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

Name your price.

"Wh...what price?"

"Buy all the theater scheduling rights you have, and... the 'conscience' of your so-called jury friend."

Chen An's eyes were mocking.

"Ten million? Twenty million? Or... do you need something else to stimulate you?"

He glanced back at the bodyguard.

The bodyguard understood immediately and pulled out a knife from his waist that he used to cut ropes in Montana.

The hunting knife, which was occasionally used to cut ears, was sharpened on the leather sofa, making a teeth-grinding sound.

Pierre's legs went weak.

He may be arrogant, but he's not stupid.

This Chinese man was able to swagger in.

Moreover, having a bodyguard who looks like he's seen blood all along means she's definitely not the kind of Hollywood sweetheart who's easy to bully.

"It's a misunderstanding...it's all a misunderstanding!"

Pierre immediately changed his tune, sweating profusely. "I just... I just wanted to offer Miss Wayne some advice!"

"Since Mr. Chen is an investor, then this is the greatest art! Art is priceless!"

"very good."

Chen An put away his checkbook. "Art is priceless, but tickets have a price."

"I want the best seat at tonight's premiere."

"And also, if I see even a single negative comment, not even a punctuation mark, in the newspaper tomorrow..."

Chen An patted Pierre's greasy cheeks.

"I'll buy your wrecked ship and sink it in the Mediterranean to use as an artificial reef. Understand?"

"I understand! I understand!"

Pierre felt as if he had been granted a pardon and scrambled out of the room.

……

The room is now quiet.

Eileen still held Chen An tightly, raised her head, and her big, teary eyes were filled with adoration and... heat.

"You saved me again," she murmured.

"It is my duty."

Chen An released her and turned around to introduce Sarah and the others behind him to Eileen.

"Okay, stop crying. Look who's here."

Eileen wiped away her tears and looked at Sarah, Jessica, Katie, and the others.

She had expected a hostile meeting.

Unexpectedly, Jessica was the first to come up and touched Eileen's skirt with a curious look on her face.

"Hey, big star. That fat French guy just said he wanted to 'sexually harass' you? Why didn't you kick him with your high heels?"

Jessica exclaimed indignantly, "If it were me, I would have smashed that bottle of champagne over his head!"

"I...I wasn't wearing high heels at the time." Eileen was amused and laughed through her tears.

"It's okay. We'll kick it for you next time."

Sarah approached gently and handed Eileen a tissue. "Welcome to the Titan Expedition, Miss Vayne."

This unexpected acceptance left Eileen somewhat stunned, but a warm feeling welled up inside her.

She looked at Chen An.

This man actually managed to train these women into such a harmonious... sisterhood?

"Alright, now that the problem is solved..."

Chen An glanced at the red carpet that had already begun to be laid out outside the window.

"We should prepare for tonight's battle."

He took out a black velvet box from his suitcase.

turn on.

It contains not only the priceless "Green Flame" necklace.

There is also a completely new set of matching earrings, bracelets, and... anklets.

It was a complete set of jewelry cut from the same piece of raw stone, extremely luxurious.

"What is this?" Eileen covered her mouth.

"This is the equipment for the female lead."

Chen An picked up the anklet, squatted down, and personally put it on Eileen's fair ankle.

"Tonight, you'll wear these down the aisle. Tell the whole world whose woman you are."

"And after the red carpet event..."

Chen An stood up, his gaze sweeping over every woman present, his eyes burning with fire.

"The Leviathan has prepared a victory celebration banquet."

"Of course, it's the kind of celebration banquet that's only for our internal staff and requires complete honesty."

"Eileen, I heard there's a passionate scene in your new movie set at sea?"

"Tonight, I want to... audition in my bathtub."

All the women blushed.

But no one refused.

This is a night in Cannes filled with perfume, sea breeze, and desire.

A celebration is about to begin.

……

The Cannes Film Festival red carpet is renowned for its constant flashing lights and the scheming and attention-grabbing of female celebrities.

But tonight, all the scheming seemed pale and powerless in the face of absolute capital and good looks.

7 PM.

A brief silence fell when the extended Rolls-Royce with the Monaco royal pass slowly came to a stop at the end of the red carpet.

The car door opened.

The first thing to extend was a long, beautiful leg clad in crystal high heels.

Erin Wayne, the star of the night, didn't pose for photos alone for ten minutes as usual.

After she got out of the car, she took a man's arm.

Chen An was dressed in a custom-made black tuxedo, without a bow tie.

Only a single, dazzling emerald collar button exudes a mysterious oriental aura that is even more dazzling than that of a celebrity.

Behind them followed a "legion of beauties" capable of stopping any man's heart.

Sarah's poise, Jessica's fiery charm, Katie's haughtiness, Madeline's elegance, Irina's aloofness, Ava's competence, and Aya's wildness.

Eight people.

This is practically a team of top supermodels from the United Nations, surrounding their one and only queen.

"My God...who is that? Is that Asian man a prince from some country?"

"Look at Eileen's neck! What kind of gemstone is that? My camera is being blinded by its brilliance!"

"That's... the legendary 'Green Flame'? I heard it sold for a staggering eleven million dollars at auction in Beverly Hills?!"

Exclamations of surprise rose and fell.

But the real shock was yet to come.

When Erin walked to the center of the red carpet, facing the cameras broadcast live worldwide, she made a bold move.

She gently lifted the hem of her long skirt, revealing her ankle adorned with a matching emerald anklet.

She also showed off the bracelet of the same material on her wrist.

"That's the complete set..."

A seasoned jewelry editor muttered to himself, dropping his pen, "Necklace, earrings, bracelet, anklet... this 'Green Flame' set is worth at least fifty million US dollars!"

"And that man... was like someone taking his own backyard for a walk."

Chen An did not linger on the red carpet for long.

He wasn't interested in being treated like a monkey.

As he passed through the media area, Pierre, the French producer who had been so arrogant during the day, was there.

He was standing in the corner, bowing and scraping to Chen An with a big smile on his face.

It looks exactly like a pug whose spine has just been broken.

Chen An merely glanced at him indifferently, without even stopping.

Some ants only need to be stepped on once; stepping on them again will only make your shoes dirty.

……

The premiere was a great success.

Although the movie "The Call of the Wild" is set in Hollywood, it is enhanced by the "real experience" of the real-life inspiration Chen An.

It captures the thrill of a Western epic.