In the quiet home of the Hoffman family, Philip was at the bottom of the stairs, ready to go upstairs, and Jonas was in the middle, with his back against the wooden railing.

Above him was the leaning Yankel, and above him were the solemn-looking Hannah and the frowning Vera.

Not far from them, Jacob leaned out of the window.

Several people were stunned after Hannah's words were spoken, forming a picture with different thoughts.

Yankel lowered his head and shouted: "Mother......"

Hannah shook her head and said disappointedly: "Yankel, why don't you dare to look me in the eye, there are no outsiders here, only your mother, brother, nephew, and aunt, uncle, whatever you say, you can say it directly." ”

Yankel muttered: "I'm just worried that Jonas is inexperienced......"

"Shut up!" Hannah snorted, taking a deep breath before adding, "Yankel, do you know where you have disappointed me? You can fight for your brother's property while his bones are still cold, but you don't dare to admit your intentions. You don't even have the courage to do it, so how can people believe that you can be a good leader?"

Yankel couldn't help but look up at Hannah. "Mom, am I really so useless in your eyes?"

"What can you do but do nothing under the rules?" sounded a little unsparing to Jonas, which showed that Hannah was really indignant.

Philip shouted disapprovingly, "Hannah......"

Hannah held back her anger and said coldly, "I won't mention this matter today." The night after tomorrow, when Yannick is buried, I hope you will convince me. Don't forget, I'm the one who really calls the shots in this family!"

Vera Round said, "Sister-in-law, let's go wash up." You're all scattered......"

Philip sighed, took two steps up, patted Jonas on the shoulder, and said to Yankel: "Even if you have this ability, you should consider how to contribute to the family through your own ability, instead of just staring at the family's little bit of ......"

The group returned to the living room, and Nicole poked her head out of the kitchen. "Morning, everyone, it's time for breakfast. ”

Everyone was stunned, and they all forgot that there was an "outsider" at home.

For a family like theirs, the exposure of family ugliness is a more serious thing than a loss of money.

Jacob paused and smiled back at Nicole. "Hello, Nicole. As a guest, how can you be allowed to cook?"

Philip glanced at Jonas, who nodded slightly, meaning to take care of Nicole himself, and he nodded slightly.

Sixteen-year-old Nicole was able to get up early in the morning to make breakfast for the whole family, and Jonas was actually quite touched in his heart.

At least at this time, she loved Jonas so sincerely, and this love was touching, even if it contained some conditions.

After freshening up, Hannah and Vera went out of the house, and when they saw that Nicole had already baked bread and boiled fresh milk, they also guessed what had just happened.

Jonas noticed that Hannah had secretly looked at Nicole for a few moments, without any expression.

Nicole's craft can't make a big meal, so after a simple breakfast, everyone arranges their tasks and goes to the church in town.

Last night, Jonas and they tossed and turned in France for a few days, and all went home to rest, and the two brothers Andre Hoffmann and Lakenhoffmann, who were on duty in the church.

In fact, most of the affairs do not need to be worried about them, they are here, but they are here on behalf of the Hoffmann family.

Today is Saturday, and many friends have chosen to pay their respects to Yannick today.

On Jonas's side, his good friends also appeared, and Kostler came early in the morning and stayed by Jonas's side to receive the mourners with him.

Theresa also knows about Yannick, but she couldn't find time to come back yesterday and should come over today. ”

Kostler looked at Nicole, who was with Hannah, and asked in a low voice, "What are you going to do about the two of them going to meet?"

"It's not something I need to think about right now. As he said this, Jonas saw Sterteng get out of the car with Professor Hugo and Erwin.

On the other car, came down Salem and her henchman Nittel, and then there was ...... Balm, the Valkyrie-like Balm has attracted the attention of many people.

The difference between Eastern and Western funerals is mainly reflected in the fact that after experiencing the grief of the sudden death of a loved one, everyone quickly comes out of the grief.

According to the Catholic custom of the Hoffman family, death is never the end, but a transformation, or it can be understood as reincarnation.

Today's condolence ceremony is less sad and more like a celebration.

Professor Hugo gave them flowers, and if they knew each other, they would chat together for a while.

The Hoffman family offers a variety of drinks, liquors, and snacks. Whether it is a guest or a passerby, you can take it at will.

If someone comes forward to offer condolences, relatives must come forward to salute and express a few words of condolences to each other.

Jonas has always been busy, he is Yannick's only child, and this kind of occasion cannot be separated from him.

"Stten, who is the girl who is with Grandma Jonas?"

"I don't know, but it shouldn't be his sister, and I know his eldest sister is only thirteen. ”

Balm stopped talking, and although the bright and moving Nicole was wearing plain clothes today, she still couldn't block her dazzling light.

Compared to her, he was like a piece of fat that Jonas occasionally moved his mouth to.

However, she has no intention of competing, and she is already very satisfied to be able to accompany Jonas to enjoy her youth in school and study together.

In the afternoon, Richie came again, his villa less than three hundred meters from the church.

At such a close distance, his bodyguards were enough to keep him safe.

"Jonas, Mark wants to talk to you. ”

The person who spoke to Jonas was a capable middle-aged woman, and Jonas had just learned her name, Ursula Santo Domingo. She was a marquise in Spain and Richie's secretary at the same time.

Jonas turned his head to look at Richie, who was sitting in the bishop's private garden, beckoning to him.

"Thank you, ma'am, I'll come right over. ”

Ursula nodded, smiled softly at Jonas, and turned to walk outside.

After reading Ritchie's two autobiographies, Jonas is well aware of the Marquise's position in Macridge's circle.

In The Independent Republic of Macridge, the Marquise is Ritchie's personal butler and assistant, and in The Oil King, the Marquise is described as a strongman worthy of the elite of the era.

There are too many such elites around Richie, and if you pick one out, Jonas will have to study for several years to dare to compare.

It is for this reason that he is only willing to let Richie remember himself, rather than put his face on his face. I don't have enough ability, and if I say something ugly, I can't even eat a mouthful of hot.

Originally, I thought that with Yannick here, I could enjoy his care, but now, only the shadow remains.

"Jonas, please be seated. ”

"Thank you, Uncle Mark. Jonas was unkind and sat down in the chair across from him.

Although Macridge is an admirer of Jonas, chatting with him is never something to be happy about.

First of all, he is not a good talker, his voice is very soft, even if he speaks English, he has a strong German accent, but he speaks German, but with a strong Eastern European German accent.

Many times, even sitting across from him, with a little negligence, you don't know what he's talking about.

Unlike his soft tone, his sharp eyes and intimidating momentum make him like to look into the eyes of the other person when talking to people, giving them a lot of pressure.

And he speaks carefully and very concisely. Usually just a nod, "Got it." "Yes. "Why?" and "What do you think?"

Everybody thinks talking to him is a chore, because most of the time, you feel like you're dealing with a machine.

But today, he was very different from usual, and after Jonas sat down, he talked a lot. From the time he met Yannick in the early 70s to the present 12 years of friendship, he has always remembered and sighed.

It wasn't until today that Jonas didn't know that Yannick and his acquaintance became friends with him, and there was a sense of heroism and heroism.

In the sixties, Richie worked for Philip Brothers, the largest oil trader at the time, and began to make a name for himself because of its exclusive trade with Cuba.

Together with his partner Pincasgreen, he pioneered the "battle trade" model, in which trade rights were obtained from countries in turmoil.

He was known as the "Matador" because of his killer instincts, basically he was in charge of negotiating and closing deals, Green was in charge of transportation, and Captain Green's nickname was spread from that era.

Because the million-dollar prize didn't materialize, he and Green left the company and started his own business, starting with their savings and two million from Rich's father's loan from a bank in Colombia.

After settling in Zug, Switzerland, their initial business did not go well because of the lack of capital.

At this time, Yannick, who had known them a few years earlier, helped them a lot.

And their business is getting bigger and bigger, gathering more and more people, and gradually forming a huge interest group.

For the past decade, Yannick has been the financial officer of their team, managing more than $10 billion in trade funds on their behalf.

Now, Yannick's untimely death has hit them very hard.

Without Yannick, there would have been no one they could trust to deliver ammunition to them.

After a long memory, Richie said, "I'm sorry, Jonas, after Yannick gave his life for us, we are going to use him one last time today......"

Jonas looked up, his eyes full of doubt. "What do you want to do?"