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

"Who's that? The Asian guy?"

"Never seen him. But I heard there's a really impressive new talent in Montana who's managed to get things sorted out at the Pentagon..."

Whispers arose.

Chen Andu ignored this.

He took two glasses of champagne and handed one to Jessica.

"Don't be nervous. These people may look glamorous on the surface, but most of them are actually burdened with debt."

Chen An whispered words of comfort to Jessica, whose body was somewhat stiff.

"Just treat them like tourists who come to buy your fish."

Jessica took a deep breath, straightened her chest, and that "big sister" vibe came through.

"I'm not nervous. I'm just looking... to see where Ava Green is."

The voice just fell.

A familiar and magnetic female voice sounded from behind.

"Are you looking for me, cute little sister?"

Jessica turned around abruptly.

At a baccarat table, Ava Green was sitting in the main seat.

Tonight, she was still wearing her signature business attire, but she had changed into a pure black smoking outfit.

It was vaguely visible that nothing was being worn under the deep V-neck, revealing an extremely alluring glimpse of fair skin.

She held a slender cigarette between her fingers, her eyes languid yet dangerous.

Surrounding her were several middle-aged white men who looked like big shots, speaking to her in a fawning manner.

Good evening, Mr. Chen.

Ava exhaled a smoke ring and looked at Chen An across the crowd.

"I thought you'd be too scared to come. After all... the stakes here are way higher than cow dung in Montana."

This sentence was full of hostility.

Chen An smiled.

He took Jessica's arm, walked through the crowd, and went straight to the gambling table.

"Miss Ava is joking."

Chen An glanced at the chips on the table.

"This amount of money probably can't even buy one of my farm's breeding cows."

He pulled out the chair opposite Ava and sat down.

Jessica stood behind him very sensibly, like the most perfect decoration.

At the same time, he stared at Ava across from him with a hostile gaze.

"Want to play a round?"

Ava raised an eyebrow. "Baccarat. The fairest, and the cruelest. It's all about luck."

"I never rely on luck," Chen An said calmly.

"Oh? Then what do you rely on?"

"Rely on strength. And..." Chen An pulled out a black card from his pocket.

He tossed the chip to the dealer next to him and said, "Give me a million chips."

"hiss--"

The surrounding crowd gasped in shock.

A million right off the bat?

This young man is too arrogant!

Ava's eyes narrowed.

"It seems Mr. Chen came prepared this time."

"Titan Resources' cash flow is recovering quite quickly."

She was testing the waters.

Although she had seen through the false rumors about Chen An pretending to be "bankrupt," she didn't expect Chen An to be so high-profile.

"Thanks to you. TerraPower's breach of contract compensation is just enough for me to take a vacation here," Chen An retorted sarcastically.

The dealer quickly brought over a mountain of rectangular chips.

"How do we play?" Chen An asked.

"One game decides the outcome."

Ava pushed all of her chips, worth about 500,000, into the "Banker" area.

"Five hundred thousand. Bet on the banker."

She looked at Chen An with a defiant gaze.

"Mr. Chen, I heard you're a 'landlord' in Montana. So, here, do you dare to follow suit?"

Five hundred thousand per game.

This was already an ultra-high-stakes gamble at a party that wasn't even a top-tier private event.

Everyone held their breath and stared at Chen An.

Jessica's palms were sweaty. She gently pressed her hand on Chen An's shoulder, trying to remind him to calm down.

Five hundred thousand!

That's enough to buy ten motorcycles like hers!

Chen An felt the trembling of the small hand on his shoulder. He reached out and patted the back of Jessica's hand to reassure her.

Then, he did something that shocked everyone.

He pushed all of his one million chips out.

It's not about suppressing "idleness".

Instead, they bet on "Tie," which had the highest odds.

Note: In Baccarat, the odds for Banker and Player are close to 1:1, but the odds for "Tie" are usually 1:8, which is extremely rare.

"One million. A draw."

Chen An leaned back in his chair, unbuttoned the top button of his suit jacket, his eyes calm.

It's as if doing this is as simple as ordering a cup of coffee.

"What?!"

"He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!"

"A million-dollar bet? Is this some kind of free money?!"

Even the usually composed Ava's expression changed at this moment.

Her fingers, painted with deep red nail polish, gripped the cigarette tightly, and her fox-like eyes were fixed on Chen An.

"Mr. Chen, are you so rich you don't know what to do with your money, or are you just trying to show off in front of your mistress?"

"Ava asked coldly."

"The probability of that is even lower than the probability of you finding a diamond in the back mountain."

"In this world, low-probability events are the source of huge profits."

Chen An glanced at Jessica behind him, who was also breathing rapidly and her chest heaving violently due to nervousness.

"And, as you said, you always have to act a little... crazy in front of beautiful women."

"Deal the cards."

The dealer's hands were shaking as he dealt the cards.

This is a bet involving millions plus odds.

First card. Player's card: 8.

The second card. Dealer: 8.

A top-tier card!

The scene was deathly silent.

Both sides have 8 points. According to the rules, the game is immediately suspended.

That is:

"A tie!" The dealer's voice became shrill due to the cracking sound.

"Banker has 8 points, Player has 8 points! It's a tie!"

"boom!"

The crowd erupted in an uproar.

A bet of one million on a tie results in an 8-to-1 payout.

This means that in just a few seconds, Chen An won eight million US dollars!

Jessica covered her mouth, almost screaming.

She clung tightly to Chen An's shoulders; if it weren't for her image, she would have jumped onto the table and danced wildly right now.

And on the other side is Ava Green.

She snapped the cigarette in her hand in two.

A spark fell onto the expensive velvet tablecloth, burning a small hole in it.

She lost.

Not only did they lose money, but they also lost their fighting spirit.

In full view of everyone, the man she regarded as a "country bumpkin" slapped her in the face in a way that was no less than a stroke of luck.

"Thank you for your concession."

Chen An stood up and gestured to the dealer to pack up the chips.

He ignored the pile of chips that looked like a small mountain and slowly walked up to Ava, whose face was ashen.

"Miss Green, I think I've got my 'ticket' for tonight."

Chen An leaned down and whispered in her ear, so that only the two of them could hear:

See you at the summit tomorrow.

"Hopefully, by then... your hand will be a little better than the one you have today."

After saying that, he took Jessica's arm, whose face was flushed with excitement, and left gracefully amidst the awe-inspiring gazes of the crowd.

Ava was left sitting there, staring at the broken cigarette, a glint of unprecedented...fervor flashing in her eyes.

"interesting……"

She licked her red lips, her voice low.

"This prey...is even more delicious than I imagined."