Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

"I didn't expect you to..."

Tan Jiping trimmed carefully, "What?"

"You turned out to be a love talk boy," Tan Xiao made a heart with his index finger, "One hundred marriages, one hundred love talks."

"Hehe," Tan Jiping smiled softly, blew off the nail shavings, patted, and massaged habitually, "We have a lifetime, so talk slowly."

Tan Xiao hooked the corners of his mouth, his eyes bent into crescents.

"Okay."

Tan Jiping looked at him and smiled, and the bright and quiet lights spread down, and he felt that the world was full of sweet hearts.

very nice.

The sleeping prince finally wakes up, and it's really, really, really good.

After Tan Jiping finished cutting his nails, he took his feet and put them on his thighs and slowly pushed and kneaded them to activate his shins.

Tan Xiao half-lyed on the sofa, took out the notes made at today's meeting and looked through them.

"What are you looking at?" Tan Xiao watched seriously, and Tan Jiping asked.

"Personnel information," Tan Xiao said, "I made it during today's meeting... Do you know him?"

Tan Xiao opened the note and put it in front of his eyes, it was a sketch of a simple character.

Tan Jiping leaned forward and took a look, "Meng Jinwen... Mo Yang's boyfriend, you guys know each other."

"Hmm... he looks good, he's very shy, and he has a good personality." Tan Xiao turned a page, "What about him?"

A little far away, Tan Jiping squinted his eyes, "Li Touch, marketing manager."

Tan Xiaoban raised his eyebrows, slightly surprised, turned over again, and handed it over, "This?"

This time it was getting closer, Tan Jiping only took one look and blurted out, "Tan Miaomiao, deputy manager of the advertising department."

Tan Xiao turned the notebook over and put it on his stomach. "You seem to be very familiar with the people in our radio station? Mr. Tan?"

"Not familiar." Tan Jiping said, "I just know."

"How do you know?" Tan Xiao asked, "You don't work in the radio station, and you don't need to deal with them. Know what they do?"

Tan Jiping was questioned.

From the big people on the radio station to the small DJ, he has read everyone's information.

——After knowing that Tan Xiao worked in the radio station.

At that time, the evasive thought was that Qian Yutong was his cousin after all, and he should have a proper understanding of his company.

In fact, the real reason behind it... is mostly inseparable, I want to know more about him, I want to know who is around him, whether An is safe, whether he gets along well, and so on.

Take this a little closer to you.

Tan Xiao rolled his eyes and guessed maliciously, "Are you investigating me?"

"No!" Tan Jiping vetoed, but couldn't say anything, and massaged his head.

Tan Xiao refused to let go of this topic, You Zi said: "Oh~ that is... caring about me, huh? So investigate the people around me, right?"

Tan Jiping lowered his head and took a long time to hum.

"Don't ask me directly, such a strange way of caring..." The two didn't communicate directly, which means it was during the Cold War... Tan Xiao followed the logic, "When I just returned to China?...Hiss, it hurts. "

"Yes." Tan Jiping rubbed a knot on his calf, "Does it hurt here?"

"Hmm." Tan Da was infatuated, Tan Xiao secretly sighed, as if someone had poked the softest part of his heart, he raised his eyes and squinted at Tan Jiping, frowned, picked up his notebook and continued to recognize people, "Be gentle. "

"Knead it and it won't hurt anymore, bear with it." Tan Jiping added two points of strength, Tan Xiao yelled, the notebook was not held firmly and hit his face directly, he picked it up in a hurry, "It hurts!"

After saying that, he tried to withdraw his leg, but Tan Jiping hugged him tightly, but Tan Xiao failed to regain the right to use his leg autonomously, crying pitifully.

"Stop kneading!"

"It will be ready soon!" Tan Jiping persisted, "Be good!"

Lazy took a few glances on the corridor, then decisively threw the fake mouse toy and swooped down, scratching Tan Jiping's face.

Tan Jiping didn't pay any attention, and waited until the knots were loosened and the meridians were straightened out, before he hugged Lanlan to the ground.

Lazy was carried to the ground, and ran to Tan Xiao's cheek in a blink of an eye, carefully pushing his face with the meat pad.

Tan Xiaolian's face was drenched with sweat, and his hand was still in the posture suppressed by Tan Jiping just now, and he opened half of his wet eyes to look at it.

Tan Jiping touched that place again and pressed it, "Does it still hurt?"

Tan Xiao said weakly with a crying voice: "Try to touch me again!"

Tan Jiping immediately withdrew his hand.

"Don't move, don't move, don't move."

Tan Xiao was weak, only had the strength to close his eyes and concentrate, so Tan Xiao hooked his legs and hugged him horizontally.

Tan Jiping kissed his sweaty forehead, "Go to bed and rest for a while, I'll cook and call you when it's ready."

Tan Xiao put his arms on his forehead, and didn't want to say more.

Tan Jiping kissed his lips, "I'm going out."

The gesture of the person on the bed refusing to speak was particularly obvious. Tan Jiping stroked his hair and turned to go out to cook.

Tan Xiao turned his head to see him go away while breathing quickly, and licked the corners of his lips.

Laughed.

Squatting lazily next to Tan Smiley, "Meow?"

"Go," Tan Xiao pushed its butt, "help me get the notebook that fell on the sofa."

Squatting lazily, pretending not to understand.

Tan Xiao pinched its ears.

Lazy jumped out of the bed with a meow, and dragged Tan Jiping's trousers in his mouth aggrievedly.

Tan smiled and touched a small fish biscuit, "You are really smart, and you know how to call rescuers."

Lazy and proud raised his little head, stretched out to grab the biscuit, "Meow!"

Tan Jiping's hands were full of flour, "Smile?"

"Notebook," Tan Xiao lay on his side, looked at him with his head propped up, and whispered, "Help me take it."

Tan Jiping went out with his hands full of flour, his ears blushing quietly.

"Good morning, Director Tan." Zhao Xu took Tan Xiao's briefcase, and reluctantly said to the people behind: "Morning, President Tan."

Tan Jiping: "Yes."

"Good morning, Xiao Xu." Tan Xiaoxiao glanced at Tan Jiping.

Tan Jiping: "...good morning."

Zhao Xu: "..."

Tan Xiao: "Alright, let's go, I'll call you at noon."

"I'll go first." Tan Jiping nodded, "See you at noon."

"Bye-Bye."

Tan Jiping held his hand and rubbed his fingers, "Goodbye."

Zhao Xu: "..." Secretary Qian, you're late again! !

...Why let me face this dog food QAQ alone!

"Okay," Tan Xiao loosened his tie, "What's the plan for today?"

Zhao Xu gave him some financial documents, "This is the details of the financial department last month. Take a look. There is nothing else to do after that. Let's go to the live broadcast room to inspect."

"Well," Tan Xiao opened the folder, "Got it, make me a cup of coffee, thank you."

Zhao Xu: "... Director, you can't drink coffee, don't you remember the last time you went to the hospital with gastroenteritis?"

Tan Xiao: "...Okay."

Zhao Xu said with relief: "Then you are busy first, and I will deal with some things."

As soon as Zhao Xu went out, Tan Xiao took the cup to the tea room.

He only had serious stomach problems in his third year of junior high school. The "19-year-old" obviously didn't realize how much attention his "extravassive and delicate" stomach received.

In the tea room, four or five sneaky employees gathered here to chat.

A certain female secretary: "Director Tan? Let me pour you a glass of warm white water!"

Tan Xiao: "...Thank you."

In the end, Tan Xiao poured a cup of warm water and returned to the office under everyone's concerned eyes.

"Sigh." Tan Xiao felt helpless, "Look at you, you made your body like this."

Tan Xiao pointed at the cup, and was about to sigh again, when the turned on computer popped up a book of gossip accompanied by deafening music.

"Alas!" Tan Xiao was frightened. He collected himself, moved the mouse to close the game interface of Luantan, and revealed the Zhouyi gossip.

Talk about abstaining from the final!

There are still two days until the end of the selection of the best Internet radio anchor of the year!In the list of finalists, there are only talk and laughs that have not been submitted to the final program!It is confirmed that he has been discharged from the hospital, but the recording of the final program has not been completed so far, the reason is unknown...

Such a series of blah blah, Tan Xiao swipe the mouse and read it slowly.

The author has something to say:

I'm sorry for waiting for a long time, okay~ I'm too busy today to update, the stupid author will explain on Weibo (sometimes I forget to write in the copy, Weibo will definitely write), good night, good night!