Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Luo Feng didn't update the text, had nothing to do, and didn't want to be alone, so he followed Tan Xiao Radio and ran to Xinghui Entertainment, replacing Zhao Xu as a full-time driver.

A terrible driver.

Starlight Entertainment's employee parking lot is a bit narrow, Luo Feng accidentally bumped into a wall while parking, the white car's paint came off, and Luo Feng exploded.

He returned to the office with Tan Xiao with a long face, all kinds of upset.

"Look at this shabby office." Luo Feng sat down on the recliner with an angry expression on his face, "My toilet is bigger than this one, and the toilet has an exhaust fan anyway, and there's not even a window here!"

He slapped the wall, bang bang.

Entering the air-conditioned room, it was a bit hot. Tan Xiao looked at the fried Mao Luofeng who was looking for faults like a child. He couldn't be happier. While taking off his coat, he complained for his small office, "It's very good here, quiet."

"Okay?!" Luo Feng thumped the wall twice again, "You've fallen" all over his face, and puffed his cheeks and said, "What a fart! The office at the end of the whole road! Have you seen it? It was changed from the utility room." Bar!"

"Tan Jiping is so unkind." Luo Feng loathed him to death, "He is not popular at all, he is so unreasonable every day."

Tan Xiao took a book to cover half of his face, his eyes were crooked.

The antenna on Luo Shaoxia's head twirled and twirled, and the black hole in his brain jumped out of some dark things uncontrollably.

"It's so deserted here, Tan Jiping won't come up with any wrong ideas..." Luo Feng muttered on the table thinking for a while, his expression became horrified in vain, "Do it, play in the office?!"

Tan Xiao buried her face in the book, her shoulders shrugged uncontrollably, and she burst into tears from laughing.

He felt that Luo Feng was obsessed with Tan Jiping's desire to play with him in the office.

Ten minutes later, Luo Feng stopped all kinds of out-of-the-ordinary imaginations, and Tan Xiao took out a tissue to wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Director Tan?" An employee with a Wilderness Fairy Tale badge pinned to his chest poked a red head in, looking a little nervous and curious, and Chi Guoguo's admiration was evident in his eyes.

Tan Xiao straightened his expression, "What's the matter?"

"The quarterly meeting of Wilderness Fairy Tale will start in 10 minutes, can you come to attend if it is convenient for you?"

Tan Xiao nodded, "Got it, I'll be there in a while."

"That," the employee pawed at the door, fingering it uneasily, "Then prepare yourself, maybe you need to make a summary."

meeting room.

All the main creative members of Wilderness Fairy Tale are here.

Over the past few years, Wilderness Fairytale has opened five live studios one after another. Each studio is equipped with personnel according to radio standards. The technical equipment and DJ are all carefully selected high-quality products. This makes Wilderness Fairytale suddenly lose Tan Xiao. When he was a general, he didn't collapse immediately.

Everyone in the meeting room was sitting upright, all dressed formally.

Tan Xiao always wears a suit when he goes to work, he is handsome and personable.

Since he entered the broadcasting circle, he has broken one of the three laws of the media industry——

There are no beautiful women on the radio.

Of course, beauty is just a metaphor, but it actually refers to appearance.

This is one of the reasons why Tan Xiao's real-life photos shocked the Internet as soon as they came out.

Tan Xiao knew he wasn't the main character, so he pulled out a stool and sat down.

When the chief director of Wilderness Fairy Tales came in, he looked at Tan Xiao who was sitting in the corner and smiled awkwardly.

Tan Xiao gave him a shallow smile, indicating that he was okay, so he dared to sit down.

"Is everyone ready?"

The chief director asked after sitting down.

Someone next to him replied: "It's all done."

The chief director nodded, "Then let's have a meeting."

The quarterly meeting mainly analyzes the big and small events that happened in this quarter, the rewards of the awards, and the improvements of the improvements.

It's just that every spokesperson has reformulated his words many times, for fear of offending Tan Xiao with an inappropriate sentence.

Before, they all thought that Tan Xiao's chief director was just a nominal position, and he would not really participate in official meetings. After all, he had never interfered in any affairs of Wilderness Fairy Tale since he became the general director of Wilderness Fairy Tale.

Therefore, they did not deliberately avoid him in the prepared speech, but wrote the speech truthfully.

But also because of this, this quarter lost a lot due to his sudden appearance. It is impossible for them to skip this quarterly meeting and not talk about it at all.

Tan Xiao listened carefully, took a pen to record the key points, his face was as usual, and his heart was clear.

The speaker once or twice did not express the meaning and the sentence was messed up. You can use the vocabulary to say something.

Because of his presence, the meeting was stumbling.

He caused trouble for everyone.

"...Although this quarter has been affected by unfavorable factors—" the director of a certain group suddenly bit the topic when he said this.

Everyone lowered their eyes, looking at their own toes, and from the corner of their eyes, they quietly looked at the unfavorable factor of being idle.

Tan Xiao raised his eyelids and glanced at him.

The director who accidentally said the wrong thing: "..."

The pen in Tan Xiao's hand spun around quickly, and fell back between his fingers. He put on the cap of the pen and said with a gentle smile, "Sorry, I still have something to do. Let's go first, you guys continue."

Everyone in the meeting room breathed a sigh of relief.

Tan Xiao walked out of the conference room, and the gentle smile on his face disappeared instantly.

He has been away from Wilderness Fairy Tale for four years, and Wilderness Fairytale has figured out an optimal operating system through continuous rectification, and the tight fit between various positions is like a giant machine that operates efficiently and stably.

And at one point he even came close to being the culprit that caused the machine to fall apart.

Wilderness Fairy Tale, in fact, he is no longer needed.

He opened the folder, tore off a piece of A4 paper full of words and threw it into the trash can at the door.

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Tan Jiping buttoned up his jacket and went downstairs to attend the quarterly meeting of Fairy Tale in the Wild.

Tan Jiping attaches great importance to wild fairy tales, and he must attend such important meetings as wild fairy tales' quarterly meetings in person.

Meng Lin pushed open the door of the conference room, everyone stood up, and the person in charge who was sitting in the main seat took the initiative to step aside.

"Hello, Mr. Tan!"

Tan Jiping hummed, not getting angry.

He unceremoniously sat down at the main seat, glanced around, half-closed his eyes in vain, and spoke badly.

"Where's Tan Xiao?"

Everyone's heart suddenly turned cold, and no one answered.

Although Tan Xiao left by himself, they didn't evade their words. Someone had poked Tan Xiao a few times before the director made it sound uncomfortable...

Meng Lin frowned slightly, and asked, "Have you called?"

The chief director had no choice but to stand up tremblingly, and said, "I called, Director Tan just went out."

Tan Jiping half raised his eyebrows, "Why?"

The chief director wiped off his sweat, "Director Tan said he has something to do, so let's go first."

Tan Jiping finished the whole meeting with a sullen face.

Meng Lin thought to himself, Tan Xiao, Tan Xiao, you don't even attend the quarterly meeting of Wilderness Fairy Tale, what does President Tan think?

Tan Xiao was not there, so the meeting had to continue. Half an hour later, after everyone had finished speaking, Tan Jiping announced the end of the meeting.

The team members of Wilderness Fairy Tale were frightened by Tan Jiping's low air pressure and did not dare to stay for a second. As soon as Tan Jiping said that the meeting was over, they immediately rolled up their things and withdrew as if they were being hunted down.

Tan Jiping didn't move at all, just sat there looking at the quarterly income and expenditure curve table issued during the meeting, with a pen in his hand.

Menglin rubbed his hands, it was dry in autumn, his nails had barbs, he didn't bring hand cream with him, so he took a wet paper towel on the table to wipe his hands.

A slow-moving employee was placed on the order in a blink of an eye. He held the laptop on which the PPT was placed just now and walked forward quickly with his head down. He wanted to catch up with the organization's evacuation speed that he could not match, but accidentally stepped on his shoelace. He glanced at Secretary Meng, who was close at hand, and exclaimed that something was wrong.

Menglin suddenly felt a gust of wind coming in front of him, and he couldn't figure out where the wind was coming from in the room. When he looked up, he saw the slow-moving employee rushing towards him with his teeth and claws.

Monlin:! ! !

Just like that, Menglin was thrown into his arms by that employee.

The chair was moved half a meter away by the force of his pounce, and he was caught off guard to avoid bumping into the chair Tan Jiping was sitting on.

"boom!"

Tan Jiping's pen suddenly drew a long line on the back of his hand.

Tan Jiping looked gloomy and looked towards them.

Monlin: "..."

Staff:"……"

The employee reacted, quickly got up from Meng Lin, and bowed to the two with his eyes closed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

"Sorry." Meng Lin said something to Tan Jiping, then sat upright, turned his neck around, and waved to the panicked employee, "Forget it, be careful next time you walk."

Tan Jiping took out a wet paper towel expressionlessly, wiped off the traces on the back of his hand, said nothing, stood up and walked out, looked at the location of the trash can, and threw the used paper towel into it.

Meng Lin gathered the documents on the table quickly, and only followed two steps away, when Tan Jiping suddenly stood still at the door, his eyes fixed on the trash can.

Then he did something that surprised Monlin and the terrified employee by bending down, reaching into the trash can, picking up a discarded A4 sheet, shaking it, flattening it, and An unsealed band-aid fell out of the bag.

Monlin: "..."

Staff:"……"

There are a few lines of thin and sharp block letters on the A4 paper, simply listing the important points of the first half of the meeting.

Meng Lin saw the word and understood why Tan Jiping picked it up.

Tan Xiao's words.

The pen is bold and unrestrained, the posture is modest, the notes are taken seriously, and the key points are well grasped. Tan Xiao's ability to grasp the key points is the same as his ability to piss people off.

Meng Lin could even imagine Tan Xiao's serious expression sitting in a corner of the meeting room through his handwriting, not at all as if he was careless and didn't want to have a meeting.

Meng Lin understood immediately.

Tan Xiao didn't leave because he didn't want to have a meeting.

Of course, Tan Jiping knew everything Meng Lin could think of. He frowned and looked at the only remaining employee, and said in a deep voice, "What happened before I came? Why did Tan Xiao leave?"

The slow-running employee: "..." Why did the organization abandon me, why did it let me bear Tan Yanwang's questioning alone...

The unlucky employee hesitated and said the matter, and finally did not forget to express his position, "We really don't mean to run on Director Tan..."

Tan Jiping interrupted him, "Where did he go?"

Unlucky employee: "I don't know, I was in a meeting and I didn't pay attention."

Meng Lin suggested: "Mr. Tan, do you need to check the monitoring?"

Tan Jiping suddenly walked towards the elevator entrance at the corner in silence, and walked there like flying.

"Don't follow me."

Meng Lin knew that Tan Jiping had an idea, and said calmly, "Yes."

Tan Jiping took the elevator to the top floor, the 23rd floor.

There is no shelter on the top floor, the sun is very strong, it is bright everywhere, and it is a bit glaring.

He looked around from the stairwell, and Tan Xiao was indeed here.

With his back to the stairwell, he was standing in front of the outermost fence, smoking a cigarette, with an empty black folder blown away by the wind at his feet.

Xu was tired from standing in this position, so he changed direction, turned sideways, leaned on one leg, propped one arm on the railing, held the cigarette bomb with the other hand, looked at the sky, and exhaled a stream of smoke. Look lonely.

The author has something to say:

Thank you Shilu is not a deer mine x2, the stupid author is actually in a hurry to update the article, there are typos and sentences that don’t make sense... I will revise the article when it is finished, don’t mind, I love you~ (from the lazy author)