"""
Pan Cheng froze for a few seconds, but quickly regained his composure, "Haha... Chairman Cheng, that's not something to joke about."
"Really? I also think it should be a joke." Cheng Qiaobei slowly stood up and, as he walked, said, "My wife is beautiful, has a good heart, and is kind. But she's too kind, sometimes giving too many chances to those who are immoral and have no bottom line, to the point they take advantage. But I'm different from her. I have a bad temper, I lack manners. When I encounter people like that, if you admit your mistake and change, I'll give you a way out. If you don't admit or change, then it's your own funeral."
Cheng Qiaobei walked behind Pan Cheng, placed his phone on the table, and opened a video.
"Manager Pan, is the person in the video you?"
"..."
Pan Cheng really wanted to say it wasn't him, but the scene was so clear, capturing him from all angles, making it hard to deny.