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

The door to the presidential suite clicked shut and locked.

This completely shut out the subtle prying eyes in the corridor and the noise of the casino.

Jessica practically skipped in.

She shoved off the high heels that had worn her out all night.

Barefoot on the thick Persian carpet, she gripped Chen An's shoulders with both hands.

They shouted and jumped excitedly under the huge crystal chandelier.

"We won! We won! That's eight million! Eight million US dollars!"

Her face was as red as if she were drunk, and her beautiful eyes shone with an almost frenzied light.

"My God! That old woman's face has turned green!"

"Did you see that? She snapped the cigarette in half! Hahaha!"

For a girl who once wanted to avoid dropping out of school because of a debt of several thousand yuan.

Winning eight million dollars in a matter of seconds is as impactful as witnessing a nuclear explosion.

This made her look at Chen An with a different kind of affection than just simple admiration.

It was as if I were looking at a living God of Wealth, an omnipotent deity.

"Calm down."

Chen An smiled as he unbuttoned his suit jacket and casually tossed it onto the sofa.

He went to the bar and poured two glasses of ice water.

At times like these, you need to cool down your body, not drink alcohol.

"That's just a bargaining chip. In cash, it's just a string of numbers in a bank account."

"No! That's different!"

Jessica rushed over, her red, high-slit silk dress billowing with her movements, revealing large expanses of her fair skin.

She jumped up like a koala and clung to Chen An, cupping his face in her hands and kissing him fiercely.

"You are the King of Montana! You are the Emperor of Las Vegas!"

She murmured incoherently between his lips, her passion as fiery as a ball of fire.

Infected by her enthusiasm, Chen An supported her hips with one hand and lifted her onto the marble bar counter.

"Looks like drinking water won't help at this point. I'll have to use physical methods to cool you down!"

Chen An looked at the stunningly beautiful woman before him.

Her red dress was like fire, and her golden hair was like a waterfall.

The emerald green spodumene on her neck sparkled under the crystal chandelier, making her collarbone appear even more delicate and alluring.

And beneath the high slit of that red dress was...

Chen An's hand slipped inside.

empty.

He raised an eyebrow, his gaze becoming even more profound.

"Is this also... part of the 'work uniform'?" Chen An whispered in her ear, his voice hoarse.

Jessica bit her lip, her eyes glazed over, her cheeks flushed red, but she boldly met his gaze.

"This is also to... make it easier for the boss to check on things at any time."

That statement was absolutely devastating.

On the top floor of this sinful city, in this room with a 270-degree panoramic floor-to-ceiling window.

Outside the window, the dazzling neon lights of Las Vegas stretched out, and the famous Sphere dome was changing colors in a mesmerizing way.

Inside, a celebration for the victors officially began.

"Then I'll do a thorough check-up."

"Let's see if you're dedicated to your job."

Without further ado, Chen An tore open the flimsy silk dress.

"Sizzle—"

The sound of expensive fabric tearing sounded especially pleasant on this night.

Jessica gasped, but was immediately overwhelmed by an even more intense onslaught.

She clung tightly to Chen An's shoulders, her nails digging deep into his muscles.

Standing in front of this floor-to-ceiling window.

Against the backdrop of that night view, which could be worth millions.

Two bodies were intertwined, like the most primitive wild beasts in the wilderness.

Without Mu Qing by her side to keep her in check, and without the constraints of the farm, Jessica completely unleashed the wildness in her bones.

She's Kuchi, she's captive, yet she demands more in the next second.

The adrenaline from those eight million dollars was entirely converted into a more direct, energy-saving impulse.

"Ann... if you are the devil... then I'm willing to go to hell..."

She cried out from within the shattered divine eagle.

Chen An looked out the window at the myriad lights of the city, feeling the warmth and tenderness of the girl in his arms.

If this is hell, then heaven is nothing more than this.

………………

The next morning.

When Chen An woke up, he felt some soreness in his lower back.

This is the kind of fatigue that even the strongest body cannot completely avoid.

After all, last night's "battle" was too intense and lasted too long.

The large round bed was in complete disarray.

Jessica is still asleep.

She was covered with a thin blanket, revealing a section of her fragrant shoulder covered with red marks and half of her rounded breasts.

The fragments of that priceless red dress still lay scattered on the carpet, like the ruins of a city after a battle.

Chen An got up and took a cold shower in the bathroom to wake himself up from that extreme bliss.

Although I won money last night, I also lost people.

But the real war has only just begun today.

The Western Mining Summit officially opened at 10:00 AM.

That is the real battlefield that will determine the future fate of Titan Resources.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Chen An changed into a dark gray business suit.

Jessica was still asleep, and Chen An did not wake her.

She was completely exhausted last night, and taking her to a dull and boring meeting at this time would only make her feel worse.

He left a note and a black card on the bedside table.

[Call room service when you wake up. If you're bored, go downstairs to the luxury store and buy the dress you tore last night. Of course, you can buy a few more that are easy to tear. —Love, Boss]

After doing all this, Chen An straightened his tie and strode out of the room.

………………

Caesars Palace Hotel, Augustus Ballroom.

This is the main venue for this mining summit.

Hundreds of round tables were set up under the huge crystal chandelier.

The air was filled with the scent of expensive cologne and cigars.

Everyone sitting here is a mine owner worth hundreds of millions, an energy tycoon, or a top investor on Wall Street.

As soon as Chen An entered the venue, he felt dozens of eyes instantly focusing on him.

News of last night's high-stakes gamble has clearly spread throughout the industry.

"Chen! This way!"

Robert White sat at one of the tables near the front.

He was chatting and laughing with several old men in military uniforms.

Upon seeing Chen An, he immediately waved.

Chen An walked over and greeted him politely.

"This is Colonel Williams from the Department of Defense Logistics."

Robert kindly introduced him to the situation.

"He's the one who helped us get that 'strategic material certification'."

"Nice to meet you, Colonel."

Chen An shook hands with a respectful yet assertive manner.

"Young and promising." Colonel Williams was a typical soldier with piercing eyes.

"I heard you not only found a mine, but also helped the bureau clean up a bunch of 'junk'?"

"Good job, young man. We need a tough partner like you."