In October 2001, Tan Xiaotian sold Jintian Internet Cafe and won the title of Shengtian's richest man.

In April 2005, Tan Xiaotian defeated Xing Mingpaid Welfare Home plot and was unanimously recognized by the Donghai business community as the new richest man in Donghai.

It took a total of 3 and a half years to go from Shengtian's richest man to Donghai's richest man.

When the news came out, Tan Xiaotian's phone number was about to be blown up.

No matter how many people had before, they would join in the fun and have a relationship with this newly released richest man in Donghai.

Tan Xiaotian was overwhelmed and miserable.

The weekend happens to be the Qingming Festival, Qianli Club.

Twenty-six shareholders gathered together to celebrate Tan Xiaotian.

Even Hao Jianyutong from Yanjing and Sun Sheng from Sichuan Province came back to participate.

Hu Jin used his whole body to improve the delicacies of mountains and seas.

Money! Of course, the new richest man, the big guy, is the richest man. Who made him rich? Sun Sheng brought a few playboys who could play in Sichuan Province and participated together.

Yanei was very proud, tiptoed to Tan Xiaotian's shoulder and introduced to his friends in Sichuan Province, "Did you see, the richest man in the East China Sea, my brother, this year, I'm only 25, so I'm so young, so where can I make sense?"

The last sentence made everyone laugh.

The black-sung-sharp-Bai, who was quite affectionate about Tan Xiaotian in Sichuan Province, also followed him this time, hiding in the crowd, with a pair of watery peach blossom eyes, staring at Tan Xiaotian without blinking.

Seeing Tan Xiaotian dancing in the crowd, a soft girl's heart was about to melt.

At the beginning of the banquet, the East China Sea playboys took advantage of the home court, killing the second generations in Sichuan Province to defeat the army and begging for mercy.

Tan Xiaotian stepped forward and gave a round of wine to these people in Sichuan Province.

It is clear that he still has four primary schools under construction in Sichuan Province. Please take care of these people if their responsibilities allow them.

They were all drunk and their eyes were hot, and these second generations agreed in one sip.

When I was in the mood for Xiao Bei, I had a long black and straight pink face and had a cup of spring.

It made the second generation of Sichuan Province exclaim that Xiao Bei never drinks. Today, he made an exception to talk about the richest man. It can be seen that he is so charming that no one can stop talking about the richest man.

Everyone present saw that the Sichuan Province beauty-beautiful talk with Xiaotian was very interesting and started to make a fuss.

Tan Xiaotian just regarded it as a joke.

The reason why I respect these people is for Sun Sheng’s sake is because of the face of Sun Sheng, and the second is because of those primary schools. Now He Hongliang, the son of the richest man in Xinyuan, is still supervising the work in Sichuan Province. With these people helping to take care of them, the project will definitely go smoothly.

Of course, Tan Xiaotian would not be satisfied with building only four primary schools. He hoped that by 2008, with his ability, the more he built, the better.

However, he also had concerns.

He made the first four primary schools under the banner of making political achievements for Sun Sheng. If it is rebuilt, this excuse will be obviously unreasonable.

What reason to find?

He didn't think of the headache.

Perhaps these second-generation Sichuan Province are his breakthrough.

That night, Tan Xiaotian, who was the host, was drunk.

I definitely can't go back home.

Haihong left him a villa, and Zhang Shui and Guan Na worked together to put him on the bed, removed his coat, and took off his shoes.

A waiter had already brought a bowl of prepared sobering soup, Zhang Shui held him behind him, and Haihong fed him gulp.

Tan Xiaotian was drunk and smiled at Haihong.

"Sister Hong, where is my goddaughter?

One day I have time to go to your house for a drink, and then see Xiao Qianqian.”

The goddaughter he mentioned was the child of Hai Hong and the veterinarian Xiao Hu, whose name was Hu Jiaqian and whose nickname was Qianqian.

As soon as he was born, Tan Xiaotian recognized his goddaughter.

Haihong fed him a sip of sobering soup with anger, "You drink it like this, I'm afraid you will scare my daughter."

"Hahaha!"

Tan Xiaotian looked up at the ceiling and smiled a few times, "It's better to drink, you're confused, the whole world is gentle.

Everything should be done in your hands, and what time should the bright moon be in the past?"

Ah! A woman's soft cry suddenly came from the door.

Zhang Shui and Guan Na immediately became nervous.

In the darkness, a person slowly walked out, and it was the black-haired girl from Sichuan Province.

In the restaurant, Haihong saw her and was a little surprised, "Miss Bei, why are you here?"

Can't find the room you live in?

Do I want me to bring someone to you?"

Xiao Bei shook his head lightly, and his long black satin-like hair swayed left and right. She said bluntly, "No, I just worried about him. I want to come and see. He has drunk too much, so I'm not relieved."

As he spoke, Xiao Bei stepped forward and took the soup bowl from Haihong's hand very naturally.

Haihong, Zhang Shui, and Guan Na are all stunned. What's going on with this person?

No one invites you! Xiao Bei blew the soup in the spoon and delivered it to Tan Xiaotian's mouth.

Tan Xiaotian stared at her in a daze, opened his mouth, and fed a spoonful of soup in.

Then, when you close your eyes, lean back, and for three seconds, a uniform breathing sound came out.

Haihong looked at Xiaobei, "You all go back! I'll take care of him tonight."

Zhang Shui and Guan Na both walked to the door. Xiao Bei didn't move, but was still sitting there, leaning on the head of the bed with his chin, staring at Tan Xiaotian blankly.

Haihong reached out and touched her, "Miss Bei, go back and rest!"

Xiao Bei smiled, "Sister Hong, right?

You go back and rest. I'm not sleepy, let me watch him!"

Haihong took a breath.

This girl is a bit tough, you have only known each other for a few days.

My younger brother is good at everything, but the peach blossoms are a bit prosperous.

After saying this, Xiaobei turned his head and stared at Tan Xiaotian in his sleep again.

It’s not right for Haihong to leave, nor is it right for staying.

Zhang Shui came over and pulled her, "Why don't we go outside and wait?"

His identity is a bodyguard. When encountering such a thing, his first reaction is to avoid it.

Haihong could only sigh helplessly. It would be hard to chase people out! The three of them left the bedroom and sat outside in the living room.

All three of them pricked up their ears and listened to the movements in the bedroom.

Unfortunately, there was no sound they expected.

But it’s normal to think about it. Tan Xiaotian drank too much, probably not.

The next morning, Tan Xiaotian, who had been sleeping soundly for a night, opened his eyes and stretched his body. He felt refreshed and had enough sleep. A good time is very good for his body.

His eyes turned and saw a piece of paper next to his pillow, full of words.

Think of your dress with the help of the shape of the cloud or fill the cloud in my memory with your sleeves. Just like I was thinking about you or your appearance in front of a flower in spring. How did I see the dew that shaking when the wind blows across the fence?

(Don’t cry, don’t drip the pain of autumn in spring) If you don’t have your figure on the mountain, then there must be a meeting hidden under the moon and the Yaotai or the door opened in the dark fate. Haihong walked in with breakfast, saw the paper in his hand, and smiled, “This is left by Miss Bei from Sichuan Province for you. I didn’t dare to read it. What is written on it?”

"Miss Bei?"

Tan Xiaotian hugged his head and thought for a long time before he remembered that he was Sun Sheng’s friend.

"She came last night?"

"You don't remember it after someone took care of you all night?"

Haihong reached out to snatch the paper from Tan Xiaotian's hand, looked at it, stunned, and asked him: "What is this talking about?"

"I don't know either, it looks like poetry."

Tan Xiaotian was also confused.

"It seems like a talented woman."

Haihong praised: "Drink porridge!"

Tan Xiaotian got out of bed and drank porridge while reading the paper again. Finally, he confirmed that he really couldn't understand it.

With his current state of mind, he racked his brains and couldn't guess what the purpose of leaving this piece of paper was.

Maybe he forgot that some people do things without purpose, they simply like or dislike.
Chapter completed!