America: The neighbor's wife is so incredibly hospitable!

Chen An placed the plate in front of him and untied his apron.

"This cow drinks mineral water worth 500 million US dollars and eats wasabi leaves that are more expensive than gold."

"Every inch of fat tastes like US dollars."

Chen An was joking, but it was also the truth.

Heinrich picked up his knife and fork and cut off a small piece.

The blade encounters very little resistance when cutting into the meat, much like a hot knife cutting through butter.

The cross-section is a perfect pink, with evenly distributed marble-like patterns, like a work of art.

Put it in your mouth.

It wasn't as greasy as I had imagined.

The moment the oil bursts on the tip of your tongue, it releases a refreshing herbal aroma.

That's the effect of wasabi leaves; they neutralize the heaviness of the fat, bringing a unique sweet aftertaste.

Next comes the deliciousness of the meat juices; it's so tender and smooth that it "melts" in your mouth without needing much chewing.

"My God..."

Heinrich closed his eyes, and the shrewd composure on his face instantly crumbled.

He revealed an expression of pure enjoyment.

"This...this is unbelievable."

He opened his eyes and looked at Chen An with some excitement. "Mr. Chen, I take back what I said before."

"You're not just a lucky heir, you're also... a magician."

"If this kind of beef were served at a private bank dinner in Europe, members of royalty and oil tycoons would probably fight over it."

"Want to sell it in Europe?"

Chen An cut a piece of steak and fed it to Sarah next to him, asking casually.

"Very interested!"

Heinrich put down his knife and fork, quickly switching back to work mode. "UBB Bank has the world's top customer network."

"We can not only help you manage those 250 million in assets."

"We can also establish a green channel for you directly to the dining tables of European royalty."

"Imagine Mr. Chen."

The old man gestured to the names, "At a yacht party in Monaco, in a chalet at a Swiss ski resort."

"Your beef will become a symbol of status."

Chen An smiled.

This suggestion suited him perfectly.

Titan Resources is not just selling minerals, but also a lifestyle.

A wild and luxurious lifestyle from Montana.

"Since you mentioned yachts..."

Chen An raised his glass. "Which port is that yacht Old Joe left behind in?"

"In Hercules, Monaco."

Heinrich replied respectfully, "That's a 60-meter-long superyacht named 'Black Pearl'."

"It is equipped with a helipad, a swimming pool, and a full crew."

"It can set sail at any time with just your command."

Monaco.

Jessica listened with her eyes wide open.

That was a place she never dared to dream of.

Formula 1 racing, casinos, Princess Grace Kelly...

"make a deal."

Chen An clinked glasses with Heinrich.

"I might go there to take a look once the snow melts here."

"We can discuss the European distribution rights for the beef later."

……

After seeing Heinrich off, it was already late at night.

Although he had received a huge windfall, Chen An was not in a hurry to squander it.

He had Sarah lock the document about the Swiss account in the safe.

That place has now become the family's top secret.

"Two hundred and fifty million..."

Sarah sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the black metal cabinet door, still feeling like it was unreal.

"An, so much money...we could never spend it all in our lifetime, could we?"

Spending money is actually harder than making money.

Chen An lay on the bed with his hands behind his head.

"We want to invest. Besides mines and cattle, I also want to buy a few wineries in California and a few buildings in New York."

"Of course, most importantly..."

He looked at Jessica, who was wearing new pajamas and lying on his chest.

The pajamas are supposedly "tear-resistant," which is actually made of a highly elastic Lycra fabric.

"We must first learn to enjoy life. Money that doesn't translate into happiness is just worthless paper."

"So...shall we begin the conversion now?"

Jessica drew circles on his chest with her fingers, her eyes gleaming with a cunning.

"I heard that this kind of fabric... although it can't be torn, it slips down very easily?"

Chen An grabbed her hand, flipped her over, and pinned her down.

"Let's see if its elasticity is better, or my endurance is better."

……

(Three thousand words of in-depth discussion on materials mechanics and ergonomics are omitted here)

……

Two more weeks passed.

March has arrived.

Winters in Montana are still long, but the frequency of snow and wind has decreased significantly.

Around noon, the icicles under the eaves began to drip water, revealing the black soil underneath.

The signs of spring, though faint, have indeed arrived.

On the farm.

Those dozens of "snowflake cattle" have been fattened up and are now robust, with glossy coats.

At the salt pans on the back hill, mountains of white lithium salt have been loaded onto trucks by the Titan security team and transported to the North Star Refinery.

The speed at which funds are flowing back in is astonishing.

On this day, Chen An was in his study reviewing the progress report on TerraPower's restructuring.

A video request popped up on the computer screen.

It's Ava Green.

The video call was connected.

The background is no longer that dark interrogation room.

What appeared was a spacious, bright, modern office with views of the San Francisco Bay Area in the distance.

Ava cut her hair short and put on a smart white suit, looking radiant.

The gloom and ruthlessness of the past seemed to vanish with Old Joe's imprisonment.

What is being presented now is the confidence of a workplace elite.

"Boss, it's been a long time."

Ava flashed a bright smile at the camera. "Or should I call you... Chairman?"

"Just call me An." Chen An lit a cigarette.

"So the witness protection program is over? And you got what you wanted?"

"certainly."

Ava spun around in her boss's chair, showing off the office that belonged to TerraPower's CEO.

"Thanks to your financial support for the bargain-hunting acquisition, those old fogies on the board are now behaving like sheep."

TerraPower has completed its privatization and delisting, and is now a wholly owned subsidiary of Titan Mining.

"well done."

"Not only that."

Ava produced a document. "To celebrate our 'new life,' I have prepared a gift for you."

"What?"

"An invitation to a charity gala in Hollywood."

A sly glint flashed in Ava's eyes. "The organizer is Miss Erin Wayne."

"It is said that...she specifically requested that 'the owner of Titan Farm' attend."

"And... I heard that the theme of this banquet is 'The Call of the Wild,' and some rare... um, items will be auctioned off."

"Eileen?"

Chen An remembered that person with those captivating eyes.

The actress who ate fish without any regard for her image at the Aurora Restaurant.

"Does she still remember me?"

"It's more than just remembering," Ava chuckled. "She's been doing a lot of advertising for our beef and fish in the media lately."

"She even said that after eating your fish, her skin looked five years younger."

"Now the whole of Beverly Hills is asking about this amazing food."

So... are you going? To Los Angeles.