Chapter 1345 Goodbye Pan Jingyuan

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Just when the atmosphere in the office became more and more strange, a middle-aged man with slightly bald hair and a pot belly stepped into the library with a frown.

Pan Jingyuan has been quite depressed recently.

He was originally the deputy head of the catering tower, and he is the most promising candidate to take over as the head of the tower in the future.

But just when his career was going smoothly, a catering association came up in the city.

If it is just like this, it will be fine. After all, controlling the catering association will make Pan Jingyuan even more powerful.

But the president of the Food and Beverage Association was a guy that Pan Jingyuan couldn't do anything about.

Several times of fighting with him, Pan Jingyuan suffered heavy damage.

Not long ago, he was inexplicably punished by the superior, lost his position as the deputy tower chief, and became an ordinary manager of the catering tower.

After decades of hard work, I returned to before liberation overnight,

The great blow made Pan Jingyuan depressed.

And Su Zhusheng, who had previously said that he would accompany Pan Jingyuan to advance and retreat together, did not answer Pan Jingyuan's phone calls after Pan Jingyuan was demoted.

This kept Pan Jingyuan's heart full of anger and had nowhere to release it.

And as long as he thought that all these were caused by worshiping the president of the catering association, his teeth itch with anger.

"Damn Ye Hong!"

Pan Jingyuan muttered a few more words, and suddenly remembered the reason for coming to the library today.

The director of the library said that someone was embarrassing him and asked Pan Jingyuan to come to the market.

Pan Jingyuan was already familiar with this, so he rushed over without any hesitation.

Of course, he knew that as long as he helped the curator settle things, there would be benefits for him.

Thinking of the scene that happened in the curator's office a few years ago, Pan Jingyuan couldn't help but feel hot.

Hehe laughed twice, and rushed to the curator's office impatiently.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the office, he noticed a large group of people gathered around.

Pan Jingyuan was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Very well, the more people there are, the more I can reflect my majesty."

Pan Jingyuan walked into the office proudly, and said as he walked, "Lao Lin, what happened here?"

He looked arrogant and didn't even bother to look at his surroundings.

Seeing Pan Jingyuan's appearance as a big man, many people present took the initiative to make way for him.

"Lord Panta, you are finally here!"

When the curator saw Pan Jingyuan's arrival, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

The curator's wife also suddenly regained her spirits and cried to Pan Jingyuan: "Panta, you have to decide for my husband!"

Hearing the left one and another one, Pan Jingyuan's mouth twitched slightly, feeling very uncomfortable.

Pan Jingyuan did not leak the news that he was demoted, because he knew that this would make many people no longer "filial piety" to him.

The people around were shocked when they heard the word tower length, and looked at Pan Jingyuan with awe.

"Cough cough."

Pan Jingyuan coughed twice, and his face returned to arrogance: "Tell me, who is bullying the two of you?"

The curator and his wife pointed at Ye Hong and said in unison, "It's him!"

Pan Jingyuan didn't even bother to look at that, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his expression was indifferent: "Why don't you come over and apologize to Lao Lin?"

He knew that after the title of his tower chief came out, the other party would definitely be so frightened that he would immediately come over and admit his mistake.

But this time, it was Pan Jingyuan who miscalculated.

"Pan Jingyuan, who are you planning to apologize to?!"

The voice was cold, but it made Pan Jingyuan feel familiar for a while.

He frowned slightly, and finally opened his eyes to look at the source of the sound.

When he saw the pair of ice-cold eyes, he couldn't help trembling.