Chapter 319


    The next day at the Rainville Coffee Estate.


    This was a private coffee estate filled with expensive coffee nts. The coffee estate was surrounded


    by mountains and water, and an artificialke had been built. At the end of theke was a vi that


    upied more than half of the hill.


    In a ce like Greyport, where every inch ofnd was expensive, it was obvious that anyone who could


    own a private coffee estate must be wealthy.


    This was John’s private coffee estate.


    John had already retired from the business world. His only hobby was drinking coffee. Now, he nted


    and brewed coffee to cultivate his mind.


    At ten in the morning, Bruce arrived at the coffee estate as agreed!


    John was fiddling with a few expensive coffee nts.


    Greyport was close to the sea, and the climate was hot and humid. The coffee nts were very


    delicate and hard to grow. Besides stringent requirements for sunlight and temperature, there were


    also extremely high requirements for soil quality.


    However, John had grown the coffee nts to be green and lush. It could be seen that he had put in a


    lot of effort.


    “John, how have you been?” Bruce was wearing casual clothes with a ck windbreaker.


    Unlike his domineering andposed style when he wore a suit, he looked more cheerful and


    amiable.


    “Bruce, how have you been?” John asked warmly as if he was greeting his grandson.


    Although John was over 90 years old, he looked to be only in his sixties or seventies. He was hale and


    hearty. Dressed in white, he looked like an amiable and ordinary old man.


    However, from his eyes, one could see a trace of the domineering and ruthless youth he had once


    been.


    In his early years, John made his fortune in the sea trade. In that era, piracy was prevalent at sea, and


    sailors lost their lives if they were not careful.


    John was able to make a name for himself in that era and monopolize the trade at the pier of Greyport.


    Bing the Ship King of his generation was a testament to his courage and skills back then.


    Bruce carried a tin of high–end coffee beans and walked forward with a smile. “They’re all doing quite


    fine!


    “John, you’re in the pink!”


    As Bruce spoke, Bruce ced the gift container on the bamboo coffee table.


    John chuckled. “I invited you here for coffee. Why did you bring a gift?”


    “How could Ie empty–handed after not visiting you for so long? I know you like to drink coffee, so


    I’specially brought you authentic Arabica coffee beans.”


    The Arabica coffee beans were produced in Hanston. They were extracted from the two coffee nts


    grown by the king


    back then.


    They could not be bought on the market at all.


    “Try the coffee from the coffee nt which I grew myself. I grew the nt and brewed the coffee


    myself.”


    John grabbed Bruce and brought him to his coffee room affectionately.


    As soon as Bruce entered the coffee room, the rich aroma of coffee wafted into his nose.


    There was a charcoal stove in the room. The coffee set was all made of y. They did not look modern


    at all.


    It took John á long time before a pot of coffee was finally brewed.


    He handed a cup of it to Bruce proudly. “Here, try it.”


    Bruce picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. “Yes, it’s mellow and aromatic in my mouth. It has a


    lingering taste. Not bad, not bad at all!”


    When John heard that, he smiled even more kindly and proudly.


    To be honest, the coffee beans were average.


    After all, John was not a professional coffee farmer.


    However, when one sat by theke to look at the bamboo forest and drink coffee with a vintage coffee


    set, drinking coffee was no longer the point.


    The main idea was to bask in the mood.


    The two of them exchanged pleasantries for a while!


    John suddenly changed the topic and looked at Bruce meaningfully. “The most important thing for men


    is to be magnanimous!


    “A man doesn’t care about trifles when he does things. A great person should be magnanimous.”


    Bruce was speechless and stunned. A hint of suspicion appeared in his eyes!


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    “I don’t understand what you mean, John.”


    John chuckled and said half–teasingly. “I heard that you’ve been bullying Raymond’s eldest


    granddaughter!”


    “Well…” Bruce frowned, and his face was slightly hot.


    “Speaking of which, your grandfather, Raymond, and I had struggled during the same phase back


    then!


    “Life was bitter during that era. It was not like modern times. Everything had to be fought with one’s life.


    Those who could. make a name for themselves have all gotten ahead!


    “Those who failed to do so have passed away.


    “Look, your grandfather and Raymond are no longer alive! When I see your generation, I am reminded


    of our youth!”


    As people got older, they liked to talk about their youth.


    John was no exception. He talked endlessly about the past.


    As a junior, Bruce still had basic manners and self–restraint. He just listened quietly.


    “It hasn’t been easy for Raymond’s granddaughter. No matter what, she’s a woman. Don’t scare her!”


    After John finished talking, he poured another cup of coffee for Bruce personally!


    Bruce’s hand that was holding the coffee cup froze in midair.


    Something seemed to have struck his mind.


    John continued, “You’re the most outstanding boy among the younger generation.


    “If your grandfather were still alive, he would probably be smiling in his grave when he saw how well


    you’ve developed his business.


    “When I reunite with him in the afterworld, I’m sure he’d unt that he had an outstanding grandson.”


    Bruce was silent. His cheeks burned. He actually felt a little ufortable being praised.


    Exactly!


    He was now the wealthiest man in Greyport. He could be said to be the bellwether of the business


    world! Money was just a number to him.


    The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.


    He should pursue a higher realm and do things that would contribute greatly to society.


    “As the saying goes, a gentleman doesn’t fight with a woman. There are so many meaningful things


    that can be done. Why do you have to hold it against a woman?”


    John hit the nail on the head and directly identified what had bothered Bruce.


    Bruce put down his coffee cup and smiled awkwardly.


    “John, I’ve made a fool of myself! It seems that you’re young at heart. You’re so enlightened about


    everything.”


    Johnughed. Have some coffee!


    “Be broad–minded and care for all things and people. Live and let live.”


    Bruce was silent. When he heard that, he was at a loss for words again.


    He had a terrible temper. If someone else had said those words to him, he would probably fly into a


    rage.


    However, John was a person of virtue and prestige. And coupled with his seniority, Bruce was willing to


    heed some of his advice.


    Even John had spoken up for Joanna. It seemed that he had indeed gone overboard.


    Bruce was silent when a sweet female voice was heard. “Grandpa!”


    A well–dressed, young, and beautiful woman walked in from outside the house.


    John looked up and was surprised. “Jennie! Why are you here?”


    “I knew it! You don’te to visit me usually. Strangely, you came today!” John pretended to be angry,


    but his eyes were filled with indulgence.


    Jennie smiled.


    “Bruce, it’s been a while!”


    Bruce also smiled politely. “Yes, it’s been a while.”


    Jennie pouted. “You’re really busy. If my grandfather hadn’t invited you to coffee, I wouldn’t have been


    able to see you.” Bruceughed dryly!


    “It’s gettingte. I should go back! I’ll visit you another day and have coffee with you.”


    When Jennie heard that, her face darkened. “Bruce, why are you leaving so soon? I was nning to


    ask you to go fishing with


    me.”


    “There’s a lot of work at the office. When I retire one day, I hope to be like Jolm, cultivating my


    character and living a simple life in paradise.”


    John smiled. “Alright then! I shan’t ask you to stay. Let Jennie see you out.”


    “Yeah!”


    Bruce did not say anything else and stood up to bid farewell.


    Jennie hurriedly went out to see Bruce out.


    Outside the coffee estate.


    “Bruce, I heard that… you’re in a secret rtionship with Princess Martha. Is that true?”


    Bruce was stunned and fell silent.


    “If you don’t answer, I’ll take that as a yes.”


    Bruce smiled awkwardly. “How could that be possible? It’s just the reporters making groundless


    spections.”


    Bruce did not want to announce his rtionship with Princess Martha, let alone let anyone know.


    Jennie’s eyes lit up. “Really?”


    A sly look appeared in Bruce’s eyes as he asked, “What do you think?”


    “I don’t know. That’s why I’m asking you!”


    Bruceughed. “I still have something on. I’ll take my leave first. You don’t have to see me out. I know


    the way!”


    “Bruce…” Jennie still chased after him.


    Bruce was already walking ahead on his own.


    “Coincidentally, I’m going downtown. Why don’t you drive me there?”


    Bruce rejected coldly. “Jennie, it’s really inconvenient! I have to rush to a meeting now! You should get


    the driver to drive you there!”


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