiving it, Pan Yijing wiped his hands carefully.

Pan Yijing didn't stop wiping his hands until he was sure they were clean.

Song Jin could see Pan Yijing's actions clearly, but he didn't care about this matter at all now.

What surprised him was that Pan Yijing was so strong. Song Jin held his neck for a long time before he felt that the horrible suffocation had eased a lot, but he was still dizzy.

"Hurry up, don't let me keep urging you."

Pan Yijing frowned and looked at Song Jin coldly.

Song Jin was really frightened at this moment, nodded and got up in a hurry, his eyes were fixed on the plan.

After watching for a long time, Song Jin didn't find anything wrong.

Taking a careful look at Pan Yijing, Song Jin's voice weakened.

"Mr. Pan, this...is it okay!"

Pan Yijing raised his eyebrows, "What are you calling me?"

"Little...Little Boss Pan!"

Song Jin hasn't figured it out yet, so be careful with your probe.

The little supervisor who helped him deliver the documents appeared at some point, coughed and reminded him in a low voice.

"It's Mr. Pan, not Mr. Pan."

Song Jin heard it clearly, but he opened his mouth and didn't change his words.

In Song Jin's heart, his good brother Pan Yongcai is the real President Pan.

Seeing the reluctance on Song Jin's face, Pan Yijing didn't force it.

"Assistant Yang."

"Yes, President."

Pan Yijing raised his head, "Help President Song up."

Yang Zhe nodded, stepped forward and lifted Song Jin up with a simple and rude movement.

With the help of Yang Zhe, Song Jin was able to sit on the chair.

After he finally sat down, Song Jin realized that his calf was shaking all the time.

Enduring the shaking of his legs, Song Jin put his hands on his knees strong and calm, forcing himself not to shake his legs.

Patting Song Jin on the shoulder, Pan Yijing's tone was indifferent but with a majesty that could not be ignored.

"From now on, the company will only have me as Boss Pan, understand?"

Song Jin avoided his eyes and nodded perfunctorily twice.

All he wanted to do now was to leave this ghostly meeting room quickly, thinking about just a few casual sentences.

But how could Pan Yijing let him easily get his wish!

Taking out the document that he had prepared earlier from the table, Pan Yijing handed it to Song Jin.

"Here, take a look."

Song Jin put down the planning case about Chenyu Group in his hand, and took over the new document with a puzzled look on his face.

Opening the file half-believingly, Song Jin's jaw almost dropped when his eyes fell on a certain place.

It clearly records the public funds embezzled by Pan Yong during his reign and various illegal income.

These are basically unknown to Song Jin.

"Are you clear, Mr. Song?"

Song Jin gritted his teeth and shook his head: "No."

"No, that's right!"

Yang Zhe snorted lightly, bowed his head and said nothing.

Regarding what Yang Zhe said, Song Jin's nerves began to tense, and his expression became serious.

"what did you say?"

Yang Zhe raised his eyebrows, "What do you think, President Song?"

Song Jin's hands trembled, and the paper wobbled and fell to the ground.

Looking at Song Jin's eyes gradually empty, his expression became more numb.

Song and Jin knew nothing about these things.

Thinking of his so-called good brother doing those bad things behind his back, Song Jin vaguely felt something was wrong.

Pointing to the document, Song Jin still felt a little delusional in his heart.

"Is this fake?"

Pan Yijing's eyes brightened slightly, and he asked back, "What do you think?"