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

When Chen An entered, the woman did not get up, but simply turned her head slightly and gave a professional smile.

"Let me introduce myself. I'm Natasha Romanoff... Oh, sorry, that's from a movie."

She made a not-so-funny joke, then took out a business card and placed it on the table.

"I am Ava Green, Senior Advisor to the Western Mining Union."

"Also represents the board of directors of 'Silicon Valley Pioneers'."

Chen An didn't take the business card. Instead, he walked directly to Sarah, put his arm around her shoulder, and offered her silent support.

"union?"

Chen An took off his lion-skin coat, which was still cold and smelled of blood, and threw it on the sofa.

"My workers are paid on time, and some even receive bonuses."

"I don't recall ever inviting anyone from the union over for tea."

"Oh, not for the current workers."

Ava smiled and took a thick document out of her Hermès bag.

"It's for the workers of the 'future'."

"Under state and federal labor laws, projects the size of Titan Mining must employ at least 60% union registered members."

"Furthermore, all security and transportation services must be handled by contractors designated by the union."

See the picture poorly.

This is an attempt to seize control of Chen An's businesses.

Once the union members are brought in, they'll have the final say on strikes, price increases, and even vandalism.

"What if I refuse?" Chen An poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"reject?"

Ava sighed, as if looking at a child who didn't know any better.

"Mr. Chen, you are a smart man."

"You know, if you're on the highway to the West Coast, all the truck drivers will refuse to transport your cargo."

"Or perhaps, on the dock, all the crane operators just happened to get sick..."

"Your lithium ore, no matter how valuable, will just rot in this remote mountain valley."

This is a blatant threat of industry blacklisting.

This was more subtle and more deadly than Davis's previous violent threats.

Sarah's hands were trembling.

She didn't understand the power struggles of big capital, but she could sense how terrifying this woman was.

Chen An took a sip of wine and remained silent for a moment.

Then, he suddenly laughed.

He walked up to Ava, bent down, and brought their eyes together.

Ava smelled his unique scent.

It's a blend of whiskey, tobacco, and a kind of wild, bloody smell from the wilderness.

This made her heart skip a beat.

"Miss Ava."

Chen An reached out and gently pinched her business card.

"I think you've forgotten something."

"What?" Ava tried to remain calm.

"Montana doesn't believe in tears, nor in unions."

Chen An slowly tore the business card in half.

"My goods are transported through military channels."

"Would you dare send your truck drivers to intercept a convoy with Department of Defense license plates?"

Ava's pupils contracted sharply.

Military background!

Although she knew a little, she didn't expect Chen An to have gotten so involved.

"besides."

Chen An straightened up and looked down at her.

"Go back and tell your master. Want to play this game? Fine."

"I will immediately announce that we are opening up hiring to all non-union workers, and the salaries will be 20% higher than those of your unions."

"In this winter of soaring unemployment, do you think those workers will listen to your slogans and go hungry, or will they come to me for cash?"

This move struck right at the heart of the union.

"You...you're breaking industry rules!" Ava's expression changed, and she finally lost her composure.

"rule?"

Chen An sneered and pointed to the door.

"At Titan Manor, I am the rule."

"see a visitor out."

Tie Tou walked in with two burly men and made a "please" gesture.

Ava stood up, took a deep breath, and straightened her clothes.

She looked at Chen An, the disdain in her eyes vanished, replaced by a strong desire to conquer.

"Very good, Chen An."

She picked up her bag, and as she walked to the door, she glanced back at him, her gaze complex and alluring.

"You're tougher than I thought."

"But this game has only just begun."

I hope to see you again at that mining summit in Las Vegas.

"At that time, we might not meet at that negotiating table."

She left with those meaningful words, then walked away in her high heels.

………………

"That bitch! Shit!"

Jessica finally couldn't take it anymore and threw the knife in her hand on the table.

Was she threatening her? Or was she flirting?

"Yes, we have them all."

Chen An sat back on the sofa and rubbed his temples.

"This woman is more troublesome than the previous ones. She's a beautiful snake."

Sarah was worried: "What do we do then? What if she really blocks the supply lines..."

"When soldiers come, generals will meet them."

Chen An grasped Sarah's hand. "As long as we have the goods, the gun, and... this lion skin."

He pointed outside the door.

"Tonight, lay that leather in front of the fireplace."

Chen An looked at the two women who were still somewhat uneasy, his eyes burning with desire.

"I think... I'll try using the new carpet to see if it can dispel that damn chill."

Sarah and Jessica exchanged a glance, their faces turning red.

But no one refused.

In this world full of scheming and conflict, only in that man's arms can one find true peace.

Only on the conqueror's animal skin could they find true security.

………………

That night, the pine wood in the fireplace crackled and popped as it burned.

The enormous cougar skin spread out in the center of the living room became the wildest and warmest island in Titan Manor on this winter night.

The meticulously tanned hides retain the ferocity of the beasts in life.

On that soft, thick down, three bodies were intertwined.

Like a top-tier oil painting from the Renaissance period, it is full of tension and primal beauty.

Jessica clearly had a special fondness for the animal hide that had almost cost her her life but ultimately became a prize at Chen An's feet.

She curled up like a kitten in the lion's head.

Her fingers unconsciously combed through the cold mane, her eyes gazing sweetly at Chen An, who was pressing down on her.

"Ann... when you fired that shot, didn't you really think it might miss?"

Jessica asked breathlessly, sweat clinging to her forehead.

"Within my firing range, there will be no surprises."

Chen An looked down at her, his fingers sliding down her back, causing her to stand up a few times.

"Just like now, you can't escape my range either."

Sarah stood to the side, holding a glass of red wine, her eyes both gentle and indulgent.

She gently moistened Chen An's lips with the wine, then offered him a sweet kiss.

"You are the only lion in this family," Sarah murmured. "We are all your lionesses."

That night, there was no shame, no reservations.

On this animal skin, a symbol of conquest and power, Chen An used the most primitive method to declare his absolute dominion over the two women.

Whether it's Ava, the aggressive businesswoman.

The guild that was always thinking about blocking the route has been completely forgotten.

In this small territory, he was king.