Rebirth of the Pampered Wife

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

Seeing Song Jin's ugly face, the company executives present were all curious about what was in that document that made him panic.

Holding on, Song Jin propped himself up on the corner of the table and slowly stood up, pointing to Pan Yijing tremblingly at the words that read "debt and interest-related procedures are borne by the debtor Pan Yong and partner Song Jin." Consciously trembling.

"This... this is fake, isn't it?"

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

Hearing something unbelievable to himself, 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 refusing to believe it.

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

Such a large denomination cannot be afforded by Song Jin.

At this time, Yang Zhe stood up.

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

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

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

Yang Zhe pursed his lips and stepped back without saying anything.

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

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

"please."

Pan Yijing raised his hand with a casual attitude.

Grabbing someone's mobile phone at random, Song Jin entered the password with trembling hands.

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

The owner of the phone was sitting aside, curled his lips and reluctantly entered the password.

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

After entering the familiar string of numbers, Song Jin dialed it.

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

At this time, except for Pan Yijing, everyone's hearts were tensed, and they waited quietly with their breaths held.

Finally, the phone went through.

"Hey, who is it!"

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

"It's me, Old Song."

"Old Song."

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

"Why did you change your number? Don't tell me."

"Ask you something."

Pan Yong was taken aback for a moment, and then replied: "What's the matter?"

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

"Wait a minute!"

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

"By the way, did you show off to my good nephew, you want to avenge me."

Because of the hands-free, Pan Yong's voice resounded throughout the conference room.

Song Jin glanced at Pan Yijing, his tone hurried.

"Old Pan, did you make me a debt guarantor?"

On the other side of the phone, Pan Yong suddenly fell silent.

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

"Old Pan, why are you silent?"

"Old Song."

There was some hesitation in Pan Yong's voice, he sighed, and his tone weakened.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Song Jin's heart skipped a beat, and the throbbing of his temples made him extremely headache.

"That's true."

Pan Yong didn't answer, it was a tacit consent.

"Pan Yong!"

Song Jin broke down and shouted, "You're going to kill me."

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

"How do you ask me to pay back such a large amount?"

Pan Yong's voice was flustered, and he called out a few times for his brother.

"Lao Song, Lao Song, listen to me, when I return to Pan's, I will give you more than half of the shares. Do you think this is okay?"

Thank you for not being less than two tickets, thanks (ω`)