Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Qian Yueqian grabbed Tan Xiao's collar, "I ran to the venue in a hurry after checking the accounts and the decision-making case yesterday. Guess what?"

"What's the matter?" Tan Xiao looked at him, there was no trace of fear in his clear eyes.

"The people at the venue told me that Director Tan has sent someone to deal with it! Deal with it! Pass it! It's over!" Qian Yueqian paused every word, his teeth itching.

Since Tan Xiao has already dealt with it, why didn't he tell him?Isn't it great to see him busy up and down? !

The more Qian Yueqian thought about it, the angrier he became, and he approached him a few steps, accidentally stepping on Lanlan.

"Meow--!"

Lazy hadn't made such a shrill cry for a long time.

Qian Yueqian withdrew his feet in an instant, Tan Xiao pushed him away suddenly, and picked up the frightened Lanlan.

Qian Yueqian staggered back, a light trace of blood was rubbed under the hard leather sole.

Lazy spread out into a cat cake and grabbed Tan Xiao, buried his face in his chest, whimpered, his meaty paws hooked on Tan Xiao's clothes and refused to let go.

"Okay, okay, let me take a look..." Tan Xiao kissed the top of its head, holding its front paws to check, the black fur was a little wet, Tan Xiao touched it with his hand, the bright red blood was particularly dazzling.

"Meow..."

"Not afraid, not afraid." Tan Xiao rubbed its head, "I'll take you to bandage it."

"Meow meow meow meow..."

Lalan kept screaming, and his front paw twitched unconsciously.

Tan Xiao held Lalan's paw, "Be good, don't move around."

Lazily raised his eyes, the eyes were misty, as if crying.

Tan Xiao rubbed its head distressedly.

Qian Yueqian was quite embarrassed, and most importantly, the people present glared at him openly and secretly.

"Director Tan, Secretary Qian, he—" Zhao Xu trotted over in a hurry, and when he saw Tan Xiao speak directly, he was afraid he was a step too late, but when he turned his face, he saw Qian Yueqian with a black face.

Zhao Xu: "..."

"It's just a native cat..." Qian Yueqian muttered.

Tan Xiao gave him a cold look.

Qian Yueqian's irritability and resentment suddenly disappeared without a trace, and there was not a trace of hot breath left.

... so fucking amazing hey.

Qian Yueqian opened his mouth and tried twice, but he didn't finish the rest.

"Go and drive." Tan said with a smile, "Go to the nearest pet hospital."

Qian Yueqian rubbed his nose, put his hand in his pocket and touched the car keys, thinking that he would be magnanimous to give you a ride, when Zhao Xu walked past him with a worried expression on his face.

Qian Yueqian retracted the raised foot in a little embarrassment.

"Mr. Tan." Meng Lin handed over a shirt.

Tan Jiping was shirtless, his right shoulder blade was covered with bruises, and there were scattered scratches on the side, which were of different lengths, and looked a bit pervasive.

Menglin held his breath.

The air is full of the smell of Yunnan Baiyao spray.

Tan Jiping shook off his shirt and put it on, his thick sword eyebrows were as usual.

"How did the company's shareholder meeting go?"

"Tan Minghui is inciting other shareholders to boycott you again."

Menglin glanced at the phone, and there was a live broadcast of the meeting sent by the assistant. "He's been dominating the floor for 10 minutes."

"Tell Yang Zong to push him down," Tan Jiping said, "it's a disgrace."

If it weren't for the lack of incense in the old Tan family, the older generation would have quit the business world one by one, and now there are only two uncles and nephews left, and Tan Jiping would have taken care of him long ago.

Tan Minghui is a standard big-eyed and small-minded guy who does more than fail.

I can't do the same thing that I should do, and I just think about some things that tilt my head and use my brain. In the past two years, my hands have become longer and longer, and I dared to hit the chair under Tan Jiping's buttocks.

Meng Lin should be, turned his back to explain a few words to the assistant on the opposite side of Bluetooth, and immediately turned back.

Tan Jiping put on his clothes and packed the five neatly sized insulated lunch boxes in edible-grade safety plastic bags.

Tan Jiping took a cigarette in his mouth, carefully tied the mouth of the bag, and his deep eyes were full of imperceptible warmth.

This was specially made by Tan Jiping for Tan Xiao.

When Tan Jiping was doing it, Meng Lin was beside him, broadcasting the process of the meeting to Tan Jiping in a concise manner, while talking about it.

His boss's cooking skills are really fucking not bragging. He was forced out by Tan Xiao back then. According to Tan Xiao's delicate stomach, can his boss's cooking skills be mediocre?

Which company boss have you ever seen such cheating in cooking?

Ok?

Just ask if you accept it!

Meng Lin was stunned for a while, and Tan Jiping cut the apples, just the size of a bite, and put all the apples into the fresh-keeping box with a flick of the blade.

He opened the refrigerator and took out a bunch of grapes. Menglin remembered that the grapes were green grapes that were airlifted in this morning, the kind that had just been picked, and the grains were plump and tender.

Tan Jiping carefully washed them one by one, put them in a box, and then tore a bag to pack them separately.

Menglin stood obediently.

For Tan Xiao's things, Tan Jiping likes to do it himself, and doesn't like others to intervene.

Early in the morning, the good shareholder meeting will not be held, so don't worry about your injuries, let's cook for Tan Xiao first.

Menglin suddenly had the illusion of returning to a few years ago.

No matter what.

Mr. Tan really gave up too much for Tan Xiao.

Family affection, dignity, time.

He waited four years.

But in the past four years, Tan Xiao never came back.

As a witness, Meng Lin hates Tan Xiao.

Tan Xiao failed Tan Jiping's desperate dedication and waiting.

He is worthless for them.

Although to put it bluntly, he was quite envious, but more helpless.

"Let's go." Tan Jiping squinted his eyes while carrying two big bags.

You could tell he was in a good mood.

Sending Weikang all the way, and coming back with a whole body injury, I am still happy.

Like a flower.

Menglin resigned to his fate and went out to drive.

Mr. Tan likes them.

What can he be dissatisfied with as an outsider.

I can only wish them to grow old together and toss each other for a lifetime.

Qian Yueqian's foot trampled on Lanlan so hard that Lanlan yelled at the pet hospital for more than half an hour before recovering.

Zhao Xu glanced at the person and cat sitting in the back seat from the rearview mirror.

"Director Tan."

Tan Xiao hummed, rubbed Lanlan's little head, lay on his lap and closed his eyes to rest, "What's the matter?"

Zhao Xu passed by the entrance of the radio station without stopping, "Secretary Qian seems to be waiting for you."

Tan Xiao glanced out the window.

"ignore him."

The car was parked in the parking lot, Lanlan fell asleep, his paws were bandaged.

Tan Xiao supported Lanlan to get out of the car, Lanlan moved, his small face arched into Tan Xiao's arms, smelling the familiar smell, he fell asleep peacefully again.

Qian Yueqian blew the wind downstairs for half an hour, until someone told him that Tan Xiao had already gone upstairs.

The strange thing is that he didn't even get angry at all.

When did Young Master Qian's temper become so good?

Qian Yueqian went upstairs, hesitated in the office, and pushed open the door.

The black cat named Lalan was nestled on the desk, with Tan Xiao's suit jacket under him.

Tan Xiao glanced at him when he pushed the door, and continued working.

Qian Yueqian: "...I'm back."

Tan Xiao hummed lightly.

Qian Yueqian: "..."

Tan Xiao took out two documents without looking up, "Take it to the financial manager."

Qian Yueqian took it by reflex, and when he realized it, the financial manager was already saying thank you to him.

He looked at the financial manager's bald head, "..."

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he felt awkward looking at Tan Xiao in the office, and he always felt that he was a bit shorter.

Qian Yueqian went to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette, his mind full of Tan Xiao Tan Xiao.

He swiped Weibo last night and saw a video of Tan Xiao playing basketball uploaded by a netizen. At that time, the fire couldn't be controlled.

Arranging so many things for him, he didn't say anything when he finished it, and went to play basketball, causing him to deal with the company's affairs like an idiot, and hurriedly drove to the venue in a speeding car.

... Fuck.

Qian Yueqian thought of Tan Xiao's heroic performance in the video.

So handsome.

Smiling, but extraordinary momentum, proper field control.

The twisted waist is terrible, the straight long legs...

It's so fucking touching.

Qian Yueqian closed his eyes, leaned his head against the wall, his Adam's apple slipped.

A little hot.

Suddenly very discordant, Tan Jiping rushed into the screen.

They were back to back, as if they were stuck together, and the last hug...

It can be said that it was shocking.

It was really timely for the hero to save the beauty.

However, since they are both ex-husbands, can't they be more restrained?

He can make waves even if he hits a ball.

fuck.

Qian Yueqian took a deep puff of the cigarette and let it out heavily.

The heat in the lower abdomen dissipated.

I couldn't tell whether I was more angry because of the events at the venue or because Tan Jiping and Tan Xiao played together, but it was just anger.

Thinking about it now, I still feel smoke coming from the top of my head.

After taking the last puff, Qian Yueqian stamped out the cigarette butt, feeling as if he had not been relaxed.

He sat on the toilet seat, frowning tightly, and was about to smoke the second one, when the door rattled.

Qian Yueqian's hands shook, and the cigarette fell on the wet floor.

"... Fuck." Floating years are not good.

"Secretary Qian! Secretary Qian, are you there?!"

Qian Yueqian opened the door with a bang, and Zhao Xu's fist was fixed one centimeter in front of the tip of his nose.

Zhao Xu swallowed hard.

"Secretary Qian Qian."

Qian Yueqian had a dark face, "What are you doing?"

Zhao Xu trembled, and held up a document, "Director Tan is going to another company for a meeting later, so I want you to prepare."

"...Oh" Qian Yueqian took the materials, his mind was a little confused, "Oh."

Zhao Xu: "That's nothing, I'll go first."

Zhao Xu ran away without finishing his sentence.

Qian Yueqian took the information, except that he really didn't know what to say.

Tan Xiao arranged for Zhao Xu to do other things. Zhao Xu is now a gold-medal assistant who can act alone, so Tan Xiao doesn't worry too much about arranging him to do it alone.

"Tan... Director." Qian Yueqian took the initiative to show his favor, a little embarrassed.

Tan Xiao still gave a light hum, shook the suit jacket that was wrinkled by Lanlan, put it on, put on the coat, and stuffed Lanlan into the coat.

Picking up the briefcase, passing by Qian Yueqian, he didn't give him a single look, just one word, "Let's go."

Qian Yueqian: "..."

The two went to do errands in the rain, Qian Yueqian didn't have an umbrella in the car, and returned to the radio station as if he was drowned.

Tan Xiao didn't say a word to Qian Yueqian along the way.

But Tan Xiao's domineering aura at the negotiating table is really... so convincing.

It's so cool to work with such a person.

Be confident and steady.

... The main reason is that Tan Xiao looks good and has a good voice.

Qian Yueqian secretly watched Tan Xiao several times along the way.

He is a face control.

It must be so.

"You go up first." Qian Yueqian did not get out of the elevator after sending him upstairs, and pressed the down button again, "I'm going to do some shopping."

"Yeah." Tan Xiao finally looked at him, "Go and have lunch, you've worked hard."

Qian Yueqian was a little moved.

There are too many surprises today, Mr. Qian.

Qian Yueqian looked at the beating numbers in the elevator, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably.

He doesn't seem to be angry anymore.

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