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

The main office building of the Polaris Refinery is a typical red brick building, with an architectural style full of the rugged industrial aesthetics of the 1980s.

At this moment, the old-fashioned cast iron radiator in the office is making a clanging sound as it continuously releases heat.

"Here, warm yourself up."

Irina took off her coal-dust-covered work coat, revealing a white bodysuit and military green tactical trousers underneath.

With her height of 1.75 meters and her physique honed through long-term training, she looks like a Valkyrie encased in an Iron Man suit.

She handed me two thick-bottomed glasses that could only be seen in Russia, filled with a clear liquid.

"Vodka?" Jessica leaned in for a sniff, nearly knocking herself over from the pungent smell of alcohol. "This must be at least 60 proof, right?"

"This is homemade by my dad, made with the best potatoes and rye."

Irina poured herself a glass, tilted her head back and drank it all in one gulp without changing her expression. She even licked a ring of wine around her rosy lips.

"Ha... In this godforsaken place, if you don't drink this to warm your body, your blood will freeze."

Chen An looked at this bold and forthright woman and smiled.

He also raised his glass and downed it in one gulp.

The strong liquor went down my throat like a hot wire burning into my stomach, instantly dispelling the chill from the inside out.

"Good wine."

Chen An put down his glass, his dark eyes becoming even more profound under the influence of alcohol. "Now, let's talk business."

He looked around and pointed to the huge reactors and pipes outside the window.

"I've seen the information; although the factory has stopped operating, the equipment is well maintained."

"How much lithium concentrate can be processed each month if operating at full capacity?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Irina's eyes.

She never expected that this seemingly playboy-like tycoon would not only not pass out after drinking her strong liquor, but would also be able to calmly discuss business.

"Although this factory is old, it is based on a technology upgrade from the original Soviet-aided construction, so it is robust and durable."

But Irina still walked up to the map on the wall, holding a pointer in her hand, and patiently explained.

That aura of instantly switching into professional mode made her even more charming.

"If raw materials are plentiful and electricity is uninterrupted, we can produce 500 tons of battery-grade lithium carbonate per month, with a purity of over 99.5%."

"500 tons?"

Chen An did some mental calculations.

Based on current market prices, this one ton is worth tens of thousands of US dollars.

500 tons, that's tens of millions in monthly revenue.

"very good."

Chen An snapped his fingers. "I don't just want this 500-ton capacity. I also want you to expand it."

"Money is not a problem. I will have Robert inject the first ten million US dollars into the project."

"but……"

Chen An walked up to Irina and stared intently at her.

"I want absolute control. From today onwards, this factory belongs to the Chen family."

"You will still be the factory manager, still in charge of technology and personnel, but all security, finance, and logistics must be taken over by my people."

"Can you accept this?"

Irina looked at the man in front of her.

The two million check was on the table; it was the factory's lifeline!

Moreover, the future he envisioned would not only save the factory but also allow her deceased father's dream to continue.

This is no longer a business deal; it's a blessing.

"I...I accept."

Irina lowered her proud head, her voice trembling slightly, "As long as Polaris can be saved, I... I can do anything for you."

"Anything?"

Jessica, who was standing nearby, keenly caught the key words and cautiously stood next to Chen An to assert her dominance.

"Including being your bodyguard, or... your driver." Irina glanced at Jessica, with a subtle intuition between women, and added.

"We'll talk about that later."

Chen An waved his hand, "The most urgent thing right now is to survive tonight."

He walked to the window and looked at the sky gradually darkening in the distance.

"Those 'Black Brotherhood' guys won't let this go. I just rammed their car."

He pointed at Jessica, "And you even let him fire. For these outlaws who make a living on the border, that's a blood feud."

"They'll be back." Irina's expression changed, and she reached for the double-barreled shotgun leaning against the table. "They have automatic weapons, even homemade bombs."

"Therefore, we need to turn this place into a fortress."

"Jessica, go drive the car to the office building entrance and use the car as cover."

"Also, unload those two boxes of 'gifts' from the car."

"A gift?" Jessica paused for a moment, then her eyes lit up as if she remembered something. "You mean that?"

………………

Half an hour later.

The lobby of the office building was piled high with ammunition boxes.

That was a batch of "defense equipment" that Chen An had specially obtained from the black market in Namisura through Robert's connections before he came.

Several AR-15 rifles, several boxes of ammunition, and even two boxes of flashbangs and smoke grenades.

"My God..."

Irina stared at the equipment, dumbfounded. "Are you a miner or an arms dealer?"

"In Montana, this is called the standard approach of 'winning people over with virtue'."

Chen An skillfully loaded a rifle and tossed it to Irina.

"You know how to use a shotgun, so you should be able to pick this up much faster. Tonight, we'll lie in wait here."

Night falls.

The entire factory was plunged into darkness, with only a single lamp lit in the office building.

The three sat around the electric heater, eating canned food and drinking vodka.

Jessica and Irina sat on either side of Chen An.

Two beautiful women with completely different styles.

A blonde, red-lipped, stylish and hot urban woman; a blonde, blue-eyed, wild and aloof warrior from a fighting nation.

If this were in peacetime, it would definitely be an enviable display of good fortune.

But at this moment, the wind outside the window sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

"List……"

Irina drank a few glasses of wine, and her face flushed. She looked at Chen An with a somewhat unfocused gaze.

"Thank you. Really."

She suddenly leaned over and gently kissed Chen An on the cheek.

The kiss had a strong vodka flavor.

"If it weren't for you, I might have been... taken away by those beasts today."

Jessica immediately lost her temper.

"Hey! What kind of skill is a sneak attack!"

Jessica grabbed Chen An's other arm, "The boss is mine! I was here first!"

Chen An was sandwiched in the middle, feeling the soft touches from both sides and the undisguised tension between the two.

He smiled.

He reached out and put his arms around both of their shoulders at the same time.

"Stop arguing. We're all in the same boat tonight."

Chen An's voice was deep and powerful, "If those bastards dare to come, I'll let them know that neither my factory nor my women are things they can touch."

Just as this ambiguous and tense atmosphere reached its peak.

"Buzz—"

A faint engine sound, not the sound of wind, reached Chen An's ears.

That sound came from the wall behind the factory.

Chen An's expression changed.

He abruptly turned off the table lamp.

The room was plunged into darkness instantly.

"Lie down."

Chen An pressed the two women's heads down, saying, "It seems we have guests."

Through the gap in the curtains.

By the moonlight, you could see a dozen snowmobiles with their lights off, silently gliding in through a gap in the factory wall, like a group of ghosts.

Each rider carried a terrifying Molotov cocktail and a short-barreled submachine gun.

This is no longer a gang fight.

This was a premeditated raid aimed at eliminating witnesses.

"Old Joe..."

Chen An pulled back the bolt in the darkness, a bloodthirsty smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Since you're in such a hurry to meet God, I'll give you a ride."