Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Yang Zhe's voice echoed in the quiet conference room with uncontrollable anger.

"Apologize, apologize to President Pan!"

Song Jin sneered, "Who do you apologize to?"

"To Mr. Pan."

"President Pan?"

Song Jin laughed loudly, covering his stomach until his mouth couldn't close.

But this smile is not pure.

This is a blatant mockery of Pan Yijing.

"Why are you laughing?"

Yang Zhe clenched his fists tightly, his face gloomy.

Song Jin smiled enough, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"President Pan?"

"You are mistaken, your master is just a newcomer."

"It's enough to give your master face by calling him Mr. Pan."

"enough!"

Yang Zhe roared angrily, and the only trace of rationality almost disappeared along with Song Jin's arrogant attitude.

Song Jin's face changed, "Yo he" said: "Why, you want to beat someone?"

Yang Zhe clenched his fists and stared at Song Jin.

Song Jin patted his face slowly, his face full of provocation.

"If you dare to tie me, you won't dare to hit me? Give you the face, hit me!"

Yang Zhe pressed the tip of his tongue against his cheeks, and his chin was tight and did not dare to relax.

He was afraid of his slack, and the fist in his hand was sent to Song Jin's mouth.

Just now, the only remaining reason told Yang Zhe to calm down.

Everyone present was an eyewitness. If this fist hits the past, it will cause trouble for Pan Yijing in the end.

Song Jin is not stupid, knowing that Yang Zhe would never dare to do anything to himself in front of everyone.

Otherwise, Song Jin would not have such courage.

"Why, don't you dare to fight? You don't dare to fight. Could it be that you guys are all cowards!"

Song Jin's speech became more and more frantic, and his words became more and more ugly.

Pulling on Song Jin's collar suddenly, Yang Zhe stared at Song Jin, his hand shaking constantly.

Song Jin's eyes widened, and Yang Zhe pulled his collar tightly, so his chin was exposed.

"You...what do you want to do?"

Song Jin was a little scared, his tone weakened, struggling to get his hands off.

"do not move."

Yang Zhe's voice was cold, "I'm really not sure if my fist will land on your face if I move it again."

Song Jin's calf was weak in waves, his feet had long since been put off the table, his belly was sticking out, and his head was sweating constantly.

"let go."

Pan Yijing, who had been sitting in the chair, got up to speak, holding the planning book in his hand.

As soon as Pan Yijing's voice sounded, everyone looked over. His eyes shifted to follow Pan Yijing's footsteps.

Hearing Pan Yijing's order, Yang Zhe hesitated for a moment.

Song Jin suddenly became rampant again, looking at Yang Zhe proudly, pointing to the collar.

"Still not letting go? I didn't hear that Mr. Pan spoke."

Yang Zhe cursed in his heart and let go of his hand.

"Hmph, don't let go if you have the ability."

Song Jin casually tugged at his tie, and did not forget to say some innocuous words to Yang Zhe.

Yang Zhe gave him a white look and backed away silently.

Song Jin only cared about showing off his prestige, unaware that someone was waiting for him in the dark.

Seeing that Yang Zhe's expression suddenly became respectful, Song Jin turned his head suspiciously.

Before Song Jin could see who it was, he was pinched by Pan Yijing's neck and pressed against the table.

Song Jin only felt that his head was suddenly pressed by a big palm, and his face was pressed against the cold glass table. For a moment, the sky was spinning, Song Jin could only feel the cold temperature of the table and the big hand that was no different from the temperature of the table.

He couldn't help shivering, Song Jin was dizzy and couldn't see who was holding him down.

"Don't move, understand?"

An extremely cold voice sounded beside him, Song Jin was stunned and then nodded wildly.

Song Jin couldn't hear Pan Yijing's voice.

It's just that Song Jin was a little surprised. He didn't expect that Pan Yijing would dare to do this in front of everyone.

Song Jin doesn't have time to think about it now. People use knives to kill me. Song Jin still understands this truth.

Originally, Song Jin was deliberately making trouble for Pan Yong today. After all, it didn't depend on brute force to become a general manager.