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

"Breaking news! Erin Wayne whispers intimately with a mysterious Eastern tycoon on the red carpet!"

The sound of camera shutters clicking filled the air.

Chen An smiled and replied, "If I didn't come, wouldn't I have missed the chance to witness the arrival of a goddess?"

Eileen glanced seductively at Sarah and Jessica.

He did not show any jealousy.

"Let's go. The people inside are getting impatient."

"Especially... those jewelers who heard you brought 'rare treasures'."

………………

Inside the banquet hall.

Magnificent and resplendent, with elegant attire and graceful figures.

There is no outside noise here, only the low murmur of the cello and the crisp sound of champagne glasses clinking.

Those who can get in here are all true celebrities.

The arrival of Chen An and his group caused quite a stir.

"Mr. Chen!"

A portly, middle-aged white man walked over, all smiles.

"I am David, a senior partner at JPMorgan Chase."

"I heard you just acquired TerraPower? That's a great move! We definitely want to collaborate sometime!"

"Of course," Chen An said politely, raising his glass.

In this world of fame and fortune, news always travels the fastest.

Although Titan Mining kept a low profile, its acquisition of Terra Energy could not be hidden from these financial giants.

Just then.

A discordant voice broke in.

"Hmph. Impressive move? I think it's quite audacious."

The crowd was separated.

A Latino man in a white suit, with greasy hair and a fleshy face, walked over with two bodyguards.

His eyes were sinister, and he gripped the wine glass tightly in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it.

"Antonio Luis," Eileen whispered in Chen An's ear.

"A real estate tycoon in Los Angeles."

"He's also TerraPower's largest creditor. Joe Biden owes him $50 million."

Chen An turned around and looked at the guy who seemed to have ill intentions.

"What brings you here?"

"You're the one surnamed Chen?"

Antonio sized Chen An up and down. "I heard you're a nouveau riche? You got lucky and dug up some stones?"

"Kid, do you even know the rules? If you take over the company, you have to take over the debts."

"When are you going to pay me back the fifty million that Old Joe owes me?"

The people around quieted down, looking on with expressions of anticipation.

In Beverly Hills, while such scenes of people tearing each other apart over money are common, it's rare to see one this direct.

"debt?"

Chen An swirled his wine glass, his expression calm. "My legal team told me that TerraPower has completed its bankruptcy liquidation proceedings."

"All legal debts have been settled proportionally."

"As for those shady loan sharking schemes or 'dual contracts' you have..."

Chen An stepped forward, his eyes turning cold.

"Sorry. This is a society governed by the rule of law. I don't agree."

"You dare to renege on your debt?!"

Antonio was furious.

He has connections in both the legal and illegal worlds in Los Angeles. When has he ever been treated like this?

"Believe it or not, I'll make sure you never leave Los Angeles!" he threatened viciously.

Chen An smiled.

His laughter was contemptuous and unrestrained.

"Mr. Antonio. Last week, a man named Davis said something similar to me."

He is still in federal prison.

"Last month, a guy named Old Joe also threatened me. Now he can only drool in a wheelchair."

Chen An patted the collar of Antonio's expensive white suit and brushed off non-existent dust.

"Are you sure you want to be the third one?"

The bloodthirstiness lurking beneath that calm tone sent a chill down Antonio's spine.

Just then, the spotlight on the stage came on.

The host's excited voice rang out: "Ladies and gentlemen! The highlight of tonight's evening: the charity auction, is about to begin!"

"First, let's unveil the grand finale, 'Green Flame,' donated by our mystery guest, Titan Mining!"

All the lights were focused on the center of the stage.

On a red velvet display stand.

It is about the size of a pigeon egg, and its entire body is a deep and pure emerald green.

The gemstone, which refracted a flame-like purple light under the lamp, lay there quietly.

That's top-grade emerald green spodumene.

Moreover, it is a perfect finished product meticulously cut by Tiffany's chief master craftsman.

"Wow--"

A gasp of surprise rippled through the audience.

Such purity, such brilliance, is simply unheard of.

"This...this is..." Antonio's eyes widened.

As an expert in collecting, he could tell at a glance that this item was priceless.

Let me introduce myself.

Chen An ignored Antonio and, holding Eileen and Sarah's hands, walked onto the stage.

He picked up the microphone and looked around the room.

"This gem comes from Titan Manor in Montana. I named it 'Green Flame'."

"It symbolizes...rebirth."

Starting bid: one US dollar.

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

One dollar?!

"One hundred thousand!"

"Five hundred thousand!"

"One million!"

Prices quickly skyrocketed.

The jewelers and wealthy wives present went crazy.

This level of rare gemstone, especially one from a new mineral with such legendary significance, is a sure-fire investment.

Once you miss this opportunity, it's gone forever.

Antonio looked at Chen An on the stage, and his jealousy and greed made him lose his mind.

He wanted to save face and wanted to bury this Chinese man in money.

"Five million!" Antonio roared, raising the sign.

The scene fell silent for a moment.

Five million is already a very high premium.

Antonio looked at Chen An smugly, as if to say: Look, I'm rich.

Chen An looked at him, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

"Six million."

A crisp sound rang out.

It's Erin Wayne.

She stood next to Chen An, smiling as she held up a sign, "I really like this color."

"Seven million!" Antonio gritted his teeth.

"Eight million."

Another voice rang out.

This time it's Jessica.

The girl sat in the audience, holding Chen An's number plate, with a relaxed expression that said, "Anyway, it's not my money."

"You...nine million!" Antonio's face turned a deep purplish-red.

This is no longer just about buying gems; it's about arguing.

"Ten million."

An old but powerful voice came from the corner.

It was Heinrich, the Swiss banker.

He actually came too.

"This gem will become part of the UBB Bank Private Collection," Heinrich said, elegantly holding up his placard.

Antonio's hands trembled. Ten million dollars? To buy a stone?

Although he has money, his cash flow is not abundant.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gotten so worked up over a 50 million debt.

"Eleven million!"

Antonio roared out the number.

He bet these people wouldn't follow him anymore.

As long as you buy it, you can recoup your investment by speculating on it later.

The entire room fell silent.

Heinrich shrugged and put the sign down.

Jessica also looked at Chen An.

Chen An took the microphone.

"Eleven million once."

"Eleven million twice."