Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

Zhou Yongan's lunch was arranged at a private plum blossom pile in Licheng.

Meihuazhuang is quiet and comfortable. It is said that when provincial leaders and Beijing leaders come to Licheng to inspect work, they will arrange a meal at Meihuazhuang.

The indoor environment is Zen-like, with the natural sounds of flowing water and wind chimes in your ears, plum blossoms blooming outside the window, and everything you see looks extremely natural.

Exquisite food was served on the table. The oddly shaped bowls and utensils also made people want to take pictures. After the waiter left, Li Qingwen couldn't help but take out his mobile phone.

"How do you know there is such a place?" Li Qingwen asked.

Zhou Yongan served her the rice and placed the chopsticks in place: "I've been here with my dad before, come and try it and see how it tastes."

Li Qingwen shoveled the fragrant rice. This was definitely the most delicious rice she had ever eaten in Licheng. She estimated that even without eating any vegetables, she could finish two bowls.

"This crab meat cream is very soft, crispy and delicious. But I still like the freshly fried squid tentacles more." Li Qingwen tried every dish.

Zhou Yongan scooped a spoonful of cheese mashed potatoes into his mouth.

Li Qingwen had just noticed that this place was not like a restaurant outside. Apart from them, there were no other diners. She was very curious: "Are we the only ones eating here today?"

"The rule here is to only serve one table of guests a day." Zhou Yongan didn't tell her, because the people he was meeting were all important people, and it was impossible to arrange for several groups of people to eat together at the same time.

“Is it difficult to make an appointment?”

Buddhist restaurants like this usually have the capital to be arrogant. They can open and close whenever they want, all depending on the mood of the owner.

"Fortunately, maybe it was because the New Year was approaching, I got the appointment right away." Zhou Yongan said easily.

In fact, he just took advantage of the situation. When he was reporting his work to his elder brother just now, he heard that his elder brother received a phone call and then cancelled the meal with the guests at Meihuazhuang.

Li Qingwen accepted what he said because on the way here, he could clearly feel that the number of vehicles on the road had become fewer.

Migrant workers in Licheng account for half of the local population. Now that half of them have returned home for the New Year, the city has suddenly become empty.

"Did Zhou Ying say when she will be back?" Thinking about buying New Year gifts in the evening, Li Qingwen thought of Zhou Ying again.

Speaking of this sister, Zhou Yongan's face was full of heartache: "I will ask her about it via video in the evening."

"What New Year's gift do you want?" Li Qingwen asked.

Zhou Yongan thought about it and realized that what he wanted most was already by his side, so what else was he missing?

"I would be satisfied if you could restore the necklace that was originally around my neck," he said.

“……”Li Qingwen shook his head.

Zhou Yongan did not bring it up again. He was silent for a long time. When he spoke again, the question returned to work: "Did Jiang Lei become the head of the inspection team because of his personal ability? I heard people say that you took good care of him."

Li Qingwen stopped chewing immediately, looked at Zhou Yongan with innocent eyes, and said in a serious tone: "I am not familiar with him. I think he was promoted so quickly because the former vice president admired him very much and he also had a good reputation in the group."

Zhou Yongan raised his eyebrows suspiciously: "Why did I hear people say it was because you took good care of him?"

Li Qingwen didn't want to play such a joke on him at all: "Who? Can I confront him face to face?"

Zhou Yongan sighed: "Eat quickly, your husband believes in you."

There are two theaters in Licheng, one close to the city center and the other close to the northern suburbs.

Meng Dadong's last drama performance of the year was this afternoon, and fans who love to watch her dramas have already entered the venue and are waiting for their seats.

Two hours later, the old lady, supported by Aunt Lan, walked out of the theater at the end of the crowd.

"Hello, Madam Zhou, sorry to bother you." A male voice suddenly sounded.

The old lady looked over and saw a young man, about 30 years old, with a pair of clear eyes that made him look like a teenager. He was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand and wearing a long black down jacket, which wrapped him up bloatedly.

The chest was unzipped, revealing his black suit.

The old lady raised her eyebrows suspiciously: "Are you an employee of Huayu?"

Jiang Lei smiled slightly: "The old lady has a keen eye. I work in the supervision group of Huayu Head Office. I heard from my uncle that the old lady likes to watch plays, so I came to try my luck."

The old lady was confused by what he said. She asked, "Who is your uncle?"

Jiang Lei presented the flowers and said, "Liang Yusheng is my uncle."

The old lady nodded in understanding, but still looked at Jiang Lei in confusion: "Why are you here to see me?"

After all, Lao Liang is a major shareholder of the company. If his nephew has only some minor problems in the workplace, he can intervene and take care of it. Why would he come to her?

Besides, these major shareholders and Chunsheng are all close friends. Why doesn’t Lao Liang look for Chunsheng but lets his nephew look for her?

The old lady didn't quite understand what was going on.

Jiang Lei glanced at Aunt Lan beside him. The old lady raised her hand and gestured, and Aunt Lan immediately walked aside.

It was windy in the square outside the theater. Jiang Lei asked the old lady if she wanted to go to his car to chat, but she refused.

Jiang Lei didn't know where to start, so he asked the old lady: "Don't you like your granddaughter-in-law now?"

Hearing this, the old lady frowned and looked at the young man in front of her. Suddenly she became angry and asked, "Are you here to speak for Xiaowen?"

Jiang Lei smiled, shook his head and denied it, "After the annual meeting, the company was rumored that the second young master and our Director Wen were going to have a divorce. If this is true and the old lady doesn't like this granddaughter-in-law, I can help you."

Finally understanding what the young man said, the old lady was silent for a while and then expressed a guess: "Do you like our Xiaowen?"

Jiang Lei curled his lips: "I like her. If I hadn't suddenly found out that she was married to the deputy director, I would have confessed to her by now."

After all, now that Huayu has abolished the rules against office romances, there is no need for him to hide his thoughts anymore.

The old lady snorted, "No one can escape the temptation of beauty. Since you have come to me, tell me how can I help you?"

"If you want to separate two people, the easiest way is to make them lose trust in each other, such as exposing a secret that only the two of them know, or creating a scandal for one of them."

Jiang Lei talked freely: "Secrets are not easy for us to know. As for scandals, the Second Young Master had so many scandals in the past, but Director Wen didn't care. It can be seen that the two of them now fully trust each other, and as long as one party opens his mouth to explain, it will not succeed."

The old lady was racking her brains to think of ideas, and she implemented everything she could think of, including embarrassing her granddaughter-in-law at the annual meeting, embarrassing her in person, and demolishing her hometown, all in an effort to make her give up and let her grandson see her granddaughter-in-law's poor family situation and feel ashamed of it.

However, all these tricks were resolved by Yongan one by one, and they were still as close as ever and were not affected at all.

"Do you have a better idea?" the old lady asked with a firm look.

Jiang Lei smiled. He came here today to offer suggestions.