The [Sex God thod].
Even as a simple Data Block, the techniques and allure it promised were undeniable. He couldn’t help but grin; with knowledge like this, he was confident he’d add sothing spectacular to his life.
After last night, he already felt unstoppable. And today, he planned to continue this winning streak. What challenge should he take on? Maybe continue his other missions? Or go ahead and do sothing else? What else should he do?
Jason thought about it as he walked the streets in the early morning. In the morning, he had made so breakfast and left it for her along with a note, saying that he was a busy man, and if he wanted to extort more massages from him, she would have to try harder than that.
Jason strolled through the city streets, a cool morning breeze brushing past him. As it did, his hair blew back in an aesthetically pleasing way, making the won who passed by him look at him a bit too long, and walk on.
Heh! It’s so difficult being handso. Jason pulled out his phone. A notification sat unopened: Samantha Ellis, Reno Ventures. He clicked it open, eyebrows raised as he read:
[Hello, Jason. Veronica Hall recomnded you to and sent over your Resu. I’d like to et with you in person to discuss an opportunity at Reno Ventures. Here’s the address…]
Jason whistled, impressed. Veronica worked fast.
Reno Ventures wasn’t just any company—it was one of those rare businesses with influence, connections, and resources, and a foothold in multiple industries. It also did sothing along the lines of over five million per year in revenue. The chance to et its CEO was an opportunity too good to miss.
He ordered a quick coffee from a nearby vendor, deep in thought about what he’d find at the eting. What did he have to prepare? Did he even need to prepare? Did he sll good at that mont? He did. He had cleaned himself up at Isabella’s apartnt. Was he well dressed at that mont? Or maybe did he need so change of clothing to look like he was more serious about his job? That was the question.
When he thought about the fact that a few days back he was nothing more than a nial worker at the back of so supermarket, moving boxes and working storage, he couldn’t help but sigh. Life had taken a turn. Now he was getting invited to a business to et the CEO. He had to take advantage of every opportunity that ca his way.
Suddenly, soone bumped into him from behind. Jason’s coffee splashed a bit, but before he could react, the man turned around, a burly figure with an apologetic smile. "Sorry, man. Didn’t an to ss up your drink."
Jason gave him a quick once-over, noting the stranger’s solid build and calm deanour. "No worries," he said with a nod, eyes lingering just a second longer. "All good. Sotis things spill over and we have to understand because that’s just how life is. You et people and have interesting experiences."
After saying that, Jason smiled. "The na’s Jason. What’s your na?"
"Luca. It’s nice to et you, Jason." Siad the man with a bit of a reserved deanour. Jason imdiately knew what that ant. He was feeling a bit unnerved, probably because he had sowhere to go. Better give him an excuse.
"It was nice to et you, Luca. See you around." After Jason said that, he smiled at the man and then walked by, and Luca nodded to him, staring at Jason for a mont before walking away. What a nice, understanding guy. That was what Luca was thinking at that mont.
Jason knew this. Even the simplest interactions like these could be controlled, they could be made to co out with him on top. By looking at the other side, and then interpreting the other side’s intentions as the truth and reality, he was able to really give himself a stable ground to control his first impression.
Jason walked off with a smile on his face. Every day he was learning sothing new. As long as he paid enough attention and acted appropriately, he would win in every conversation. he would win every single ti, and that was the exact point that Jason was going or. That was what he wanted to have. He needed that kind of idea in his life.
As the man walked off, Jason took a final sip of his coffee, feeling more alert, and hailed a taxi. That Luca... There was sothing about him. He looked accomplished and intelligent. Making that kind of connection would have been useful, but it seed he was hurrying sowhere and his mind was occupied with a lot at that mont and that ant it was not a ti to talk.
Anyway, Jason was more preoccupied with what was coming to him. It was more important to think about what was the fact that he was going to be having a eting very soon. He had to focus. In the next mont, Jason consulted an AI on what questions were coming to him in the eting he was going to have and it was sothing he had to prepare with a possibly terrifying speed.
And then when he got out of the car, he was t with a large building. It turned out that Reno Ventures was taking on an office in this Office complex. Really impressive.
As he approached the Reno Ventures building, he adjusted his posture, putting on his most effortless, charismatic smile. The receptionist, a young woman with a professional air and a warm smile, straightened when he entered. Her eyes widened as she took in his polished appearance and calm confidence.
There he went again. His charisma and charm were just too much. With an inward sigh at how handso he was, Jason kept moving.
"Good morning," Jason said, his voice smooth. "I have a eting with Ms. Samantha Ellis."
She blinked, caught off guard for a mont before offering a warm smile. "With Ms Ellis? Yes, of course, let check Mr...?"
"Jason," he answered a glint of mischief in his eye. "Just Jason." The Cross surna was not good to carry around, especially in the world of business. Jason knew this for a fact. There had been tis when he was asking people for help with work only to be told that he was t with a brick wall. After all, they were being told to not offer assistance.
That was when he knew that the Cross family was making things difficult for him. They did not want him to succeed. Jason was going to have to thug it out all by himself That was the reason why he had gone to another part of the city and also why he had t Veronica Hall, soone who was outside the influence of Jason Cross.
Jason knew that the higher he rose, the more possible it was going to be for him to et his family that wanted him to die. It was very important for him to take it all in his stride. Before then though, he had to make sure to hide his identity, at least from people who didn’t deserve to be told the identity.
The receptionist chuckled softly, her professional facade softening, and reached for the phone to announce his arrival when soone else interjected.
A man stepped forward from the seating area, his expression reserved but sharp. "Did I hear you’re looking for Samantha?" His tone held a touch of suspicion, his gaze cutting into Jason. What was this guy? What the hell did he want?
Jason turned just enough to et the man’s eye without breaking his stance at the desk. "That’s right. She asked to co in." His voice was light, almost lazy, but his eyes held a confident edge. And even if this wasn’t his place of work yet, he still did not back down.
Jason was confident in his abilities and his ability to get his way. He knew better than anyone just how powerful he was right now. If this guy thought he could step up and talk shit, nothing was going to happen to him.
The man’s jaw tightened slightly as he turned to the receptionist, eyebrows raising as if to challenge her judgnt. "I hope he’s not here just to chat up pretty faces," he muttered to the people behind him who laughed at Jason, looking him up and down in disdain.
Jason gave a slow, knowing smile. "Nothing of the sort. I’m here for a eting, friend." He kept his tone steady, his gaze unflinching. The man did not like being looked at like this, especially for Jason to look at him like that. It was sowhat funny though. He would never have the chance to respond.
Just as tension began to rise, a voice rang out from across the lobby. "What’s all this?"
A woman approached with her blonde hair tied back in a sleek knot, strides purposeful and commanding. She had an elegance that seed to glide over every step, a subtle air of dominance that was amplified by her business attire. Jason knew imdiately: this was Samantha Ellis, the CEO herself.
She was also the person he had co here to et. Jason was not one to leave things uninvestigated. He had done his fair share of investigating and now he knew that she was the CEO. He had also found her Facebook page, seeing that she was single for the most part, and was a businesswoman focused on her work and on being successful.
She was just like Veronica in a way. Veronica had actually gotten married before, but this woman had never even entertained the idea clearly.
Maybe she was one of those… a man-eater.
"Ms Samantha," the receptionist stamred, her voice slightly unsteady, "this gentleman is here for a eting with you."
Samantha’s eyes t Jason’s, assessing him with intrigue. But Jason noticed sothing else in those eyes. It was the faintest touch of wariness. "So, you’re Jason?"
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