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Looking at Huang Tianhe's wide eyes, Qian Rufa sighed and said, "Hey! Old Huang, if we talk about this matter, our opinions don't count. After all, it was decided by the director."

Huang Tianhe still didn't understand, Qian Rufa came close to him and whispered, "This morning, the director specifically instructed that a special case team be set up for this case. I'm the team leader and Deng Huan is the deputy team leader. Tell me, how could Deng Huan give you the position? Did he give the deputy team leader position to you? This was personally appointed by the director, so who has the final say?"

When Huang Tianhe heard this, he immediately lost his temper and leaned back on his chair, his face full of disappointment.

"Maybe this can be accomplished." Yang Denghuan suddenly said from the side with a smile on his face.

After hearing this, Huang Tianhe suddenly became energetic and stared at Yang Denghuan with wide eyes.

"Tell me, how can it be done?" Huang Tianhe said with a smile.

"At worst, I can go to the director tomorrow and have us swap positions. It's useless for me to get these credits now anyway." Yang Denghuan said indifferently.

Hearing this, Huang Tianhe was immediately delighted. He bowed and kowtowed to Yang Denghuan, saying over and over again, "Thank you, thank you so much! If this can be done, I will treat you to another meal here!"

Yang Denghuan frowned and shook his head at Huang Tianhe. Huang Tianhe didn't know what had happened again, and his face became panicked and he looked at Yang Denghuan.

"Not here. If you want to treat me to another meal, I have to at least go to Bianyifang to eat duck!" Yang Denghuan said seriously.

Huang Tianhe smiled immediately after hearing this. He nodded to Yang Denghuan and said, "That's fine! No problem at all! Not to mention Bianyifang, even Quanjude is no problem!"

Huang Tianhe was satisfied, and he drank quickly. He kept urging Yang Denghuan to drink, and of course Qian Rufa also drank.

Although Yang Denghuan's alcohol tolerance was average, he was willing to hide his shortcomings, so most of the wine went to Qian Rufa.

Qian Rufa could drink quite a lot and he drank almost the entire glass without any hesitation. The three of them drank together until around eight o'clock in the evening before they parted having had a great time.

Huang Tianhe's home was near the restaurant, so he didn't take a car and just walked back.

Qian Rufa lived far away, so Yang Denghuan wanted to send him back home.

Qian Rufa, who was originally drunk and had squinting eyes, suddenly became much clearer after getting on the car.

Yang Deng looked at him with a smile and said jokingly, "So you weren't drunk. If I had known, I would have hired a rickshaw for you."

Qian Rufa smiled, looked at Yang Denghuan and said, "Denghuan, I think you are the most honest among us."

"Am I honest?" Yang Denghuan pointed at himself and asked Qian Rufa.

"Ah! It's you." Qian Rufa said with a laugh.

"This is the first time I've heard that I'm an honest person." Yang Deng said with a smile.

Qian Rufa also smiled, looked at Yang Denghuan and said: "You usually look smart and clever, as if you have taken advantage of everyone in the world, but in fact, you know nothing about the ways of the world, just like a blank sheet of paper."

Yang Denghuan burst into laughter again, pointed at his nose and said, "Old Qian, who are you talking about? Are you talking about me? I am a blank sheet of paper? How did you know that?"

Qian Rufa also laughed twice, then asked seriously: "Okay, then let me ask you, how much do you think Huang Tianhe drank today?"

Yang Denghuan smiled, shook his head and said, "Why ask? You're just drunk! I see both of you drank quite a bit."

"He is just like me. He wakes up immediately once we leave." Qian Rufa said lightly with a smile.

Yang Denghuan was stunned when he heard this, his hands suddenly stiffened, and the car crashed into the curb.

Qian Rufa was startled and said quickly: "Look at the road! Look at the road! Which way are you going? Do you want to live?"

Yang Denghuan then quickly straightened the steering wheel and drove the car onto the road.

"Slow down, don't talk while driving! Otherwise, what if something happens?" Qian Rufa said with lingering fear.

Yang Denghuan still looked confused, frowning and said, "No way, I saw that Lao Huang drank quite a lot today, is he pretending?"

Qian Rufa smiled disdainfully, pointed at himself and said, "How am I drinking?"

"That's quite a lot!" Yang Denghuan said quickly.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Qian Rufa asked.

"It seems nothing happened." Yang Deng said with a smile.

"Look. Old Huang is most likely like me. We are all monsters, but you are the only one who is honest." Qian Rufa glared at Yang Denghuan and said.

Yang Denghuan curled his lips and said, "How would I know about you evil spirits? I just had a few drinks with you guys?! Who knew you were all liars?!"

It could be seen that Yang Denghuan was very angry and he drove the car very hard, causing Qian Rufa to exclaim from time to time.

"careful!"

"Be careful!"

"Slow down, slow down..."

"Step on the brakes... Step on the brakes..."

Yang Denghuan ignored him and seemed really angry. He drove the car very fast and soon arrived at the entrance of Qian Rufafa Hutong.

Gah!
With a crisp sound, Yang Denghuan stepped on the brakes and the car stopped suddenly. Although Qian Rufa held the handrail tightly with his hands, he still fell forward heavily. However, because of the force of his hands, he was not hurt.

"How do you drive like that? You scared me to death!" Qian Rufa said unhappily.

"Go home quickly, your sister-in-law must be waiting anxiously!" Yang Denghuan said unhappily.

"Look at what you said!" Qian Rufa pushed the door and got out of the car. Halfway down, he suddenly turned around to look at Yang Denghuan and asked with a smile, "Then when you meet the director tomorrow, will you still say something?"

Yang Denghuan was stunned, glanced at Qian Rufa and asked, "What did you say?"

Qian Rufa said disdainfully: "You kid, why are you pretending to be stupid? It's just what you promised Lao Huang today."

Yang Denghuan didn't seem to want to answer Qian Rufa, but after thinking about it, he said, "Let's switch with Lao Huang!"

After hearing this, Qian Rufa suddenly became anxious and said to Yang Denghuan, "Nonsense! I have been talking to you for so long, and it's all in vain! You still need to exchange with Lao Huang!"

Yang Denghuan listened, sighed and said, "Old Qian, I understand what you mean. But have you ever thought about how many big cases we, the three brothers, have handled together, rain or shine! Now, you and I have been promoted, but Old Huang remains in the same position. He can't help but be anxious, so I am willing to change him to relieve his worries."

"But even if Old Huang loses this time, can he still rely on this to rise to the top?" Qian Rufa glared at Yang Denghuan and said again.

"Although I can't make Old Huang successful, at least he can be happy for a while." Yang Deng said with a smile.

Qian Rufa's expression froze after hearing this. He knew that it was useless to persuade Yang Denghuan. He could only look at Yang Denghuan, sighed and said, "If that's the case, then let's change it! But I think it's okay as long as you don't regret it when the time comes!" Yang Denghuan nodded and said without hesitation, "Don't worry about this, I definitely won't regret it."

Qian Rufa said nothing, sighed, got out of the car, waved at Yang Denghuan, and walked towards the alley.

"Old Qian, slow down, are you okay? Are you really okay?" Yang Deng poked his head out with a smile and asked with concern.

Qian Rufa said nothing, didn't even turn his head, just waved his hand.

Yang Denghuan looked at Qian Rufa who was walking away, smiled and said, "This old Qian!" After that, he smiled and shook his head.

When they got home, it was already past nine o'clock. Although Aya had finished her meal, she still left some corn porridge, sausages and pickles for Yang Denghuan.

Yang Denghuan looked a little exhausted. Aya came forward tenderly and took off his windbreaker and suit. Only then did Yang Denghuan sit down on the sofa.

Yang Denghuan didn't say anything, and Aya didn't ask either. She just made tea for him and brought it to him.

Yang Denghuan held a tea bowl in his hand, and seemed to be warming his hands with the temperature of the water.

After a long while, Yang Denghuan whispered, "Cao Youguang is coming back."

Cao Youguang?
Aiya was stunned for a moment, then she felt that the name was somewhat familiar. She frowned slightly and said softly: "Cao Youguang? Who is this person?"

"The former director of the Inspection Department of the Security Command." Yang Denghuan said.

Aya suddenly remembered, nodded and said, "I remember now! It seems that this person was my immediate superior for a period of time."

"That's right. It was at that time that I met you in the Inspection Office." Yang Denghuan said after taking a sip of tea.

Aya seemed to be lost in old memories, with a smile on her eyes and eyebrows.

Suddenly, Ai Ya remembered some of the information Yang Denghuan had reported to the organization, and asked hurriedly, "I remember you seemed to have said that you had a deep connection with Cao Youguang? Will his coming this time affect you?"

Yang Denghuan smiled bitterly. As the deputy leader of Team 31, how could Cao Youguang not look for him when he arrived in Peiping?
But how can I tell Aya about some things?
"The impact... is hard to say. After all, we have had too many contacts before. If there was no communication at all, it would probably be unlikely." Yang Denghuan shook his head and said.

Aya's expression became solemn, her brows furrowed, and after thinking for a while, she said, "Then, this matter must be reported to Doctor Li!"

At this point, Aya glanced at Yang Denghuan and said in a deep voice: "Denghuan, you have to understand this. I am not only your courier, but also your superior."

Yang Denghuan nodded and said, "I understand. I understand very much. Otherwise, I would not have reported to you directly today."

"What are your plans?" Aya asked.

"Well..." Yang Denghuan hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said, "Let's just listen to the organization."

Ai Ya glanced at Yang Denghuan and whispered, "Sometimes, the organization can't follow you."

"So, some things still depend on my flexibility." Yang Denghuan seemed to have been waiting for Aya to say this, and at this moment, he said with a smile.

Aya seemed to want to say something, but in the end she didn't.

the next day.

Early in the morning, Yang Denghuan was awakened by the aroma of corn porridge.

Since getting married, Yang Denghuan has never eaten breakfast out again. It is always Aiya who does it herself, getting up early every day and preparing breakfast for the two of them.

Yang Denghuan propped himself up halfway and looked at the steaming corn porridge on the table. In the middle of the table there was a plate of pickles and two cut salted duck eggs.

The pickles were obviously flavored with sesame oil, and they smelled so good that Yang Denghuan took two deep breaths.

As usual, the clothes he was wearing were neatly placed at his feet, and Yang Denghuan picked them up casually.

Aya walked over quickly with the steaming sausages and placed them on the table.

"Are you awake? Hurry up and get up and eat!" Aya said with a smile, pointing to the sausage on the table and said, "This is what I left for you last night. You didn't eat it, so I heated it up this morning and you can eat it later."

Yang Denghuan agreed, stood up and put on his clothes. Ai Ya blushed and turned away.

There is no way, the place is too small, there is only this big room, and the rest is just the kitchen and the bathroom.

After quickly getting dressed, brushing his teeth and washing his face, Yang Denghuan sat down at the table with a serious look on his face.

He glanced at the sausages on the table and said with a smile, "You didn't eat any yesterday?"

"Of course I didn't. I ate several tablets." Aya said with a blushing face.

"But why do I feel like there's not much missing?" Yang Denghuan glanced at Aya and smiled.

"Who said that? I really ate a lot. You eat quickly!" Aya said as she picked up a piece of sausage for Yang Denghuan and picked up a piece of pickled vegetables with chopsticks and put them into her mouth.

Yang Denghuan laughed, picked up a few pieces of sausage from the plate and put them on the plate in front of Aya.

“I’ve really eaten it…”

Without waiting for Aya to finish, Yang Deng said with a smile: "Hurry up! It's not like we can't afford it, so why should we be stingy about it!"

After saying that, Yang Denghuan broke the steamed bun in his hand, stuffed a lot of pickles inside, and put it together again.

After taking a sip, Yang Denghuan said with an intoxicated look on his face, "To be honest, this pickle actually tastes really good."

Ai Ya was amused by Yang Denghuan. She glanced at him and said, "I won't prepare pickles for you in the morning from now on, so that you won't complain."

After hearing this, Yang Denghuan quickly laughed and said, "No! I just like the taste of this. What will I do if it's gone?"

After Yang Denghuan finished speaking, a sad look appeared on his face and he looked at Aya with a bitter face.

Ai Ya was amused by Yang Denghuan's lazy look. She shook her head and said, "I know that we have no shortage of food at home. Not to mention you, even I have special supplies. It's just...it's just..."

"Just what? It tastes unbearable?" Yang Deng asked with a smile.

"That's what I mean." Aya said with a red face.

"So, have you ever thought about what someone would think if he came in at this time and saw pickles on our table?" Yang Denghuan glanced at Aya and asked lightly.

Aya was slightly stunned after hearing this. (End of this chapter)