Everyone present was shocked.

No one can imagine a banker talking to the bank president in such a tone. Everyone knew in their hearts that although Shirai was nominally acting president, after Nakano received the investigation from the Financial Department, Nakano's position as president would be removed.

By then, Shirai will become the president of the bank.

Who would like to express this to a president like this?!

Shirai couldn't help feeling the shock in his heart when he heard Hanzawa shouting "Thousand times of return". The banker in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.

A banker who has been in the industry for several years does not develop the ability to speak human beings or speak lies when he sees people, at least he also understands the worldly ways. However, this Hanze in front of him openly roars in front of him in front of him.

Shirai felt angry.

While his anger surged in his heart, he remembered his current identity as acting president.

Why do you want to get angry with the ant?

This kind of anger will only lower your identity.

For ants, it is useless to shout at them.

The right option is to raise your foot and flatten it.

Shirai squeezed out a hypocritical smile, "Hanzawa. I don't know what you want to give back. Some words like "thousand times". This is the workplace, not the fight between you and my kids!"

"Retrieve his computer now!" Shirai ordered the director of the human resources department next to him.

Hanzawa stared at Shirai in front of him like this.

No words were spoken.

He must be patient.

When you can give your opponent a fatal blow, take action again.

However, Hanzawa's anger was still written on his face without any concealment.

Several personnel specialists immediately stepped forward and moved Hanze's computer away, took away the folder information on the desktop, including his business card of the second department of the business department, his usual work notebook, etc.

In the office lobby, everyone witnessed this humiliation to Hanzawa.

A humiliation to the second department.

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After completing the cumbersome process of suspension, it was past 5 o'clock when Hanze walked out of the bank.

Although in the office lobby, Yamatoda arrogantly said that he did not need any work handover and was suspended directly. But in fact, the projects at hand at Hanzawa still need to make a simple emergency handover.

What should I do next?

Hanze walked almost aimlessly on the street.

He shuttled through the nearby shopping malls, looking at many restaurants that he had had lunch on weekdays.

Although I haven't been to the headquarters for a long time, I am extremely familiar with the surroundings.

Is my career as a banker going to end?

The cell phone in my pocket vibrated.

When I opened it, I saw that it was a message sent by my wife.

Ask yourself if you want to work overtime today and whether you will come back to eat.

Seeing the text message from his family, Hanzawa suddenly felt warm, but what followed was confusion about the future.

"I'll be back tonight."

Hanzawa replied.

Nearly an hour later, Hanzawa opened the door.

"I'm back." Hanzawa said in the entrance hall, then took off his shoes.

Walking into the dining room, I saw a table of delicious dishes prepared by my wife.

"It's rare! This is probably the first day you got off work since you worked in Tokyo!" said his wife, "This is the head office of the Central Bank of Tokyo, which always competes with me for my husband. Naoki. Logically speaking, isn't it that the older the official, the more idle the! You have arrived at the head office, why are you still so busy!"

Hanze had a thought in his heart, so he couldn't even say anything about family matters, so he could only smile awkwardly.

The wife immediately complained about all kinds of strange things she encountered when she worked part-time in Tokyo at the dinner table.

She missed her previous life in Osaka and muttered and complained about the indifference of Tokyo people.

Praise the enthusiastic character of Kansai people.

There was a sentence in Hanze, but no sentence was in response.

To be honest, he was a little confused about how to face his wife.

If, she knew that her husband was on the verge of being fired.

Hanzawa picked up the bowl containing the miso soup.

He felt a little distressed inside and hesitated very much whether to tell his wife about his suspension.

Should I say it?

As a partner, of course, you must have the right to know.

Especially such a major thing.

However, Hanze didn't want to worry his partner.

I moved to Tokyo and my wife was busy with this family, and I devoted myself to my work.

Hanzawa's desire to speak but stops attracted his wife's attention.

"What's wrong, Naoki. She looks a little listless today."

"Nothing." Hanzawa said hurriedly.

After dinner, Hanze made an excuse and said he wanted to go to the bank to get the documents, so he hurriedly left. His true thought was to stay alone outside for a while, and he really didn't know how to face his wife.

When Hanze is alone and relieves work pressure, he likes to see the night view of the city.

He drove to Tokyo's Sky Tower.

I want to empty my anxiety in the observatory inside.

Soon, start the car and set off.

When the deadline was approaching, I was lucky enough to catch up and bought tickets.

Take the elevator directly to the observation deck.

Tokyo's Sky Tower has a height of 634 meters, and was once the tallest tower in the world.

Standing on the observatory and looking down, the entire Tokyo was like a vast city scattered with stars, and suddenly came into view. Countless dense buildings, lighted, formed an endless sea of ​​tall buildings.

It is said that Tokyo is the most densely populated city in the world.

It is in this city with the highest population density that there is a beautiful view of tall buildings that is comparable to New York that is beyond the boundaries.

Some people think this is a spectacular view.

However, some people think this is a steel bar cage that traps humans.

Hanze looked at the night view and fell into deep thoughts.

Tokyo Central Bank.

Shirai.

Eriko.

False out of the table.

Although the computer was confiscated, he printed out the documents and information of Yoshizawa Trust and placed them in the trunk on his car.

In my mind, the mystery is still lingering.

If President Nakano's Fukuo Real Estate Loan is not a covered bad loan, then where is the real non-performing loan?

Hanze felt a mess in his mind.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt unsure.

If the original industry has a complex interest network, may it be able to move?

Is it possible to find out by yourself?

Hanzawa began to doubt himself for some reason.

Even if a person is strong inside, he will always be shaken.

People are always mortals.

A body not made of steel.

At this moment—

He heard a male voice coming from behind him.

"Second Master Hanzawa."

He knew the master of this voice.

After hearing this sound for a moment, he immediately felt nervous.

Hanzawa quickly turned his head and saw—
Chapter completed!