Ode to Joy: Whoring with the Old Tan

After two hours and 10 minutes, the driver finally delivered Mr. Tang to the address on the mail.

Although Mr. Tang is also the king of the mountain in terms of land property rights in terms of hectares in Sichuan, the small villas in Shanghai have been compared to the dust by Tan Zongming's house in Shanghai: "Mr. Tan lives so far away, half a day Are you wasting your time commuting to and from work?"

"Yes, I just like the seclusion here," Tan Zongming replied with a sincere attitude, a low voice, a smile on his face, and a good temper, as if he didn't hear the insinuation in Mr. Tang's words at all, "The salon has already started. Let's go in."

Mr. Tang, who was picky about the bones in the egg, punched the cotton, asking for fun: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tan."

Tan Zongming stretched his long legs and led Mr. Tang into the house: "The regular participants in the salon are all friends from Shanghai. We gather regularly to talk about our views on the economic situation at home and abroad. Mr. Tang If you are interested, you can always come and sit."

Hearing this, Xiao Tang couldn't help being taken aback.

There are circles in any industry in any place, and the financial circle in Shanghai is even more self-contained.Although President Xiao Tang spent money to hire a few guides before, she didn't want to admit it, but she had to admit in frustration that in Shanghai, nothing was as effective as Tan Dalu's saying "come and sit often".

Without further ado, Tan Zongming sold such a big favor when he came up, what is he trying to do?

Mr. Tang thought for a while and came up with Tu Meikai.Entering the financial circle of the magic capital is always a difficult task for Xiao Tang, but it is just a matter of talking to Tan Zongming.To put it bluntly, it would be Xiaotang who gave in to Meikai's cooperation, and a beautiful white wolf with empty gloves.

Empty hands and white wolves are easy to say, but not so easy to do.Less than Tan Baba's level, there is no qualification to be an empty-handed white wolf.And at Tan Baba's level, being able to take the initiative to show favor even when the situation is not right, this kind of generosity, even Mr. Tang admired a little: "Mr. Tan invited me, then I will not be polite."

"How old is I, Mr. Tang? If you don't mind, Mr. Tang will call me Lao Tan, and how about I call Mr. Tang Xiao Tang?"

Tan Zongming wears clothes with comfortable fabrics and casual styles, but they don't look baggy because of the high-quality materials.He looked at Mr. Tang like an elder looking at a little friend. He had a strong aura, but he had a kind attitude, his eyes were calm and upright, and he couldn't tell at all that the two of them had had an affair before, ah bah, there was a festival.

Xiao Tang was always a little shaken, maybe it was true as Mr. Tang said, even if she and Tan Zongming couldn't be friends, they couldn't be enemies: "Old Tan."

Many years later, Xiao Tang always thinks of himself at this moment, and still thinks, um, it's a stick.