Chapter 468 Song Jin’s Abuse

Song Jin was just tied up and sent in. They all saw the power of Mr. Pan, so how dare they rush over to seek death.

Seeing Yang Zhe leading the people away, those people hurriedly ran down the stairs while covering their faces while no one was paying attention, and ran out in a hurry.

The elevator was put back into use and everyone was working as usual, not caring about what was going on in the company.

Anyway, just take care of yourself, the company's turmoil has nothing to do with them.

In the conference room, the senior executives who had not gone were waiting anxiously.

Finally, the door was pushed open.

Everyone immediately looked up and saw that the person who came was Pan Yijing. Pan Yijing came in alone, his face expressionless. The senior officials also made random guesses, and no one said anything.

Pan Yijing returned to his seat, put down his cell phone, crossed his hands, and waited for the 'VIP'.

After a while, there was a commotion outside the door.

The senior executives were puzzled and stretched their necks to see what was going on.

Yang Zhe's voice came from outside the door.

"President, we have been brought here."

"Enter."

Pan Yijing dropped this word and stared straight at the door, a faint light flashing in his eyes.

When the door was opened and they saw the tied man, the executives were dumbfounded.

"this……"

"Mr. Song?!"

"Why are you tied up?"

Being pointed at by so many people, Song Jin blushed and his neck was thick, and he glared at Pan Yijing fiercely.

"Untie me, you hear me?"

"hurry up!"

Pan Yijing raised his head, and Yang Zhe understood and asked the bodyguard to loosen his bonds.

The two bodyguards untied the rope and stood guard at the door to prevent Song Jin from escaping.

After loosening the rope, Song Jin looked arrogant and gloomy, and did not forget to rub his hands that were covered with red marks.

Pan Yijing raised his hand and said, "Sit down, Mr. Song."

Song Jin snorted and kicked the seat closest to the main seat.

"Go away, this is my seat."

As soon as the young man who was sitting in that seat saw Song Jin, he quickly stood up and let Song Jin go.

"Please, Mr. Song."

Song Jin snorted and looked satisfied, "You know what's going on."

The man chuckled and found a seat to sit down.

"Look!" Song Jin pointed at the man who gave up his seat, "Look at how sensible this guy is. He is much better than the guy who tied me up."

As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked panicked and didn't dare to express their anger.

The connotation of Song and Jin Dynasties is obvious. Pan Yijing is one of the few people who does not know its connotation.

Even when everyone was frightened, Pan Yijing remained extremely calm.

They don't understand the big boss's structure.

Song Jin's face was full of impatience, and he punched the cotton softly with his fist, making him even more impatient.

Crossing his legs, Song Jin glanced sideways and said in a loose tone: "I'm here, Mr. Pan. If you have anything to say, just tell me. Don't resort to such low-level tricks as kidnapping people."

Pan Yijing sneered slightly, his eyes filled with amusement.

Seeing Pan Yijing's slight expression, Song Jin was a little annoyed. He knocked on the table and asked angrily: "What is your expression?"

Pan Yijing said nothing, raised his eyebrows seriously, and looked at Chenyu Group's planning document.

Yang Zhe came over, pointed to Song Jin's legs on the table, and lowered his voice: "Mr. Song, please pay attention to the impact."

"Influence?"

Song Jin became interested and straightened up, "You should tell me what the impact was. I didn't do the same thing when Mr. Pan was here, and nothing happened."

Yang Zhe didn't say anything and continued to insist: "Mr. Song, please put it down."

Song Jin curled his lips, and a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

"Look at me, I forgot all about it."

Song Jin's eyes were on Pan Yijing, and his tone was deliberately slow.

"You and your dog have just arrived."

As soon as these words came out, Yang Zhe's face immediately darkened.

It's okay to scold him, and Yang Zhe can tolerate it, but scolding Pan Yijing is something Yang Zhe absolutely cannot tolerate.

If Pan Yijing hadn't helped him in a foreign country back then, I'm afraid he would have died on the street.

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