Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

"Director Tan!"

As soon as Tan Xiao stepped into Xinghui Entertainment, someone recognized him immediately.

"You are back, have you eaten yet?"

Tan Xiao turned his head and looked over. It was the little assistant who was in charge of delivering his meals before, and he trotted over.

Zhao Xu folded his arms in hostility.

Assistant: "...Hi?"

Tan Xiao nodded, turned around and got on the elevator.

Zhao Xu was a little puzzled. The attitude of the people of Xinghui entertainment towards the director seemed to be different from what he had imagined?

Tan Xiao didn't stop and explain, and led Zhao Xu straight to the general leadership office.

The little assistant walked into the elevator next door and went straight up to the 22nd floor.

Xinghui Entertainment CEO Office Secretary Office.

The little assistant knocked on Menglin's office door.

Meng Lin didn't raise his head, and said, "Come in."

The little assistant came in lightly and closed the door.

"What's wrong?" Menglin stopped writing.

The assistant said, "Director Tan is here."

Meng Lin turned the pen around and looked in the direction of Tan Jiping's office, "Understood, you warm things up and bring them to him, as usual."

The little assistant wondered: "Director Tan said he ate it."

Meng Lin closed the pen cap, stood up, and smiled, "It's for you, where does he have time for lunch, you go and get it."

If you don't throw away a portion every day, you will waste your mind and food.

How bad.

Assistant: "...Okay."

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Tan laughed and said that he had something to fetch and he wanted to go out for a while.

Zhao Xu was going to get it for him, but Tan Xiao said no need, put down the briefcase, let Zhao Xu wait for him in the office alone, and went out by himself.

Looking at the office without even a window, Zhao Xu suddenly felt that Director Luo's words had become a little more believable.

Tan Xiao went up to the highest floor and walked up a flight of stairs. He was hot and sweaty. He took off his suit jacket, rolled up his cuffs, and loosened his tie.

Tried the password of the anti-theft door, but it didn't change.

He walked to the place where the phone fell last time, leaned on the guardrail and looked down.

The drain crevices are clean, not a single mobile phone remains.

fell?

Tan Xiao visually measured the depth and width of the drainage gap and found it unlikely.

Tan Jiping picked it up?

Ah.

Less likely.

Tan Xiao bowed his waist, and leaned down a little more. The wind hurt his eyes, and his vision was slightly shifted. He fell from a high place, and he felt dizzy for a while, so he endured a quick glance at the drainage gap.

Still haven't seen it.

Forget it, maybe it really fell.

Hope it didn't hit anyone.

Tan Xiao sighed.

The wind blew his tie up, his trousers clinging to his legs, his hair dancing wildly.

Not finding the phone, Tan Xiao put on his coat, re-tied his tie, and went back to the office.

In the office, Zhao Xu was drooling over the five microwave boxes.

The door opened again.

Zhao Xu wiped his saliva, "Director Tan."

Tan Xiao hummed and saw the lunch box on the table.

Zhao Xu pointed to the boxed lunch and said honestly, "This, someone delivered it just now."

Tan Xiao opened the box, and the aroma of the food was overflowing.

He stirred it with his chopsticks, and the fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots was pulled away, and then he slapped the chopsticks forcefully on the table, his face darkened.

Zhao Xu was startled, and just about to ask what's the matter, when he looked up and saw Tan Xiao's expression, he didn't even dare to catch his breath.

He swallowed.

... good recipe.

Tan Xiao rudely covered the boxed lunch and spilled some of the food. He said, "Wait downstairs, wait." Then he grabbed the boxed lunch and rolled it past Zhao Xu like the wind.

Zhao Xu was in a mess in the wind, and suddenly he was terrified, as if something big was about to happen.

"President Tan, Director Tan..." Meng Lin was about to report Tan Xiao's movements to Tan Jiping, when the words Director Tan just rolled out of his lips, Tan Xiao kicked the office door open.

"Sir! If you do this again, we will call the police!" The security guard stopped Tan Xiao and looked at Meng Lin, "I'm sorry, Secretary Meng! I'll kick this gentleman out right now!"

Monlin: "..."

He walked up to Tan Xiao, "Director Tan, you—"

With a sullen face, Tan Xiao pushed him away without saying a word, pushed away the security guard, and walked straight towards Tan Jiping.

Meng Lin was a little confused, he subconsciously helped Tan Xiao stop the security guard who was chasing up with batons.

Just kidding, if Tan Xiao really gets a stick, he and the security guard go home and wash their necks for nothing, waiting to be slaughtered.

"This is Mr. Tan's guidance, well, it's none of your business, you go back first," Meng Lin and the security guard explained, "It's none of your business here——"

"Bam—"

Meng Lin shrank his shoulders and turned his head quickly. On Tan Jiping's desk lay a broken microwave transparent box, half of the table was covered with fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots. It was greasy and sticky, and his expensive iron-gray suit was not spared. , splashed a few discordant dish stains.

"Secretary Meng," the security guard glanced at the scene, then at Meng Lin, and said in shock, "Are you sure there's nothing wrong with me?"

Meng Lin was dumbfounded, it's rare for Tan Xiao to be so out of control.

"Secretary Meng?" the security guard asked again.

Meng Lin came back to his senses, "Ah, no, let's go."

Family ugliness should not be publicized, Mr. Tan was "taught" by his "wife" who was dissatisfied with lunch and lost his temper, so naturally he would not want outsiders to see it.

It should be like this... right?

Menglin looked at his eldest.

His boss said calmly: "You go out first."

Meng Lin nodded, exited, closed the office door, and waited outside.

"Mama Yu is getting old," Tan Xiao said with a gloomy look, "Boss Tan hasn't asked her to retire yet?"

Yu Ma is the nanny of Tan Jiping's family. She is from Hunan. She has excellent cooking skills. She likes to add a local homemade seasoning, fermented soybeans, pickled with beans and chili. I like to eat it, but I can't buy it outside.

Tan Xiao wandered overseas for four years and never tasted the same taste again. He thought he would never be able to taste it again.

That is the taste of home in his heart.

Tan Jiping slowly took off his coat, pulled out a handkerchief, moved slowly, and wiped his chest mechanically. If Tan Xiao was in a calm state, he would definitely find something abnormal, because Tan Jiping even spoke slowly, one word A word jumped out, almost incoherent.

"Well," he said, "not retired yet."

From the moment Tan Xiao saw Tan Jiping, messy clothes, ambiguous groans, those unsightly scenes flashed through his mind, cutting his sanity.

His heart couldn't stop pantothenic acid, throbbing pain.

That was the person he loved, the person he had kept in his heart for four years.

He clenched his fists, obviously coming to a showdown, but he couldn't help but let go first.

He looked at the mess on the table and asked, "Why did you ask Mama Yu to cook for me?"

"No." Tan Jiping looked at him, "It wasn't Yu Ma who did it, I did it."

"I asked Mama Yu for advice," Tan Jiping picked up a folder and gave it to him, "Fairy Tales in the Wilderness..."

Tan Xiao knocked down the folder, his fingertips trembling a little.

He couldn't take it anymore.

This kind of inexplicable pursuit, inexplicable overtures, whether it is medicine, fantasy real estate, or simple meals, these hopeless guesses and repeated disappointments, he can't stand it anymore.

For the last time, Tan Xiao said to himself from the bottom of his heart, I will finally give us a chance, this time, either love or leave.

the last time.

If you let go of the past, I will let it go.

I just want you to say something, you say it...

I'll forgive you, let's start over.

He lowered his head, wiped his eyes, and was fucked by himself.

"Tan Jiping, tell me," Tan Xiao's throat tightened, "Do you love me?"

Tan Jiping also lowered his head. He looked at the scattered A4 papers with dull eyes.

After a while, Tan Jiping looked at him again, moved his lips, but didn't speak.

The voice in his ear repeated like a tape stuck, Tan Jiping, Tan Jiping, Tan Jiping, Tan Xiao split into many double images, they shouted loudly, Tan Jiping, Tan Jiping.

"The longest period of hallucinogens has not yet passed. It is recommended that Mr. Tan stay in the hospital for observation."

"how long?"

"It can stay in the body for up to a week, and it will not attack if it is not stimulated during the treatment."

A week.

He couldn't tell whether the person in front of him was real or a hallucination he had seen countless times these days.

Tan Xiao didn't dare to look at Tan Jiping, he set his eyes on the dirty vegetable stains on the floor.

1 minute, 2 minutes... 5 minutes.

Tan Xiao didn't wait for an answer.

"I see." He covered his face, "Tan Jiping, you are a coward, you dare not face your mother's death, and you dare not face me."

"You continue to escape, I'm too tired."

"Sometimes I really doubt whether you are the same person as the former Tan Jiping. If you love me so much, Tan Jiping, how can you stop loving me if you don't love me?" Tan Xiao turned his back and wiped away the turbulent tears, "We may, Really, fate is over, I won't force it, let's break up..." He choked up and said, "Let's break up. You...take care of yourself, I'm leaving."

Tan Xiao walked to the door of the office, put his hand on the handle, and before unscrewing it, he suddenly said: "Can I hug you again."

It was deserted behind him.

Tan Xiao clenched his lower lip, and with endless disappointment and determination, he unscrewed the handle.

"Director Tan? You, you're all right—" Meng Lin was particularly surprised to see Tan Xiao, who was out of control twice, within less than 10 minutes.

Tan Xiao stuffed the resignation letter into his hand, and left in silence.

Meng Lin was so frightened that he rushed into the office immediately, the gift agreement of Wilderness Fairy Tale was scattered all over the place, and the desktop was still the same. Tan Jiping stood there dumbly, and suddenly said:

"I love you."

After a while, he suddenly opened his arms and hugged the air forcefully, with tears in his eyes, he said:

"it is good."

Meng Lin suddenly understood the whole story, he looked back, and Tan Xiao had already left.

The office was peaceful, and the orange sunset covered the room. Tan Jiping hadn't woken up from the hallucination yet. He stood alone holding the non-existent Tan Xiao.

Watching all this, Menglin suddenly wanted to cry.

Tan Xiao didn't hear the answer he wanted to hear, and Tan Jiping didn't get the person he wanted to hug.

He had seen them go by and miss, four years.

Fate never seemed to be kind to the lovers.

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