The [Sex God Method].
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 something 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 something 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 some 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 women who passed by him look at him a bit too long, and walk on.
Heh! It’s so difficult being handsome. 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 recommended you to me and sent over your Resume. I’d like to meet 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 something along the lines of over five million per year in revenue. The chance to meet 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 meeting. What did he have to prepare? Did he even need to prepare? Did he smell good at that moment? He did. He had cleaned himself up at Isabella’s apartment. Was he well dressed at that moment? Or maybe did he need some 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 menial worker at the back of some 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 meet the CEO. He had to take advantage of every opportunity that came his way.
Suddenly, someone 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 mean to mess up your drink."
Jason gave him a quick once-over, noting the stranger’s solid build and calm demeanour. "No worries," he said with a nod, eyes lingering just a second longer. "All good. Sometimes things spill over and we have to understand because that’s just how life is. You meet people and have interesting experiences."
After saying that, Jason smiled. "The name’s Jason. What’s your name?"
"Luca. It’s nice to meet you, Jason." Siad the man with a bit of a reserved demeanour. Jason immediately knew what that meant. He was feeling a bit unnerved, probably because he had somewhere to go. Better give him an excuse.
"It was nice to meet 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 moment before walking away. What a nice, understanding guy. That was what Luca was thinking at that moment.
Jason knew this. Even the simplest interactions like these could be controlled, they could be made to come 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 something new. As long as he paid enough attention and acted appropriately, he would win in every conversation. he would win every single time, 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 something about him. He looked accomplished and intelligent. Making that kind of connection would have been useful, but it seemed he was hurrying somewhere and his mind was occupied with a lot at that moment and that meant it was not a time 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 meeting very soon. He had to focus. In the next moment, Jason consulted an AI on what questions were coming to him in the meeting he was going to have and it was something he had to prepare with a possibly terrifying speed.
And then when he got out of the car, he was met 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 handsome he was, Jason kept moving.
"Good morning," Jason said, his voice smooth. "I have a meeting with Ms. Samantha Ellis."
She blinked, caught off guard for a moment before offering a warm smile. "With Ms Ellis? Yes, of course, let me check Mr...?"
"Jason," he answered a glint of mischief in his eye. "Just Jason." The Cross surname was not good to carry around, especially in the world of business. Jason knew this for a fact. There had been times when he was asking people for help with work only to be told that he was met 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 met Veronica Hall, someone 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 meet 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 someone 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 meet the man’s eye without breaking his stance at the desk. "That’s right. She asked me to come 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 judgment. "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.
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Jason gave a slow, knowing smile. "Nothing of the sort. I’m here for a meeting, 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 somewhat 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 seemed to glide over every step, a subtle air of dominance that was amplified by her business attire. Jason knew immediately: this was Samantha Ellis, the CEO herself.
She was also the person he had come here to meet. 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 stammered, her voice slightly unsteady, "this gentleman is here for a meeting with you."
Samantha’s eyes met Jason’s, assessing him with intrigue. But Jason noticed something else in those eyes. It was the faintest touch of wariness. "So, you’re Jason?"