Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

The strings in Song Jin's heart were directly broken, and his face was extremely pale.

The company executives present saw Song Jin's face so ugly, and they all wondered what content in the document could make him panic.

Strongly holding on, Song Jin slowly stood up against the corner of the table, trembling and pointed to Pan Yijing to the word that read "Debt and interest related procedures shall be borne by debtor Pan Yong and partner Song Jin." Trembling consciously.

"This...this is fake, right?"

Looking at Song Jin's expectant eyes, Pan Yijing shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's true."

Hearing the unbelievable things, Song Jin's eyes widened and his eyes gradually became dull.

Pan Yijing approached, took away the document in his hand, and sneered: "This is Mr. Pan you have always trusted?"

"This... this is fake, I don't believe it."

Song Jin clenched his fists and shook his head, still not convinced.

He didn't believe his best brother would put him in debt without his knowledge, and he couldn't either.

Such a large denomination is not something Song Jin can afford.

At this time, Yang Zhe stood up.

"Mr. Song, if you don't believe me, you can ask yourself. After all, we have also investigated."

Song Jin panicked, turned his head and gave Yang Zhe a vicious look.

"Shut up, don't try to sow discord."

Yang Zhe pursed the corners of his mouth and stepped back without saying anything.

Looking back, seeing Pan Yijing's calm expression, Song Jin's heart tightened and his throat twitched.

"This... I need to personally confirm this matter."

"please."

Pan Yijing's hands are free.

After grabbing someone's cell phone, Song Jin's hands trembled as he casually entered the password.

Of course the password was wrong, Song Jin threw the phone on the table and yelled, "Open it for me."

The owner of the phone sat beside him, pouted and entered the password reluctantly.

As soon as the phone was unlocked, Song Jin grabbed it.

Entering the string of familiar numbers, Song Jin dialed it out.

While waiting, the melodious music came, and I recalled in the conference room.

At this moment, except for Pan Yijing, everyone's heart clenched, holding their breath and waiting quietly.

Finally, the phone got through.

"Hey, who is it!"

When Pan Yong's voice came, Song Jin looked flustered and turned around with Pan Yijing on his back.

"It's me, Lao Song."

"Old Song."

Hearing that it was Song Jin, Pan Yong's tone relaxed.

"Why did you change the number, and you didn't tell me."

"Ask you something."

Pan Yong was stunned for a moment, then replied, "What's the matter?"

"Don't worry about it, just confirm with you."

"Wait a minute!"

There was a moving voice over the phone, and Pan Yong's voice was much clearer.

"By the way, have you set up a show for my good nephew? You want to avenge me."

Because of the speakerphone, Pan Yong's voice resounded throughout the conference room.

Song Jin glanced at Pan Yijing with a hurried tone.

"Old Pan, have you made me a debt guarantor?"

On the other side of the phone, Pan Yong suddenly became quiet.

Song Jin vaguely felt a bad premonition in his heart, but he continued to ask.

"Old Pan, why don't you speak?"

"Old Song."

Pan Yong's voice was a little hesitant, and he sighed, his tone weakened.

"I'm sorry, brother!"

Song Jin's heart skipped a beat, and the throbbing of his temples gave him an incomparable headache.

"That's true."

Pan Yong did not answer, it was a default.

"Pan Yong!"

Song Jin collapsed and shouted, "You are going to kill me."

"I...I can't help it."

"So many amounts, how do you ask me to pay it back?"

Pan Yong's voice was flustered and he called out a few brothers.

"Lao Song, Lao Song, listen to me, when I return to the Pan family, I will give you more than half of the shares, do you think it's okay?"