The next day, with the help of Lee Jae-ho and Kwon Jae-hee, the old man's funeral was held in the bar.

The bar that was originally old had more twilight colors at this time, with black curtains arranged around the stage. In the middle of the stage was Mr. Jin's black coffin, and a black and white portrait was placed on the wall above the coffin. The old man in the photo smiled peacefully and looked at the sad people in the hall.

The reception was handled by Lee Jae-ho and Kwon Jae-hee. Kim Joo-woo just knelt quietly in the family’s greeting area. After crying, he was no longer as silent as he started, but was like a puppet with a thread tied, and he did whatever others said.

Li Min-hyuk logically said that he could not enter the family area, but he was the only one who could barely do things at home. Li Jae-ho also knew that his teacher and Zhuo Xu treated him as his family, so he let him be busy inside and outside.

There are already many guests gathered in the bar, and their extraordinary identities can be seen from the clothes and the vehicles parked outside the door. However, the atmosphere in the bar is not harmonious, and it is obviously divided into several small groups. In addition to the sadness on their faces, they are more disdainful of other "small groups".

"Mr. Li! It's a coincidence to meet you here!" A middle-aged man who was obviously here to make a relationship spoke to Li Jae-ho, who was greeting guests at the door with a flattering face. The smile on his face was completely inconsistent with the atmosphere of the bar at this time. "I will be the host tomorrow, and I wonder if Mr. Li can appreciate his face..."

Without caring about the disdain and anger of the guests around him, the fat middle-aged man still looked servile and waited for Li Jae-ho's answer.

"I'm sorry!" Li Zaihao saluted to the person in front of him with a blank expression, "Thank you for attending the teacher's funeral, but I am wearing mourning now and cannot agree to your invitation, please forgive me!"

"This..." The middle-aged man wanted to say something, but he felt that someone was pushing him hard behind him. He couldn't keep his standing posture and sat forward and staggered outside the door.

"Li Zaihao! You really don't offend anyone! Is this kind of person worthy of attending the teacher's funeral?" A man with a slightly strong figure looked at the fat man sitting on the ground with contempt. "You, who is the funeral here, who is here, remember to check it out before coming! Get out!"

"The fourth brother, this is the teacher's funeral, don't make trouble." Li Zaihao said lightly, as if he had no intention of arguing with this rude junior brother. Looking at the fat man sitting on the ground in a daze, he said apologetically: "I'm sorry, but please go back! Everyone is in a bad mood for the teacher's funeral..."

"Why are you talking to him about this?" The man who looked about 30 years old looked angry, as if he was very angry at Li Jae-ho's ignorance. "Why are you still sitting there? Don't get out! I'm..."

"Fourth brother! You are a teacher's student!" Li Zaihao interrupted the fourth brother who was about to show his power to the middle-aged man and shouted sternly. Hearing Li Zaihao's scolding, especially the word "teacher" behind him, the fourth brother, who was full of anger on his face, suddenly became angry, turned around and left dejectedly, muttering, "The teacher is gone, you are still bullying me..."

No longer paying attention to the fat man who left in a mess, Li Zaihao was still standing at the door, and several small groups were talking in a low voice: "See, what about the future star of the Ministry of National Defense? In front of the successor of the largest chaebol, he could only bow his head and get scolded!"

"No, among Mr. Jin's students, the Li family is confident!"

The fourth brother heard other people's comments but did not refute it. He was not a naughty person, and what others said did not mean the truth of the matter. The relationship between the teacher and the students was not as simple as outsiders. Moreover, what Li Zaihao said was very right. He was the teacher's student, and today it was the teacher's funeral...

Jin Zhuoxu didn't care about the atmosphere in the bar. His grandfather left, but he could do nothing. Time travel did not mean that he could do everything. All he could do was just kneel there and quietly answer the guests who came forward to worship.

Seeing that the time was almost over, Kwon Jae-hee walked directly to the microphone in front of the stage, and attracted everyone's attention with a gentle cough. She said lightly: "Next, Mr. Jin's funeral ceremony begins. I believe everyone in the audience knows much more about Mr. Jin's life than me. Mr. Jin has worked hard for the country all his life, and the students he taught are even more scattered in all walks of life in South Korea..."

Looking at the slightly impatient guests in the audience, he vaguely showed a look of contempt, glanced at the expressionless Kim Joo-wook, the sad Lee Min-hyuk, and the silent "students" behind the two. He took a deep breath and stopped the eulogy.

"It seems that you really know Mr. Jin's life very well, so I won't talk nonsense anymore, just talk about Mr. Jin's will!"

The bar suddenly became much quieter, as if everyone was strangled by their invisible hands, and looked at Kwon Jae-hee nervously on the stage.

Kwon Jae-hee's smile became much more obvious. She took out a document and looked at the people in the audience and said, "My name is Kwon Jae-hee, Mr. Jin's personal lawyer before his death. Now he is entrusted by Mr. Jin to publish his will."

"According to Mr. Jin's wishes, all his shares in various South Korean corporate groups will be handed over to the law firm for supervision. The benefits obtained will no longer be provided to various political institutions, but will be handed over to private groups for charity, and the specific implementation will be supervised by the law firm for supervision."

Without caring about the surprise and a little angry reaction from everyone in the audience, Kwon Zaihee immediately said, "Responsively, Mr. Jin also announced that he would give up his right to speak and vote in various political systems, and would not designate anyone to take over any rights and positions in any political system."

Looking at the guests in the audience who were in a mess, Quan Zaihee closed the document, "As for Mr. Jin's personal property, including the bar where everyone is and all the deposits, they are all inherited by Mr. Jin's immediate family, grandson Jin Zhuoxu. The above is the entire content of Mr. Jin's will. Are there any questions?"

The people in the audience are still in chaos. As the guiding light of South Korea, Mr. Kim previously held certain positions in most political groups, balancing the conflict of interests in the Korean political arena with this delicate identity. Now Mr. Kim gave up all rights in one breath and had no intention of designating a successor at all. The forces between various groups and even within the groups must undergo a major reshuffle.

"I have a problem!" asked a gentle and gentle old man in confusion. Unlike those politicians, people in the business circle did not show much panic about Mr. Jin's decision.

"Speaking!"

"While Mr. Jin gave up his right to use his interests, as a shareholder who owns the shares, who is responsible for his voting rights?" The old man has been in the mall for a long time and discovered the abnormalities as soon as he heard it.

"Jin Lao's shares have fully entrusted this law firm to supervise it. In principle, we will not interfere with the operations of each company, but if we encounter situations where all shareholders need to vote, we will send representatives to vote according to the arrangement."

Kwon Jae-hee replied with a smile, "As for the position of this law firm, I think it depends on the opinions of the firm owner."

"Your boss is..." The old man couldn't help but look at the "students" who had been silent.

The fourth brother's eyes became sharp since Kwon Jae-hee began to recite the will, and his eyes swept towards the ugly politicians. He couldn't help but want to explode several times, but was stopped by the look of Lee Jae-ho on the side. The other students didn't say anything, but just looked at the guests present coldly.

"Our boss is Mr. Jin Zhuoxue, the grandson of Mr. Jin."

Everyone at the scene was amazed incredibly. Mr. Jin was so good at this! First, he gave up all his political weapons and let his grandson leave the political whirlpool far away. Then he donated the economic benefits that made everyone jealous to charity so that his grandson could avoid being used. The best thing is that he buried his rights underground in this way of transplanting flowers and wood. The shares in his hands will not work normally, but once someone is going to be unfavorable to his grandson - isn't a nuclear bomb buried underground nuclear bomb?

Looking at the guests who were talking, Kwon Jae-hee took off her glasses impatiently, took out a piece of soft deer skin and gently wiped the lenses, "Do you have any opinions?"

"Is Mr. Jin crazy to let a child take on such a position?" the head of a manufacturing group shouted anxiously, "We cannot accept this kind of arrangement! I will go back to convene a shareholders' meeting!"

"Yes! We must not let a child play with South Korea's economy as a toy!" The head of the family immediately received support from some people. They did not believe that the orphans of the Kim family who lost the support of politicians could still control the weaknesses of so many people?

"On behalf of all the subsidiaries of the Li family, I have no objection." Li Zaihao's plain voice immediately calmed down the person who was still shouting. They remembered that Mr. Jin's most powerful weapon was not these positions and data, but students who took root in various fields in South Korea.

"We have no objection!" The students who had been silent before followed Li Zaihao and pointed their eyes at the people who had become trembling with sharp swords. It seemed that if anyone dared to say the word "no", they would be immediately penetrated by thousands of swords.

The fourth brother stood there, staring at the people present with his eyes tightly, and his fists were exposed with blue veins. He was a barefoot man. It was the teacher who took him step by step to his current status. He could do anything for the teacher!

"I'm not interested in those things." A cold voice broke the tense atmosphere at the scene. Everyone looked at the boy who had been kneeling there honestly. He stood up expressionlessly, dragged his legs, which had become numb because of his long-term kneeling, and walked to the microphone. Kwon Jae-hee moved away from the position, stood on the left behind Jin Zhuoxue, and looked at the child curiously.

Jin Zhuoxue smiled bitterly. It seemed that the influence of grandpa's death was really extraordinary. He raised his head, which had been slightly lowering, looked at the people in front of him and said, "I never participate in things that I am not interested in, but who dares to move grandpa's things?"

Everyone stared at the boy blankly, with a cold smile on his handsome face. His eyes looked like the dead Mr. Jin - but Old Jin's eyes looked like a vast calm sea surface, while the boy's eyes looked more like the dark and dull bottom of the sea.

"I just said that I won't touch things that are not interested in, and of course I won't be the boss of any firm. You can go back with confidence or hold a shareholders' meeting - if the uncles don't have any objections!"
Chapter completed!