After the masseur pressed for more than half an hour, he finished his work and quietly left.

At this time, Tan Xiaotian had not yet woken up and was sleeping soundly on the bed. Wang Xing did not dare to disturb him, so he could only stare at him and wait.

Fortunately, Tan Xiaotian didn't sleep for too long. After half an hour, he slowly got up, stretched his waist, and apologized to Wang Xing with a smile, "I'm not good at sleeping when I get older. I usually take this opportunity to make up for my sleep. Our masters here are very good. Didn't you try it?"

This man, one year younger than him, talked about his age in front of him, which left Wang Xing speechless.

Tan Xiaotian got off the massage table, twisted his neck, and shook his arms, "It's much more comfortable, let's find a quiet place to continue talking."

Wang Xing had to follow him to change another place, a small private room similar to Japanese style, and the two sat cross-legged.

This time, Wang Xing must say, "Mr. Tan, I plan to start the B round of Tuanmei.com financing this year. I wonder if you have any ideas?"

Tan Xiaotian looked at him with a smile, "I have no idea. If I have an idea, you probably won't be able to sleep."

Wang Xing breathed a sigh of relief and felt embarrassed.

Tan Xiaotian helped him at the most critical moment. Now he has to beware of his benefactor, which makes him feel that he is a villain, but for the healthy future development of the company, he has to do so.

"Mr. Tan, thank you for your understanding. In fact, several venture capital companies are already contacting me now, but I haven't made up my mind to choose who?"

"Who are there!"

"Gao Ri, Alibaba, Ocean Capital..." Wang Xing reported the names of several companies.

"Ali?"

Tan Xiaotian smiled at the corner of his mouth, and it seemed that Jack Ma had also begun to get involved in venture capital.

"I only have one requirement. Whether it is round B or round C, Tiantan's shareholding cannot be less than 20%. Of course, I don't want it if there is too much. What's left is your own business."

This time, Wang Xing was really relieved. He could accept this ratio of 20%. Tan Xiaotian was still very kind.

"Thank you, Mr. Tan."

This thank you came from Wang Xing’s sincerity.

If Tan Mingchun saw this scene, she would understand why Tan Xiaotian had been in business for so many years and had more and more friends.

While he makes money by himself, he always leaves a way out for others instead of trying to kill him.

"By the way, there is Hongshan Capital."

Wang Xing suddenly remembered something and said this last time.

"And Hongshan?"

Tan Xiaotian suddenly lowered his eyes.

Wang Xing's heart immediately got up. Tan Xiaotian should have changed his mind! I heard that Tiantan Investment and Hongshan Capital had a little pleasure in the equity of Happy Network before, and it would not affect him, right?

I deliberately put Hong Shan at the end and said that I was worried about this. Unexpectedly, Tan Xiaotian's attitude changed suddenly.

Tan Xiaotian lowered his head and thought for a long time, "Old Wang, I have a condition..." "Mr. Tan, you said."

Not to mention one condition, even ten, Wang Xing will agree immediately now.

******* On Sunday, Tan Xiaotian was forced to Tianfang Art School by Tan Mingyan. The reason was very simple. Miss Four just wanted her husband to see her career.

No woman is truly willing to be regarded as a housewife. Even if she has no worries about food and clothing, she has more or less a need to be recognized and respected in her heart.

After the last stinky water incident, Yue Meidi strengthened her security work for art schools. After seeing the fate of the Zha brothers, no one dared to cause trouble again, so Tianfang is now very safe.

Tan Xiaotian and his family got out of the car. Tan Mingyan pushed the stroller and walked into the art school gate side by side with Tan Xiaotian.

The beautiful little front desk hurriedly bowed, "Hello Principal Tan!"

This is exactly what Tan Mingyan likes to hear the most.

Now Fang Jin of Tianfang Art School is the principal, Tan Mingyan is the executive vice president, and there are four other vice presidents of teaching, namely dance, music, art and performance.

The four vice principals took the teaching and shared the work pressure of Fang Jin and Tan Mingyan. Now that work is gradually on the right track, the two are no longer as busy as they were when the school started.

"Principal Tan, Principal Fang asked me to notify you that a school meeting will be held at 9:30. Please attend on time."

"good!"

Tan Mingyan apologized and handed the stroller to Tan Xiaotian, "Honey, I'm going to have a meeting, you can take the king first."

"Leave it to me! Go and do your business."

Tan Xiaotian was very happy for her when he saw his wife's condition.

He took the king out of the stroller and walked around the various floors. The first floor was a sound classroom and an instrumental classroom. Although the house was soundproofed, sound still came out of the cracks in the door.

Tan Xiaotian was afraid that the king would disturb him, so he took the child to the second floor.

The second floor is an art classroom and a performance classroom, which is obviously much quieter.

Tan Xiaotian looked around in the corridor, looking at this door and that door.

The king blinked and looked around with his father.

"Fourth brother-in-law, you are here."

The door of the art classroom behind him opened, and Xu Qianru's figure appeared at the door.

Then she saw the king in Tan Xiaotian's arms, and immediately smiled, patted her palms twice, and made a hug, "King, do you still remember my aunt?"

Come to my place.”

As soon as Comrade Tan Jue saw the beauty, he immediately kicked his hands and feet in a state of excitement.

This is quite like a father.

Tan Xiaotian had no choice but to hand over his son to Xu Qianru.

Xu Qianru turned around and hugged the king into the art classroom. Tan Xiaotian was idle and followed him in.

In the classroom, a very young female teacher was guiding a group of children to do still life sketching training. Xu Qianru came in with the king, breaking the silence. Several children looked up and talked a lot.

The female teacher who taught the class was very serious. When she saw a student looking around, she immediately scolded her, "Concentrate and don't be disturbed by the outside world."

The students were so scared that they immediately bowed their heads.

This young female teacher is a graduate student at the Central Academy of Fine Arts. She has a very high level and was introduced to Tianfang as a part-time art teacher by Xu Qianru.

Although she is not old, she is very strict with her students and the children are a little afraid of her.

Xu Qianru hugged the king into the office separated from the classroom. Tan Xiaotian sat on a chair close to the wall, stunned and dazed.

The young female teacher recognized Tan Xiaotian and her eyes lit up. She looked at him several times and saw him concentrating on thinking. Her two sword eyebrows frowned together. The smell of a mature man came to her face and could not be stopped.

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She couldn't help but choose a more suitable position, put on the drawing board, picked up the brush, and started sketching at Tan Xiaotian's silhouette.

In less than ten minutes, a vivid sketch was completed.

On the drawing paper, Tan Xiaotian's concentration in his expression was portrayed very vividly, and he could see at a glance that he had something to do.

The female teacher took two steps back, tilted her head to admire her, and felt very satisfied, so she took the small painting to Tan Xiaotian's expression and said softly: "Mr. Tan, I have drawn a sketch for you without your consent, I hope I can not be surprised."

Tan Xiaotian took the drawing paper and took a look. He felt like he was killed by lightning, and his whole body froze.

The female teacher noticed his abnormality and was startled, "Mr. Tan, what's wrong with you?"

Tan Xiaotian recovered, touched the corner of his mouth, and forced a smile at her, "Nothing?

I remembered an old friend. Can this painting be given to me?"

"This is for you."

The female teacher blushed and turned around and ran away.

Tan Xiaotian held this drawing paper and finished class and walked out of the art school.

Standing at the door, he lit a cigarette, and in just one sip, tears flowed down.
Chapter completed!