The news had not yet confirmed the death toll when Di Ruihe already presumed the family of three, believed to be dead, were Di Mingjue's family.
Di Ruihe instructed the company's public relations department to claim the news and inform everyone that Di Mingjue had died in a car accident.
Within just one hour, Di Jue Group was in chaos. Even the Di residence was no better. Upon learning of Di Mingjue's accidental death, some elders rushed to the Di residence.
The old lady also fainted from this sudden accident. She was lying on the bed, weak and propped up with an oxygen mask.
"What is going on? How could there be a car accident?"
"Yes, with Mingjue gone so suddenly, what will happen to the company? It finally got back on track, we can't just watch it decline overnight without a leader!"
Not a single person present cared about Di Mingjue's well-being; they selfishly worried about the company, fearing it would affect their interests.
The old lady, furious, wanted to throw them out, but she couldn't muster the strength to lift her arm.
Watching everyone discuss heatedly, Di Ruihe, with a sad expression, walked from the back to the front. "Uncles and elder brothers, Mingjue's funeral matters have not yet been settled. Is it appropriate to say these things here? Also, Grandma is not well. Perhaps you should all go back first and discuss it another day?"
His words immediately captured everyone's attention.
Among the younger generation of the Di family, he was the only one who seemed decent and had never caused any trouble.
The people looked at each other. They reached a unanimous decision.
"Company matters are not trivial. I think Ruihe should replace Mingjue as the head of the Di family. Someone needs to take the lead in all subsequent matters; it won't do to have no one in charge."
"Yes, Ruihe, we watched him grow up. He is careful and cautious. I think he can shoulder this responsibility."
Hearing their words, Di Ruihe's heart bloomed with joy, but outwardly he appeared modest, "This... isn't it too soon?"
"What's too soon? The company cannot be without a head for a single day," the third uncle next to him chimed in.
Di Ruihe looked at the old lady on the bed, who was beside herself with anger, and reluctantly nodded his agreement, "Alright."
With the elders' pushing, the news that Di Ruihe was about to replace Di Mingjue as the CEO of Di Jue Group spread instantly within the company.
Before everyone could recover from the shock of Di Mingjue's death, the news from above further stunned them. Gradually, people began to believe the former.
In a hotel room under Di Jue Group, Di Mingjue was looking at the news related to his own death.
The company's informants informed Shen Lin of the events within the company, and Shen Lin then relayed the information to Di Mingjue.
"He's really too eager to replace me!" Di Mingjue scoffed coldly.
Di Ruihe quickly took Di Mingjue's place and held a funeral for Di Mingjue's family of three with feigned sincerity.
The funeral was grand. To show brotherly affection, Di Ruihe invited major newspapers from the capital to attend the memorial.
Under the reporters' cameras, Di Ruihe's eyes were red from crying. He presented himself to the public as reluctant, expressing his sorrow for Di Mingjue.
When the time came, Di Ruihe, under everyone's gaze, walked to the front holding a microphone.
His hypocritical words flowed smoothly, and the sentimental ones began to shed tears under his speech. At the most emotional point, Di Ruihe covered his face and sobbed uncontrollably.
The flashbulbs at the scene continued to blink, illuminating the entire mourning hall. If people weren't dressed in black, one might have mistaken it for a celebrity meet-and-greet.
Just as Di Ruihe was about to announce the start of the memorial, a shocking commotion suddenly erupted outside the main entrance.
"Ghost, it's a ghost!"
The cry came from the back. People in the front looked around in bewilderment.
Accompanied by the rustling sound of chairs moving, Di Mingjue, in a wheelchair, appeared solemnly in the mourning hall.