At the celebration party of the Peiping Police Department, Deputy Director Fang was drunk again.

Under the dim chandelier of the restaurant, Fang Mengwei's lips turned from bright red to pink. At this time, he sat opposite Sun Chaozhong, frowning, and his gaze was more docile than usual. Sun Chaozhong quietly sandwiched a dish for him, Fang Mengwei raised his head slightly and glanced at him pitifully, and reluctantly wanted to pick it up and put it in his mouth, but his hand was shaking, and it was spilled all over the table. Sun Chaozhong frowned, and suddenly felt a beam of staring gaze cast on his side, and he had to put away his brows and continue his expressionless face.

There was a person at this table who was always awake, that is, at this moment, with a smile on his face, watching everyone in the seat staggering, and secretly observing the relationship between his secretary and the first deputy director.

He and Fang Mengwei had already worked hard enough to hide the matter of sharing a house with Xu Tieying, and he didn't want to fall short. Sun Chaozhong forced himself to ignore Fang Mengwei, who might have a high fever at any time, silently lowered his head and swallowed the last bite of food, and put down his chopsticks. The sound of the chopsticks resting was a little too crisp in the buzzing drunken haze, which immediately attracted Xu Tieying's attention: "Little Sun, there's nothing to do tonight, let's go back early, ah?" ”

The brain reacted for two seconds. Sure that Xu Tieying's tone and demeanor were as usual, Sun Chaozhong breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, but he still couldn't have an expression: "Yes, Director." ”

Fang Mengwei watched Sun Chaozhong get up aggrieved and leave with his briefcase. The eyes took root on his back, and he couldn't pull them back. Sun Chaozhong strode forward, his back burning. He knew whose gaze it was, but he couldn't turn back.

This kind of taste should also be tasted by Xu Tieying in the future. Sun Chaozhong got on the rickshaw and returned to his residence with a blushing face, threw away the briefcase, and sat on the sofa without taking a shower.

He wanted to see what this Xu Tieying was going to torture Fang Mengwei and send home.

Eleven.

Sun Chaozhong got up and went to the kitchen to look around, but he didn't find anything that could cook decanting soup. I remembered that he had been on the night shift for the past few days, and Meng Wei was also eating dinner in the canteen of the police station, and there would be no food at home.

Half past eleven.

Sun Chaozhong turned the bookcase through the sky, and finally found a copy of the "First Aid Encyclopedia" that he used when he lived alone as a secretary in the Central Party Department. It is written in the book that the quickest hangover cure is......

Eat fresh bayberry.

Sun Chaozhong's heart suddenly fell back into his chest, and he looked at the remaining two catties of bayberry in the lotus leaves that had been killed with relief. Fortunately, he bought three catties in Ningbo on impulse, and the hard work he had hidden all the way was not in vain. Quickly let it cool and boil, put salt and wash off all the two catties.

Twelve.

Two catties of bayberry were placed cleanly in the enamel basin, and Fang Mengwei still didn't come back. Sun Chaozhong tidied up the study, sat in the living room, took out his gun and began to wipe. While wiping it, he secretly thought that although Ma Hanshan was not a good thing, he was really right to scold Xu Tieying as a "bastard bastard".

This old fox is really not a thing.

"Yes, Director, I will...... I will send Deputy Director Fang home safely. ”

Before Xu Tieying finished speaking, he was blocked in the middle by a sneeze, and Deputy Director Shan, who was already drunk and staggering, did not forget to shake his wit, and quickly took over the conversation and took over the task of sending Deputy Director Fang, who was almost muddy, home.

Xu Tieying nodded, suddenly felt a little pain in his head, and just wanted Secretary Sun to pour him a cup of hot water, remembering that the person had left just now.

Recently, I have always caught a cold, and this little grandson doesn't know how to stay and take care of it. It's really unsightly.

Sun Chaozhong, who failed to serve the bureau until midnight, waited for the movement downstairs until almost one o'clock.

"Deputy Director Fang, your family lives upstairs, right...... Brother will send you to the entrance of the building, you go up by yourself, no problem, right? ”

“……”

"Deputy Director Fang? Deputy Director Fang? ”

"Really...... Anyway......"

Sun Chaozhong quietly opened the door of the house, and after going down a few steps, he saw Fang Mengwei lying on the concrete floor in a shocking posture, while Shan Fuming was pacing out with drunken burps. He couldn't wait, he ran down the stairs in three or two steps to pick up Fang Mengwei on his back, turned his head and walked up.

Shan Fuming, who had just walked out of the corridor, heard the sound of hurried footsteps, and looked back in a hazy manner.

Hey? The man who carried Deputy Director Fang up the stairs on his back...... It seems to be Secretary Sun?

But Secretary Sun has always been alone, how can he have an intersection with Fang Mengwei?

It must have been dazzling. Alas, I drank too much tonight and had a headache. Shan Fuming patted his head.