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

The black cloth was lifted.

It was an all-black motorcycle with extremely retro and rugged lines.

It's neither a Harley nor a BMW.

Instead, it was an extremely rare, custom-made Indian Chief, and in the all-black "Dark Knight" style.

Jessica's eyes widened instantly.

Although she doesn't understand heavy machinery, she does understand motorcycles.

When she was in Seattle, her dream was to own one of these incredibly cool motorcycles.

Instead of those effeminate scooters.

Starting bid: $10,000.

Chen An noticed the longing in Jessica's eyes, almost to the point of drooling.

He recalled the girl's experience of being scammed while hanging out with a biker gang in Seattle.

I was reminded of her wild side on the snowmobile a few days ago.

"Want it?" Chen An asked in a low voice.

"Yes! I really want to!" Jessica nodded vigorously, but then lowered her head again.

"But I don't have any money...and I still owe you ten thousand..."

Give me your hand.

Chen An gave the order.

Jessica obediently extended her hand.

Chen An grasped her hand and then raised the number plate in his hand.

"fifty thousand."

Chen An quoted a high price, scaring away all competitors.

"It's yours."

Chen An lowered his hand, speaking casually.

"Consider it a reward for your good performance that night..."

"Also, if you want to ride a bike in the future, you can only ride this one, and you can only carry me."

Jessica was completely stunned.

Fifty thousand dollars?

Just to buy her a big toy?

She looked at Chen An, her eyes welled up with tears, and her nose tingled.

This touched her even more than if she had been given a sports car.

Because this shows that he really cares about her preferences.

Even if it's a hobby that traditional parents don't approve of.

"Thank you... thank you Dad... no! Thank you boss!"

Jessica was so excited she was incoherent; if they weren't in front of so many people, she probably would have already rushed over and kissed him.

Sarah, watching this scene from the side, felt a pang of sadness.

But seeing his daughter so happy, he smiled with relief.

She gently squeezed Chen An's hand under the table.

You've spoiled her.

"It's better to raise girls in a more affluent manner."

"So that I won't be fooled by a few words from some blond-haired guy outside."

Chen Anhui grasped Sarah's hand.

"Besides, the money comes from the sheep."

"She'll probably never be able to repay the debt she owes me in her lifetime."

………………

Two o'clock in the afternoon.

The massive convoy of transport vehicles drove back to Sunset Creek Farm in a grand procession.

Brand new excavators and bulldozers filled the open space in front of the grain silo.

The oppressive atmosphere of heavy industry instantly transformed this dilapidated farm into something resembling a "mining base."

Jessica, on the other hand, couldn't wait to change into her leather jacket and hop onto the black Indian motorcycle.

"Buzz—!"

The engine sound was deep and resonant.

"An! Get in! I'll take you for a ride!"

Jessica took off her helmet, her long golden hair flying in the wind, her face radiating confidence and wild beauty.

Chen An smiled and climbed into the back seat.

Jessica twisted the accelerator sharply.

The motorcycle lurched forward.

The wind whistled in my ears.

Chen An wrapped his arms around her slender yet strong waist, pressing his body tightly against her back.

The road ahead leads to the back of the mountain.

That was a mineral deposit worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and it was also the foundation of Chen An's American empire.

And at this moment, what I hold in my arms is the youngest and wildest flower in this land.

Conquer the land, conquer women, conquer desire.

This is the kind of life young people should have.

………………

On a winter morning in Montana, in addition to the sound of wind and snow, there was a deafening roar that shook the earth.

That was the sound of several V12 diesel engines roaring simultaneously.

On the snow-covered wasteland behind Miller Farm.

The legion of steel behemoths that was bought back from the auction is warming up.

Black exhaust fumes shot into the sky, dispelling the chill of the early morning.

Chen An was wearing a dark-colored winter work uniform.

Holding a walkie-talkie, he stood beside the tracks of a Caterpillar 336 excavator.

"We need to widen and compact the road leading to the 'Devil's Throat' before the next snowfall."

Chen An looked at the winding mountain road in front of him.

Although Dr. Evans and his team had previously used snowmobiles to get in and out.

However, to actually transport the mining equipment up there, there must be a paved road that can accommodate heavy trucks.

Now is the best time to start construction.

The heavy snow acts as a natural soundproof wall and a visual obstruction, so no one will know that road construction is underway.

"But... are you the only one who knows how to drive?"

Sarah came over carrying a huge thermos, which was for Chen An to have hot coffee.

She looked at these enormous machines and felt somewhat troubled.

"Should we go to town and hire a few operators?"

"no."

Chen An refused decisively, "That road leads to our vault."

"I don't want any outsiders who don't know the situation to get close to there."

"Even a single glance could be a hidden danger."

Before this multi-million dollar secret can be fully converted into legitimate profits, Chen An's paranoia must be at its peak.

"What should we do then? Do you have shadow clones?"

A lazy voice came from behind.

Jessica was wearing the leather jacket that Chen An had bought for her.

Although it was a bit cold in winter, she insisted on looking cool to match her newly bought motorcycle.

However, they are now forced to wear a thick reflective vest.

Wearing a safety helmet, she looked like a very reluctant contractor's daughter.

"I won't."

Chen An turned around, looked at Jessica, and a playful smile appeared on his lips.

"But you can learn it."

"Huh? Me?"

Jessica pointed to her nose, her eyes wide.

"You want me to drive that...that monster?"

"All I can do is ride motorcycles!"

"A locomotive has two wheels, this thing has two tracks."

"The principles are all similar; they all use oil."

Chen An walked over and, without a word, pulled her to the towering cab of the excavator.

"Go up there. Your task today is no longer shoveling cow dung."

"Instead, you have to clear away the snow and rocks on this road."

"This is a skilled job; not only can it help pay off debts, but you also don't have to smell bad odors."

You should be thanking me.

Jessica looked at the enormous excavator bucket, which was taller than her.

And that row of complicated control levers made my legs feel a little weak.

"What if...the car crashes?"

"What if I break your three-thousand-dollar shovel?"

"If the car overturns, it's considered a work injury; if the shovel breaks, it'll just add another charge to your contract."

Chen An supported her buttocks with both hands and gently pushed her upwards.

"Stop talking nonsense. This is an order."

………………

The excavator's cab is actually not spacious.

In particular, to keep warm, Chen An turned the heater up to the maximum.

"It's similar to playing video games."

Chen An did not sit in the passenger seat, because excavators do not have a passenger seat at all.

Instead, just like when he taught marksmanship, he squeezed into the only seat.

"sit down."

Jessica was forced to sit on his lap.

The small space was instantly filled with a beautiful atmosphere.

The vibrations from the diesel engine were transmitted through the seat, causing Jessica's body to tremble slightly involuntarily.

Her back was pressed tightly against Chen An's chest, and the familiar feeling of being enveloped made her a little dizzy.

"The left hand controls the rotation and forearm, and the right hand controls the boom and bucket."

Chen An's large hand covered her small hand and grasped the two control levers.

"Don't move, this thing is very strong."

"If you make a mistake, this shovel could flatten our cab."

"You...you shouldn't get so close..."

Jessica blushed as red as a tomato and could barely speak.

Chen An's warm breath was right next to her ear; its presence was overwhelming.

"I'm doing this for your own good," Chen An said, spouting nonsense with a straight face. "Your blind spot is so big, I have to keep an eye on it for you."