Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

Considering that Pan Yijing took office soon, he has not really persuaded the senior management.

Worried that Pan Yijing would be at a disadvantage, Yang Zhe thought about it and persuaded: "President, you can think about it, Song Jin is not a simple person."

Pan Yijing picked up the document again, and said in a relaxed tone, "Just ask him something, go ahead."

Regarding this Song and Jin, Pan Yijing naturally has a way to treat him.

When he saw everyone's deaf ears just now, he felt that something was wrong.

It's time to investigate Song Jin. Although Pan Yijing has not had a direct chat with him, he still has a certain degree of vigilance.

After hearing this, Yang Zhe had no choice but to obey.

With two bodyguards, Yang Zhe pushed open the door of the conference room.

As soon as Yang Zhe left, the conference room fell into a silent atmosphere again.

The people present did not dare to show their air, and they all looked down at the documents and pretended to be very busy.

Don't look at the appearance of a white-collar elite on weekdays, there are more than one little Jiujiu in their hearts.

This is the group of people who run away from things and get jealous when they meet.

Pan Yijing crossed his hands, sat calmly on the seat, and waited quietly.

While waiting, the phone rang suddenly.

It was a melodious and beautiful ocarina sound, which became more and more beautiful in the scope of silence.

Pan Yijing's eyes lit up.

This is the exclusive ringtone he set for Lin Yinan.

Lin still called himself.

When they heard the ringtone, most of them were startled, and then they looked around to see who was holding the phone.

Meeting rooms generally have an unwritten rule that they can't hold their phones during meetings.

They looked around just to see who was going to suffer.

To their surprise, it was Pan Yijing, their president, who was holding the phone.

Noticing everyone's surprised eyes, Pan Yijing's tone was surprisingly calm because Lin Yijing was in a good mood.

"Sorry, I have a phone."

Everyone was stunned, then shook their heads with a smile.

"no problem, no problem."

Pan Yi Scenic nodded in apology, then took the mobile phone and walked aside to answer the phone.

"Hello, Miss Lin."

Everyone was surprised to see Pan Yijing answering the phone impatiently.

The CEO, who was on the verge of anger just now, was full of fresh air, and it was hard not to attract everyone's attention with such a big contrast.

After overhearing Miss Lin from Pan Yijing's mouth, everyone knew it, lowered their heads and continued to deal with the matter at hand.

After all, it's the private life of the top, and everyone just joins in the fun.

At the moment, Pan Yijing, who was talking a lot in the heart of the top management, didn't realize the curious and inquiring eyes of those people. He only cares about Lin Yiran on the other side of the phone.

Seeing that there was no voice over the phone, Pan Yijing was extremely patient.

"Miss Lin, are you still there? Is there something you are very worried about?"

"Ok."

After waiting for a long time, Lin still finally responded.

Although it was just a sigh, Pan Yijing was overjoyed.

"I'll be there for dinner tonight."

"it is good."

Holding back the ecstasy in his heart, Pan Yijing said in a low voice, "Do you need me to pick you up after get off work?"

"No."

Lin still had a hoarse voice and a habitual attitude of alienation.

"Give me the address and I'll be there on time."

"Okay, Miss Lin."

Lin Yijing hung up the call, and after talking with Lin Yijing, Pan Yijing held the phone and looked out the window.

It could be heard that Lin still was very tired right now, and his tone was not at all like the spirit he had on the call an hour ago.

Pan Yijing faintly felt that Lin still estimated that something unpleasant happened with Uncle Lin.

Before Pan Yijing could think carefully, there was a knock on the door.

When he came back to his senses, Pan Yijing muted his phone and said in a low voice, "Come in."

"President."

Yang Zhe came in first, his voice hurried: "Mr. Song is here."