Was Aquaman’s ex-husband cremated today?

The dishes at Gargamel Restaurant are among the best in Licheng.

Zhou Yongan tried it once and thought it was good.

Because he had to deal with some issues with the Monetary Authority of Singapore, he waited outside the Financial Regulatory Building for the entire afternoon today.

Although I didn't meet Su Chenggang, I finally waited for Jia Xinglei from the Supervision Department and brought him here for dinner.

"When does the Supervision Department plan to return my notebook and documents? Now I have nothing to do all day and cannot work." Zhou Yongan was too lazy to be polite with him.

Jia Xinglei stared at him, with a dead look on his face, saying he was forced to come here, not voluntarily. "The Supervision Department harmed you, and your paranoia has not been cured yet."

Zhou Yongan took the menu handed to him by the waiter, quickly ticked a few items on it, and handed it to the waiter.

Picking up the chrysanthemum barley tea on the table, his thoughts drifted away: "Am I just delusional? Wasn't the incident when I was sent to the public security agency a big enough incident?"

Jia Xinglei glared at him deeply. It was also because of that time that he knew that Zhou Yongan had a banking background. Although the HKMA did not have a clear avoidance system when recruiting people, why would he come to the HKMA to be a small follower with such a family background?

It's hard not to guess his purpose of joining the regulatory agency!

As a member of the Monetary Authority of Singapore, being taken away for investigation for taking bribes is a new thing in the past two years. After all, usually the investigation focuses on the big guys, and no one would focus on a small clerk.

Jia Xinglei took a sip of tea and asked in an ambiguous tone, "So, who framed you?"

Zhou Yongan glanced at him. We are all smart people. Everyone in the bureau knew how Su Chenggang's attitude towards him changed from enthusiastic to cold during that period.

Jia Xinglei had originally guessed about 70% of it, but he didn't dare to think so without evidence. Now seeing Zhou Yongan like this, he has understood it very clearly.

He reached out and knocked on the table: "Didn't you say that you had important information to give to Director Su? Bring it here."

Zhou Yongan immediately took out his cell phone and made a call to have the things delivered.

Jia Xinglei watched his every move, glanced at the time on his wrist, and thought to himself that he and Zhou Yongan did not have a close relationship.

As Su Chenggang's current key promotion target, Jia Xinglei felt very uncomfortable being in the same space with Zhou Yongan for more than a second.

Zhou Yongan saw that he was in trouble and wanted to comfort him: "You rushed to Huayu as soon as possible, which made me feel the danger signal that Director Su wanted to bring to me. Even if he can't find any problems with me, Director Su won't blame you."

Jia Xinglei frowned. Things were not that simple.

After Huayu encountered a public opinion crisis, Su Chenggang immediately called him and asked him to lead a team to the scene in person. Otherwise, according to the previous field work arrangements, there would be no need for him to visit in person.

But I haven't found any clues yet.

Zhou Yongan picked up the white wine, poured two small cups, handed one to Jia Xinglei, and then took his own cup and drank it all: "In fact, if you have read my computer data, you should know that the situation is different from what is said in the nude chat records."

How could he continue to keep the problematic data when there was no such data at all?

"Give me back my stuff, go back and issue a notice, and this matter will be over today."

"Or you can check it for another two days over the weekend? But the announcement must be sent out before Monday."

Instead of playing Tai Chi, Zhou Yongan deliberately chose Thursday afternoon to break the news, leaving enough time for the HKMA to investigate and collect evidence.

Since Su Chenggang is so eager to find evidence against him, he will definitely prioritize Huayu Bank and devote all his team's efforts to investigating Huayu's violations of regulations and disciplines.

One day was enough for them to check the data on his computer and the reports in the Huayu system one by one.

Jia Xinglei did not touch the glass of wine. He knew what was going on. What was the use of him knowing that Huayu was clean? Now his master Director Su’s attitude was very clear. He must find out something!

In order to take advantage of the negative public opinion about Huayu, add fuel to the fire and make Huayu's reputation ruined.

Jia Xinglei: "You are worried that if the problem is not solved over the weekend, the Huayu stock market will continue to fall next Monday. But what can we do? Our HKMA has just undergone departmental reforms, and it has not yet been determined who should handle many things. There is a lot of work to do."

Zhou Yongan continued to pour himself another glass and drank it all.

The strong liquor was bitter and spicy, and soon I felt a burning sensation in my throat and neck.

If the division of labor was not clear, would there be time to investigate Huayu? Zhou Yongan knew it very well.

He smiled and said bluntly, "It seems that Director Su still needs to agree."

Jia Xinglei sighed softly.

Zhou Yongan: "No problem, when the stuff arrives, you can give it to Director Su. As for whether you want to take a look or not... I suggest you don't be curious."

What he said actually aroused the curiosity of those who were not curious at first.

The cell phone rang, Yu Zijing said he was nearby, and Zhou Yongan got up and came out of the box.

As the door opened, I bumped into Wu Gangsheng who came out of the next box.

Wu Gangsheng: "Vice President, what a coincidence."

Zhou Yongan frowned, intending to scare him: "Why are you eating here without inviting me?"

Wu Gangsheng smiled and said, "I will definitely ask the vice president to come next time. I am having dinner with the human resources director Qingwen today. Aren't there going to be interns coming next week? I am thinking about not sending some idiots to my team."

Zhou Yongan gently pushed open the door of the next box and took a look inside.

Li Qingwen sat there, well-behaved, not eating, just playing with his cell phone.

For some unknown reason, he pushed the door and walked in.

Li Qingwen looked back and saw Zhou Yongan walking in from the door with deep affection. The man had his own walking hormones, and one look at him would hook anyone's soul.

Behind him was Old Wu, who was originally planning to go to the toilet.

He was just acting as a matchmaker for her, and now he is bringing her a date. It is hard not to suspect that Old Wu and Zhou Yongan have been in cahoots with each other and have set up this scheme together.

"Director Wen, I'm also short of an assistant. Can you arrange an intern spot for me?" Zhou Yongan walked over with his hands behind his back and sat down opposite Li Qing.

Li Qingwen rolled his eyes.

Zhou Yongan and Wu Gangsheng looked at each other and smiled: "She was drinking just now? How can she show her psychological activities?"

Wu Gangsheng was also stunned. Although Li Qingwen hoped to dismiss Vice President Zhou, nothing had been decided yet, so he had to continue to put in enough effort to cover up the problem!

He drank more of the two bottles of champagne on the table, while Li Qingwen only drank two glasses.

Zhou Yongan continued to pester: "I'm not as rigid as Lao Wu. I just want an excellent and flexible intern. My requirements are simple. I want a girl who is sweet-mouthed and can roll her eyes cutely."

Li Qingwen was about to roll his eyes, but he quickly gave up and responded coldly: "You are a vice president, isn't it enough to have Assistant Lin? President Zhou only has one assistant."

"Really? That's because Mr. Zhou doesn't care about Qian Zhu. I'm different. I love my assistant myself. Lin Sen has too much work to do, so I have to find someone else to share the burden with him."

It was unclear whether he was joking or talking about business. No matter which one it was, Li Qingwen would not agree with him: "There are only 22 interns this time, and there is no quota for the vice president."

Zhou Yongan glanced at Wu Gangsheng and smiled: "Do I have to treat you to a meal in order to give me a place?"

Seeing that he looked so dissolute, Li Qingwen simply told him clearly: "You won't get a place."

Wu Gangsheng squeezed his legs together anxiously. No matter how urgent it was to pee, it was not convenient for him to go out at this moment. He kept his eyes and ears focused on the development of the situation, fearing that the two people would start quarreling if they disagreed.

Zhou Yongan noticed that she seemed a little different today, and he didn't even bother to pretend in front of Old Wu: "You are so angry, Director Wen, did I offend you?"