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

She propped herself up, and without clothes on, walked barefoot to the window and drew back the curtains.

Outside the window stretched an endless vineyard.

"Chen, do you know? For the past few years, every time I wake up and see this garden, I worry that it will be taken over by the bank."

Madeline's voice was somewhat unsteady, "But today... I think the view is really beautiful."

Chen An walked over and hugged her from behind.

"It will always be beautiful. Because I will make the richest people in the world kneel down and beg for a bottle of wine produced here."

……

Half an hour later.

The manor's open-air breakfast area.

The atmosphere here has a slightly chaotic, "battlefield" feel to it.

Sarah sat next to the head of the table, gracefully slicing a French omelet.

Jessica wore large sunglasses to cover her dark circles.

It's probably because the soundproofing wasn't very good last night.

He was chewing a piece of bacon with gusto.

Katie, on the other hand, looked like she hadn't woken up yet, and was struggling with a croissant.

When Madeline, dressed in a dark green silk morning robe and exuding elegance, appeared arm in arm with Chen An, the three women's eyes were simultaneously drawn to her.

"Tsk tsk, it seems that the centuries-old bed is of good quality; it didn't collapse."

Jessica muttered something sarcasticly, then forked a blueberry and popped it into her mouth.

"Jessica, be polite."

Sarah gently scolded, then smiled and nodded at Madeline, "Good morning, madam. You look well."

"Just call me Madeleine."

Madeline sat down next to Chen An.

Her ingrained aristocratic manners allowed her to maintain impeccable composure even when facing a rival in love.

"I also want to thank you for giving me the best last night."

"The main reason is that the house has terrible soundproofing, and we don't want to listen to the live stream."

Katie suddenly interjected, looking resentful, "It made me dream about cutting beef all night."

Chen An coughed lightly and sat down in the main seat.

"Okay, let's eat breakfast."

Chen An picked up his coffee. "After dinner, I have a mission. Jessica, take Katie to the wine cellar to check the inventory."

"Sarah, you and Madeline coordinate on the finances. I need to see the winery's renovation plan within three days."

"And what about you?" the four women asked in unison.

"Me? I am the owner of the manor."

Chen An spread his hands confidently, "I'm going to sunbathe in the vineyard and think about it..."

"How did you manage to sell this bottle of wine for ten thousand US dollars?"

……

However, it's not so easy to quietly be a handsome manor lord.

10:00 AM.

A flashy, bright yellow Lamborghini roared onto the estate's gravel road, shattering the tranquility.

A middle-aged white man wearing a floral shirt and a gold watch got out of the car.

He was heavily pregnant and wore an extremely hypocritical smile.

Louis Durand.

He is the owner of the neighboring "Golden Valley Winery" and also the largest land acquirer in the area.

Previously, he had been suppressing Madeline through United Bank, attempting to acquire Saint Elena at a bargain price.

"Hey! Madeline! I heard you're finally going to sell this run-down place?"

Duran started shouting loudly before he even entered the room, revealing his nouveau riche attitude.

"What? Did that rich, clueless guy from the East sign the contract?"

"If he changes his mind, my previous offer of 30 million still stands! But it has to include the inventory in your wine cellar!"

He walked triumphantly onto the terrace, only to find that something was amiss.

Madeline, whom he thought would be crying in a corner, was now sitting elegantly under a parasol, holding a cup of black tea.

Beside her sat a young, handsome Asian man, and... two women, each beautiful in their own way.

This scene doesn't look like a bankruptcy liquidation; it looks more like a royal vacation.

"Mr. Duran."

Madeline put down her teacup, her eyes cold. "I think you're a bit out of touch. The winery is no longer for sale."

"Not for sale?"

Duran paused for a moment, then scoffed, "Come on! The bank summons is due next week! Do you have the money to pay it back? Or..."

His beady eyes swept over Chen An.

"You think you can turn your life around by clinging to this pretty boy's coattails?"

"I saw the news. He's just a country bumpkin from Montana! What does he know about wine? All he knows is raising cattle!"

Chen An, who had been resting with his eyes closed, was amused when he heard this.

He opened his eyes and sized up the guy who had come looking for a beating.

"A country bumpkin?"

Chen An stood up, without getting angry, and walked up to Du Lan.

"I am indeed a cattle farmer. However..."

Chen An snapped his fingers.

Tie Tou, who had been standing by, immediately understood and brought over a decanter and a plate of freshly pan-fried Titan Wagyu steak.

"Since we're neighbors, and you're already here, why not give it a try?"

Chen An gestured for him to proceed.

Duran looked at the piece of meat and the glass of wine with suspicion.

"Hmph, don't even think about bribing me."

Although that's what they said, the aroma of meat and wine that filled their nostrils was unmistakable.

This made the Adam's apple bob involuntarily.

He cut a piece of meat and took a sip of wine.

That was Madeleine's treasured 1990 Cabernet Sauvignon, paired with an A5 grade Wagyu beef brought by Chen An.

For an instant.

Duran's expression froze.

His face, which was somewhat swollen from long-term alcoholism, now displayed an extremely interesting expression.

Shock, enjoyment, jealousy, and finally disbelief.

This wine... was given a second life by the fat from the beef?

And this beef... the texture was far superior to any piece he had ever eaten at a three-Michelin-starred restaurant in France!

"What...what kind of meat is this?" Duran stammered.

"This is the cow that country bumpkin raised."

Chen An smiled faintly and took out a newly printed black and gold card from his pocket.

[Titan Club - Membership Invitation]

"Mr. Duran, I am preparing to launch a club exclusively for the world's top billionaires. The membership fee is one million US dollars."

Chen An twirled the card in his hand.

"Only by joining this club can you get access to this meat and this wine."

"I was even considering whether to send one to my neighbor next door."

Chen An looked at Du Lan's greedy eyes.

Then, he let go.

The gold-embossed card fell into the nearby trash can.

"But it seems you're not qualified. After all, your taste... is still stuck at the stage of mocking 'country bumpkins'."

"see a visitor out."

Tie Tou, accompanied by two burly men, stepped forward and, like picking up a chick, carried the still-dazed Duran outside.

"Wait! Mr. Chen! We can talk! I'll offer a million! I'll offer... ah!"

With a scream, the arrogant neighbor was thrown out the door.

"happy."

Jessica clapped and cheered, "Boss, that card-throwing move you made was absolutely awesome!"

"That's called business screening."