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

Chen An sat back down in his chair and hugged Madeline again.

"From today onwards, St. Elena Winery will not only not go bankrupt, but will also become synonymous with the highest quality in Napa Valley and even the entire United States."

He looked at Madeline.

"Honey, go and put up that 'No Visitors' sign."

"From now on, this place is only for our friends. As for those who wanted to see you fail..."

Chen An raised his glass, toasting the California sunshine.

"Let them line up outside and smell it."

……

That afternoon, Titan Manor was not affected by this little incident.

The sun is still warm, and the grapevines are still growing.

Chen An lay on the recliner, looking into the distance.

Katie and Jessica were chasing and playing in the vineyard, Jessica's skirt fluttering and her laughter ringing out.

Sarah and Madeline were talking in hushed tones, seemingly discussing improvements to the interior decoration of the manor.

Four women.

a home.

Chen An closed his eyes, feeling the gentle breeze caress his face.

This is what he wanted.

It's not an endless battle, nor is it about being busy with numbers.

Instead, they possess enough power to protect this tranquility and enough resources to squander this time.

"install."

Madeline walked over, holding a newly drafted document in her hand.

"This is the agreement regarding the change of ownership of the winery. I have already signed it."

She placed the documents on the table, did not leave, but squatted down next to Chen An and pressed her face against his knees.

"Thank you. You've allowed me to retain my dignity."

"You're welcome."

Chen An stroked her curly hair, "You've given yourself to me, so I'm not losing out on this deal."

"Oh, right."

Chen An suddenly remembered something.

"That Durant was annoying, but he reminded me of something."

"What?"

"Now that we have wineries, ranches, and refineries... isn't what we're missing a vacation spot?"

Chen An looked into the distance.

"In another month, that is, in April."

"By then, the snow in Montana should have mostly melted, but the sea should have calmed down."

"That yacht docked in Monaco... the 'Black Pearl,' shouldn't we go and collect our cargo?"

Madeline looked up, a hint of expectation flashing in her grey-blue eyes.

"You want to take us to the Mediterranean?"

Why not?

Chen An smiled.

"Bring the finest beef and the best wine. Let's conquer the coastlines of Europe."

"By the way... I heard the bikini styles there are even bolder than those in California?"

This last sentence reveals someone's wolfish ambitions.

But not far away, Jessica, having heard the words "Mediterranean," had already screamed and run over.

"Boss! I want to go! I want to sunbathe on the deck!"

"Me too! I want to eat seafood paella!" Katie chimed in.

Sarah walked over with a smile. Although she didn't say anything, the doting look in her eyes said it all.

In this California vineyard, plans for the next "grand outing" were finalized amidst laughter and joy.

For Chen An...

Whether it's farming, mining, or traveling around the world.

As long as these women are around, and as long as you have enough guns and money.

Everywhere is his home turf.

……

Although the California sun was lovely, Chen An did not indulge in the pleasures of the land for too long.

As the helmsman of the Titan business empire, he knew very well that...

The current tranquility is built on the foundation of the efficient operation of a massive machine.

Meanwhile, out of sight, other women were helping him keep the machine running.

10:00 AM.

The study at Saint Elena Winery.

Chen An sat at the antique desk, with three open laptops in front of him, each connected to a different time zone and location.

"Since we're going on vacation to Europe, we need to get things sorted out at home before we go."

Chen An took a sip of the Earl Grey tea that Madeleine had personally brewed and said to the screen, "It's about time we all met."

……

Polaris Refinery, Canada.

On the left side of the screen, the background shows a roaring, modern central control room.

Irina, still wearing her signature dark blue overalls, remained as aloof and hardcore as ever.

But in the past few months, she seems to have lost some weight, and her cheekbones are more prominent.

The authority that belonged to those in power was also more pronounced.

"Reporting to work, boss."

Irina held a report in her hand, her voice crisp and clear.

"Lithium carbonate production has exceeded 2000 tons this quarter."

"The second phase of the expansion project is 80% complete. And..."

"Those remnants of the Black Brotherhood who wanted to cause trouble before have been sent to prison or... driven into the depths of the ice field by me."

When she said "rush into the ice field," a fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

This is the "Queen of the North" that Chen An admires. She can control the situation and is ruthless.

"very good."

Chen An looked at her on the screen and said, "However, I think your dark circles are a bit heavy."

"Should I take a break?"

"Have a holiday?"

Irina paused for a moment, then her eyes softened.

I gently touched the direction of the camera with my finger through the screen.

"I do need to rest... or 'recharge'."

"You know, the machines here are hot, but the beds are too cold."

Her implication was direct and bold.

"Then pack your bags," Chen An laughed. "Find a deputy over there to cover for a week."

"Next Wednesday, a charter flight to Nice is waiting for you in Vancouver."

"Remember to bring your favorite vodka; I've heard that Mediterranean seafood pairs well with spirits."

Irina's eyes lit up instantly, and the long-suppressed longing and desire burst forth.

"Yes, my commander."

……

San Francisco, Titan Technology Building, formerly the headquarters of TerraPower.

On the screen in the middle is a high-rise office filled with minimalist style.

Outside the window are the bridges spanning the San Francisco Bay Area.

Ava Green was sitting in the boss's chair.

She cut her hair short, which made her look more capable.

Wearing a white Armani haute couture suit, she looked like a drawn sword.

Today, she is the "Black Widow" revered by everyone in Silicon Valley, and also the Titan Group's spokesperson in the financial and technological fields.

"install."

Ava's voice carried a hint of weariness and languor as she twirled the pen in her hand.

"The mess that Joe left behind has been mostly cleaned up."

"Those minority shareholders who tried to fight back have been ousted by me through 'legal means'."

"Now, there is only one voice in this building—that is your voice."

"I knew I hadn't misjudged him."

Chen An nodded. "What about the public relations crises triggered by the acquisitions?"

"It's all set. A few charitable donations, plus a few press releases from the Wall Street Journal."

Ava shrugged.

"The media is now praising Titan Energy as an 'environmental pioneer' and an 'industry savior'."

"This is the power of capital."

"Perfect."