"The original name of this place was Leslie Building Sixteen......"

Sean Randolph stood in front of a huge glass window, similar to which was not easy to make, extremely expensive, and was mostly found in aristocratic manors, as it is now in apartment buildings in the port district, which is extremely rare.

"I used to live here......"

Turning his head, Sean glanced at Ryan.

The expression on his face was a little trance-like, like an ordinary old man caught in a memory.

"Together with your grandfather, Archduke Ron Leslie, we lived in this dwelling, he was the manager of a trading house, and at the same time was in charge of some of the grey affairs of the family in the port district, while I, serving the Archduke, helping him with errands and doing some chores, and we lived here for three years until we ......"

Sean Randolph had originally wanted to say that they didn't leave until Ron Leslie passed the test of the family and was recalled to Swanstein Castle by the Duke of the previous generation, and this was the first time he had returned in the last ten years.

"The people who live here are the people who work for the Leslie family, the captain and first mate of an ocean liner, the steward manager of a trading company, and the government officials, and they are able to live in this apartment and buy a house at a very low price in the form of a mortgage, all because of the gift of the Leslie family......

As he spoke, Sean Randolph's gaze slowly swept around the room.

Ryan sat in a sofa chair, his posture was natural, not the slightest stiffness, nor pretended composure, not like a poor teenager who was entering a luxurious environment for the first time.

The driver who drove the two of them to the apartment was busy in another room, helping Ryan pack his luggage, and from time to time, there was a slight noise.

This room is very meaningful to Ron Leslie, when he was young, whenever he encountered difficulties and dangers that required him to think seriously and make a choice, he would also return here to retreat, and only when he thought about it and made a decision would he go out of this room, where he solved countless difficulties and eventually became the contemporary Duke of Swan Castle.

Therefore, the house has been preserved, and it has not been sold, let alone rented, even though Archduke Ron Leslie has never returned for nearly ten years.

"The name Leslie Mansion is too ostentatious and not in line with the family's behavior, so it was vetoed by the Duke at the time, who was also your great-grandfather, and this apartment was called Maple Leaf City!"

As he spoke, Sean turned and looked out the window again.

"At that time, there were many maple trees down there......"

Sean's gaze fell on the huge patio surrounded by apartment buildings, which was now a playground for children, with many children chasing each other with branches and brooms, playing games of war.

As for the maple trees he remembered, now, only a few stumps remained.

Actually, he knows about it.

Unlike other Leslie family properties that are managed by a property company, Maple Leaf City is managed by him himself, and some trivial matters are reported to him by special people.

I remember a few years ago, he looked at a document.

The people below said that the maple trees in Maple City had a strange disease, and all the maple leaves had withered and the trunks withered, so they had to be cut down, and for this reason, he also wrote the word "agree" on that document.

......

"Let you live in the place where your grandfather once lived, in addition to being closer to where you worked, another meaning, probably you also know, after all, you are a smart child, a capable child......"

At this time, Sean Randolph was already sitting on the single sofa opposite Ryan, and there was a small round coffee table between the two of them, although the reception area was not as large as in the aristocratic manor, it was also spacious in the apartment building, and the furnishings were about the same as the nobles' salons, and on the whole, it felt very comfortable, even the well-informed Ryan had nothing to pick and choose.

On the coffee table, two cups of hot tea were steaming.

The people of the French Empire, especially the southerners, were not as addicted to tea as the islanders of the Sea of Stars, and those who called themselves gentlemen were almost free of tea, and there was a special tea time to rescue the gentlemen from their work and take a short rest.

People here prefer to drink coffee.

However, Archduke Ron prefers to drink tea, and likes this expensive leaf from the East, hundreds of years ago, this small poke of tea powder was not much cheaper than the same weight of silver, and one or two tea leaves were worth about ten louis, because this tea was born in the mysterious land of the mysterious East, and it took merchant ships to pass through the violent storm sea to be able to arrive, and the return time was more than a year.

The Storm Sea is equivalent to a huge strange space, ten ships go in, and only five ships can come out safely at most, so to speak, there is a moat between the East and the West, so that the goods such as porcelain, silk, tea, etc. are transported back here, and it is worth a lot.

Now, the magic energy technology is developed, and it can be used on merchant ships, especially those huge ocean-going freighters, the magic array on it is extremely large, so that the merchant ships are getting bigger and bigger, the space for carrying goods is getting wider and wider, and the speed of travel is also the same, in the past, it took more than two years to go back and forth between the east and the west, but now, you can go back and forth once in half a year.

Moreover, both the French Empire and the British Empire conquered many lands on the routes to the East, and in those lands, some powerful fellows planted the seeds of tea trees that they had stolen from the East, and although they failed countless times, they also succeeded, and now, in a plateau called Kaolin, there is also a tea plantation.

This is also the reason why the price of tea has dropped so much that even the average middle class can afford to drink it occasionally.

Although Gaoling was a colony of the British Empire, it was impossible for the British to cover the sky with one hand, and they could not completely monopolize the tea trade there, and even that land was not completely controlled.

The Leslie family has a small tea plantation there, although the tea garden is not large and the output is not much, but it is more than enough to supply the family and sell it to the outside world.

Some of the senior employees of the company involved in the growth and trading of tea live in Maple Leaf City.

"I know you won't, but I'll still mention ......"

Putting the teacup in his hand to his mouth, he took a sip and put it down, and Sean Randolph had a sincere smile on his face.

"At the beginning, your grandfather was incognito here, and no one knew his true identity, so I hope you will be the same, only in this way can you really train yourself, can you grow yourself, and become a very good Leslie ......"

Sean's voice fluttered gently in Ryan's ears, and the fragrance of tea wafted in his nose, no, there was milk in this tea, with various spices, and the taste was very mixed, not pure.

In this world, Westerners still like to add various spices to tea, especially milk.

Milk tea!

Actually, milk tea tastes very good, but Ryan, who has Gu Chaoyang's memory, still prefers to drink simple tea, with a slight fragrance in the bitterness, this is life, bitter with sweetness, and endless aftertaste.

"What do you think about the family's arrangement?"

Ryan shook his head and shrugged, his face indifferent.

On one side of him, on the other coffee table, there was a file bag in which his files were all in it, with a university diploma, a sixth-class civil service certificate, and a letter of appointment from the town hall as deputy head of the sixteenth district of Reims.

"Your grandfather asked me to convey a message to you......"

Sean Randolph retracted his smile and his expression became serious.

"Strength is the root of everything!"

After a pause, he continued.

"However, in addition to the existence of power as a deterrent, power must also be used in moderation, to be able to use power accurately, your path will go wider and wider, go farther and farther, and even be able to go to the highest place, when your power is strong and can crush everything, of course, the rules or anything will have no effect on you, but, any powerful existence is climbed up from the bottom, in this process, how to use power is particularly important!"

Ryan pursed his lips and listened quietly.

These words, even if Sean doesn't say them, Ryan understands and knows these truths, but he didn't interrupt Sean in the second middle school, if he did that, he only understood in a superficial sense.

Knowledge and action are one!

Some things are one thing to know, and it's another thing to be able to do them!

"That's why your grandfather asked you to go to the administrative office to do things, and here, you will experience a lot of complicated and tedious things, and you will meet many complex and cunning guys, and here, you will learn how to do things, how to behave...... If you are allowed to grow up in the fleur-de-lis, where you are more accustomed to solving all problems with strength, then, at best, you will grow into a very good thug, which does not live up to your grandfather's expectations of you!"

Speaking of which, Sean Randolph smiled.

"To be a strong limb or a strong brain that can dominate the limbs, I thought, it shouldn't be difficult to choose, right?"

Ryan remained silent in the face of Sean's words.

Although he didn't say much, Sean Randolph also knew that he had already listened to these words, and even, he seemed to understand this, his master's worries should be superfluous, for the family arrangement, the kind of arrangement that was implemented rudely without consulting him, the teenager in front of him did not have a rebellious mentality, and there was no reaction that a teenager of this age should have.

He is extremely mature, so mature that Sean Randolph is a little jealous and does not dare to take offense easily.

In this young man, there is a mystery that he can't see through and can't see!

The Transcendent?

That's what makes the transcendent so powerful?

Before leaving, Sean Randolph had no joy at completing his task.