Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

To put it lightly, the behavior of Song Jin's group looked ridiculous.

The implication is that these are all invisible tricks, and they can't get into Pan Yijing's eyes at all.

That's why Pan Yijing just allowed them to mess around.

Things that can't be on the table naturally don't need to be managed.

But Song Jin's group didn't know how to restrain themselves, but instead they used Yang Te's assistant next to Pan Yijing to make fun of them.

This is Pan Yijing's bottom line.

Pan Yijing will never allow those close to him to suffer unfair humiliation.

If there are, they must be returned one by one.

Looking at the tall man in front of him, Song Jin realized that Pan Yijing was a difficult person to mess with.

I thought it was a wolf cub who was supported by the old man Pan, but he didn't expect to have fangs long ago.

Song Jin didn't dare to act rashly, but in front of so many people, Song Jin couldn't help himself, and said stubbornly: "Mr. Pan, you don't give me face today, so don't blame me for not listening to you."

Pan Yijing raised his eyes and looked calm: "Mr. Song should think about it clearly, this decision you made may not be useful."

Song Jin glared, "Today you lost my face and beat me up, why don't I go?"

Ignoring Song Jin, Pan Yijing turned around.

Yang Zhe followed behind, quietly waiting for Pan Yijing's instructions.

Seeing that Pan Yijing had just left, Song Jin was naturally unwilling, thinking that Pan Yijing had compromised, hehe smiled, his belly quivered.

"I'm afraid, Mr. Pan is just like that. The old man chose the wrong person!"

Pan Yijing stopped and turned his head sideways: "Tie him over."

"Yes!"

Yang Zhe nodded, understood with the bodyguard who had been standing by the side, and acted directly.

When Song Jin was still complacent, he didn't realize what the consequences would be next.

The two bodyguards were quick-witted, and while Song Jin was not paying attention, they directly tied him up.

Suddenly being held down, Song Jin panicked, and when he looked up, he saw Yang Zhe who was tied with a rope.

As soon as he saw Yang Zhe, Song Jin understood.

Struggling, Song Jin looked flustered and shouted: "Why! Why should you tie me up? You are illegally detaining me."

Song Jin was fat, and Yang Zhe and two bodyguards held him tightly, preventing him from breaking free.

Seeing such an exciting scene, the past employees were terrified one by one, thinking that something happened to the company, and they all stopped to check.

Yang Zhe tied Song Jin with great effort, his voice unhurried.

"Don't worry, President Song, our president just wants to ask you something."

Song Jin turned his head: "Just ask, why do you want to tie Lao Tzu?"

Yang Zhe looked at Song Jin with a mentally retarded look, and replied, "If you don't cooperate, we can't do anything about it."

"They all live under the hands of the president. President Song, please forgive me. It's not easy for everyone."

With the bodyguards putting his hands behind him, Song Jin was pulled up by the bodyguards and barely stood.

Hearing Yang Zhe's words, Song Jin felt a burst of anger in his heart.

"I was with Pan Yong, who worked with you, ah?"

Yang Zhe sneered in his heart, and his face was calm: "Mr. Song, I think you should also know that our president is now managing the company, not Mr. Pan Yong, who was kicked out of the house by Mr. Pan."

Song Jin's face froze, and he stared at Yang Zhe with gritted teeth.

"What kind of thing dares to talk to me like this, when I come out, I will definitely not make you feel better."

There was no panic on Yang Zhe's face, but he replied calmly: "Well, I'll wait. Mr. Song, you'd better go first."

In this way, Song Jin was tied into the conference room under the mighty eyes of everyone.

And those who followed Song Jin were all lying on the floor, not daring to move.