Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

No.

Nor is it.

Tan Xiao put down the newspaper in his hand, feeling a little depressed.

The door of the ward was open, and doctors in white coats passed by the door one after another.

Unfortunately, none of them were the ones he "saw" that night.

gone?Resign?

You overestimated yourself, and you failed to solve the mystery.

I regret not seeing it that day.

Tan Xiao propped his chin, pursed his lips, and wanted to sign his autograph.

The idle days passed quickly. On the day Tan Xiao was discharged from the hospital, Qian Yutong specially came to pick him up. At the same time, Luo Feng and Zhao Xu came together, and the duo of Mo Yang, Meng Jinwen followed behind.Meng Ying also wanted to come, but he was playing in Spain and couldn't come, so he sent a video to wish him a happy discharge from the hospital.

A group of people surrounded Tan Xiao like stars holding the moon. Tan Xiao changed out of his hospital gown and wore pure white casual clothes. He smiled hopelessly, exuding the gentleness of youth. Compared with the baby-faced Luo Feng, he looked more like a freshman who had just stepped into college. Sentimental student.

"I have something to tell you." Qian Yutong held the steering wheel and glanced at Tan Xiao in the rearview mirror. Tan Xiao looked out of the window with his chin propped up. The seat belt was fastened, and his straight long legs were folded and folded. . "I don't want to say it now, you just got out of the hospital, it seems so inhuman to me."

"Then don't talk about it." Tan Xiao said casually without taking his eyes off.

Qian Yutong: "..." Why not follow the routine!

Qian Yutong thumped the steering wheel in frustration, and the car suddenly beeped.

The two people in the car were shocked.

Qian Yutong: I was scared to death by Mamma Mia!

Tan Xiao turned his head straight to look at him, with a serious tone, "Can you drive properly? You can't pull over, I want to change cars."

Qian Yutong said dog-leggedly: "Yes, I will drive."

Uncle Tan turned his head in satisfaction and continued to look at the scenery.

Qian Yutong shed lasagna tears against the wind, forcibly treating a boss as a younger brother model.

Tan Xiao finally let him speak—while waiting for the traffic lights.

The main reason is that if he didn't say anything, he would look back uncomfortably while driving the car, which made Tan Xiao very uneasy in the car.

It was about the dream real estate where he stayed before he was hospitalized. The other party asked him to personally participate in the project planning that was originally in charge of Manager Wang, otherwise the cooperation would be terminated without final payment.

Fantasy Real Estate is the radio station's new major client this year, and their company's advertising expenses alone can almost equal the sum of the radio station's advertising expenses for a quarter. How could Qian Yutong let go of such a big fish.

Tan Xiao rested at home for a day, packed up the materials the next day, and went to negotiate with the person in charge of Dream Real Estate.

The person in charge of Fantasy Real Estate is none other than Meng and Lin, sitting in the coffee shop and ordering a latte.

Tan Xiao was slightly surprised, and sat down calmly, "It's a pleasure to meet you."

Meng Lin: "... Nice to meet you."

The two shook hands politely.

Waiter: "Hi sir, what would you like to drink?"

Tan Xiao: "Cappuccino, thank you."

"Wait a minute," Meng Lin cut off, "give this gentleman a glass of fresh papaya, thank you."

Tan Xiao raised his brows, but did not refute or speak.

The waiter wrote down the list, "Okay, please wait a moment."

Meng Lin uncomfortably took a sip of coffee, no sugar added, as bitter as his mood.

Mr. Tan sent him to meet with Tan Xiao, isn't it obvious that he wants to reveal his secrets?What is Mr. Tan thinking?How could he hide it?

"Ahem." Meng Lin said awkwardly, "I heard that you have suffered from stomach problems recently, so it is better not to drink stimulating drinks such as coffee."

"Thank you." Tan laughed and said without asking anything.

Meng Lin secretly heaved a sigh of relief, he still didn't know what he had exposed in a single sentence, and wondered how easy Tan Xiao is to lie today.

"Then let's talk about business." Meng Lin said, "Fantasy Real Estate was acquired by Xinghui Entertainment not long ago, and now it belongs to Xinghui Entertainment. I am currently in charge of advertising."

"Secretary Meng," Tan Xiao smiled, leaning on the wicker chair, "Stop pretending, we are old acquaintances."

"Tan Jiping sent you here."

Meng Lin had a mouthful of old blood in his heart, he almost had a myocardial infarction, and was about to find an excuse to refute, so he heard Tan Xiao say again:

"You can deny it, but I won't listen anyway."

Monlin: "..."

Tan Xiao's peach blossom eyes were shining brightly, and he blinked nimbly.

Monlin: "..."

Tan Xiao fiddled with the strap, ever since he saw Meng Lin, he had a bold guess in his heart.

And Menglin changed his juice for him, which confirmed his conjecture.

His guess was that Tan Jiping not only knew about his hospitalization, but also knew it in detail.

If Tan Jiping hadn't explained it, who would take the initiative to care about someone who annoyed him?

He, Tan Xiao, was obviously the one who troubled Meng Lin.

Then there is only one explanation, that is, Tan Jiping has been silently watching his every move.

This led him to a bolder guess—the emergency acquisition of Fantasy Real Estate, perhaps, was also because of him.

Otherwise, how do you explain that Xinghui Entertainment wants to acquire an unrelated real estate company?

The word love means you lose if you are serious.

Tan Jiping's attitude finally became clear, and the fog covering them seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind.

The person standing next to him gradually revealed his original appearance.

It's hazy, but it seems that she still loves him.

This is his biggest and most unexpected gain after returning to China.

Tan Xiao took a deep breath.

There is one more thing, he has to confirm one more thing.

Tan Xiao collected the materials, stood up suddenly, and the rattan chair rubbed against the ground, making a sharp sound.

He looked down at Meng Lin and said, "Since that's the case, then there's no need to talk about wasting each other's time. Send me the contract this afternoon."

The waiter just came over with a milk papaya. Tan Xiao took a sip and put it on the table.

"Thank you for the juice." Tan said with a smile.

Monlin: "..."

Tan Xiao raised the corners of his lips, and smiled flamboyantly, "Have a nice cooperation, Secretary Meng."

Monlin: "..."

Monlin, suddenly.

As soon as Tan Xiao left, Tan Jiping came back on the phone.

"How is it?" Tan Jiping asked.

Meng Lin covered his face, being exposed by Tan Xiao so quickly, he was ashamed to face his master.

Judging by his attitude, maybe he even figured out the reason why Fantasy Real Estate was acquired by their company through subtle actions that he didn't pay attention to.

Meng Lin confronted Tan Xiao again after four years, and was completely abused before the sword was revealed.

Sometimes he is very glad that they are not competitors in the true sense, otherwise they must be bruised.

"It's done," he said, "send the contract to him in the afternoon and formally cooperate."

"Think of a way to let him return to the wilderness fairy tale as a guide." Tan Jiping said.

The old blood in Meng Lin's heart spurted out, so the two of them couldn't fucking have a good relationship?Don't make things difficult for a middleman like him!

"Mr. Tan, there is no such clause in the contract. If you add bubbles to it, Tan Xiao... Director Tan is likely to..." Lion said loudly.

Is Tan Xiao a fuel-efficient lamp? !

Let him go back to wild fairy tales?

He's coming back early, so he wants them to invite him?

His uncle just doesn't want to come back, okay?

Mr. Tan!It's an old man's business, can you two save me some trouble?Um?

Meng Lin Yu died.

Tan Jiping said calmly: "He has a measure."

Meng Lin: "...Understood, let's do it now."

Tan Jiping: "Well, hard work."

"It's not hard." Meng Lin gritted his teeth.

As soon as Meng Lin and Tan Jiping ended the call, they immediately put on their vests and turned into Tan Xiao's black fans, and posted negative comments on all Tan Xiao's original voices in the fairy tales of the wilderness.

piss you off.

Zhao Xu was waiting by the car, and saw Tan Xiao coming out of the coffee shop from a distance, his brows were pretty, his face was full of spring breeze, and his steps were brisk, as if he had found his goal, and he was gradually moving towards that goal, exuding an unparalleled brilliance , even the surrounding sunlight is somewhat inferior.

"Director Tan!" Zhao Xu was infected by Tan Xiao's aura, and his tone rose slightly.

Tan Xiao nodded, opened the car door and sat in. Zhao Xu looked at the time and found that it took less than 5 minutes to get in.

Yellow?It doesn't look like it.

Zhao Xu asked suspiciously, "Director? Gone?"

"Let's go." Tan Xiao put on his seat belt, smiling all over his face.

Zhao Xu felt that he had been electrocuted, and said dully, "Let's go." Then he got into the driver's seat.

After starting the car, Zhao Xu asked, "Director, where are we going next?"

Tan Xiaoxiao said: "Go back to the radio station, accept the contract, and I will give you a bonus at the end of the month."

"Okay!" Zhao Xu grinned, he was so happy, the boss followed him well, and he got a bonus every month!

Tan Xiao returned to the office and logged into the mailbox. Menglin was extremely efficient and the email had already been sent.

Tan Xiao printed it out and read it carefully. His eyes stopped on the item "need to be a wilderness fairy tale guide at the same time", and he tapped the table with his finger.

"Ah--"

Tan Xiao smiled, flicked the paper, and called Qian Yutong.

Qian Yutong: "What is it?"

Tan Xiao: "Help me."

Qian Yutong: "What are you doing?"

Tan Xiao: "Give me Tan Jiping's phone number."

Qian Yutong was puzzled, "Why do you want my cousin's phone number? Are you interested in him?"

It's not that he fell in love with him, Tan Xiao said bluntly: "Yes."

Qian Yutong was confused, "Huh?"

Tan Xiao was too lazy to ink with him, "Do you want a contract with Dream Real Estate?"

Qian Yutong: "Think about it!"

Tan Xiao: "Then stop talking nonsense and send it quickly."

"Beep...beep..."

Qian Yutong: "..." What about the degree of revenge that was agreed to kill the father?

You and I have revenge for killing my father!

Qian Yutong's complaints are complaints, and he still has to do his business, so he sent Tan Jiping's phone screenshot to Tan Xiao.

Tan Jiping held a meeting in the conference room. The project director permed his curly hair and explained the ppt on high heels.

All the employees who had the meeting together looked solemn, dressed in suits and leather shoes, and were meticulous.

Behind Tan Jiping stood two assistants, well-behaved.

"This is the marketing department's next quarter..."

Buzz, buzz.

Tan Jiping danced on the table with his mobile phone set to vibrate.

Everyone glanced up involuntarily, and the chattering project director also stopped.

Local, unknown number.

Tan Jiping didn't answer, and the phone continued to buzz, buzz.

When the shock reached the third group, Tan Jiping died.

"Go on," he said.

The originally tense nerves of the project director were disturbed by the phone call, and with a snap, the nerves were broken, and he looked at the ppt he made with a blank face.

She bit the bullet and said, "Well, next quarter of the marketing department..."

Buzz, buzz.

The phone started vibrating again.

Something flashed in Tan Jiping's mind, he raised his hand and pressed down, signaling not to speak.

The project director Ba had no choice but to shut up obediently.

"Hello?" Tan Jiping said.

"I'm Tan Xiao." Tan Xiao's iconic voice crawled through the electric current, making people's hearts sore and soft.

Tan Jiping's body warmed up.

"..."

"About today's negotiation with your company, some clauses in the contract still need to be negotiated. I wonder if Mr. Tan is not convenient for an interview?"

Tan Jiping calmed down a certain nerve that was boiling, "For the contract matter, find the relevant person in charge."

Tan Xiaoxiao said: "If Mr. Tan doesn't want your person in charge to have any accidents, it's better to ask you to come forward in person."

Tan Jiping: "What do you want?"

"I didn't think about it," Tan said with a smile, "I want to treat Mr. Tan to a meal."

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