Captain Wang is about to set sail, let's get all sorts of votes!

Yang Ru pretended not to understand the subtext in Wang Zhuo's words. As a beautiful woman, she had naturally developed her skills in feigning deafness and muteness since childhood, mastering the art with ease.

The nonsense about consolidating cooperation was pure fluff. Wang Zhuo's ambiguous expression seemed to see through her clothes, his rampant desire completely unmasked and nakedly displayed.

Yang Ru's heart pounded uncontrollably yet she maintained a calm facade: "Isn't your collaboration already being discussed with my cousin? I've long since lost interest in this matter. Today I came mainly to ask - are there still regional agent positions for Life Ark in other countries?"

"How so, you're interested?" Wang Zhuo asked with genuine curiosity.

"Of course," Yang Ru scoffed. "What an original question! Who wouldn't be interested in such a lucrative opportunity?"

"So now you must know all about Life Ark," Wang Zhuo leaned back casually on the couch. "Agent positions exist, but I won't give them to you."

Yang Ru raised her eyebrows: "Why? Do you think my capabilities fall short of Qu Jingyou's?"

"Not at all," Wang Zhuo chuckled. "Because she's single and you're married."

Yang Ru froze momentarily before understanding the implication. She asked in disbelief laced with amusement: "Am I right to guess you've had an affair with her?"

"That was your own guess, I never admitted anything," Wang Zhuo smirked.

If that wasn't a tacit admission! Yang Ru glared at him, her curiosity barely contained. "Tell me, how did you seduce her?"

Wang Zhuo rolled his eyes: "Your language is so vulgar - what's with 'riding' this and that? Why not say 'dismounting'?"

Yang Ru was speechless. Discussing such topics with Wang Zhuo only left her at a disadvantage. After all, hadn't she been literally ridden by him once?

No wonder women were always the weaker sex in matters of intimacy - it was predetermined from birth by our anatomy itself. Men could access one, two, three or four pleasure points while women had far fewer options available.

Of course if counting fingers and toes, women would win numerically. But when comparing quality? Not even horses could compare!

Wang Zhuo's use of the term 'riding' was particularly incisive, hitting right where it hurt. A flood of humiliation mixed with the memory of that intense stimulation surged through her body - adrenaline and hormones spiked, her inner thighs already damp without realizing.

"Gross," she coldly remarked.

"Only the wearer knows if shoes are comfortable," Wang Zhuo teased with a crooked smile. "How about you? Did my treatment make your day more enjoyable?"

Enjoyable my aunt! Yang Ru wanted to lash out but instead asked through gritted teeth: "What about those twin actresses I sent you as gifts? Their applications to the Beijing Film Academy made entertainment news, they're being called history's most beautiful twins. Have you already sampled their wares? How was the experience?"

"Still worrying about them?" Wang Zhuo pointed at her dismissively. "Why not worry about yourself first? You invited me all this way just for idle chatter - are you prepared to make my trip worthwhile or not?"

Yang Ru once again encountered Wang Zhuo's brazen arrogance, finally blurting out her real purpose: "I want a regional agent position for Life Ark. Is that possible?"

"Not in the short term," he said bluntly without prevarication. "Life Ark is facing material shortages currently and can only supply domestic and American markets to serve premium clients. If you're willing to wait, we might discuss possibilities."

While not revealing trade secrets, this was essentially true. Yang Ru nodded slightly though disappointed yet satisfied with the response.

"Happy now?" Wang Zhuo smiled invitingly. "Come over here so I can get a good look at you."

Yang Ru shook her head vigorously - what nonsense! Sitting closer would give him more chances to grope!

"You're looking very star-like in that outfit today," he complimented vacuously as she refused, then sat down beside her while sniffing the air. "Smells wonderful - did you use Pantene shampoo?"

Yang Ru burst into laughter. While Procter & Gamble was indeed the world's largest household goods supplier, Pantene was just a mass-market cheap product of theirs! How could someone with such poor taste choose that? Typical hillbilly!

Wang Zhuo blinked: "Not Pantene?" He guessed instead, "Let me try... Could it be the limited edition Indian Jasmine from Ilin last spring?"

Limited editions were merely luxury industry hype. With narrow markets and high prices, sales naturally remained restricted. Why not capitalize on such marketing by assigning numbers to highlight exclusivity?

Yang Ru's eyes widened in disbelief - how could he possibly identify a fragrance that precisely? Was this guy just lucky or what?

She was certain Wang Zhuo was bluffing through guesswork, so she deliberately taunted: "How do you know it isn't the Thai Jasmine variant?"

A different jasmine oil with nearly identical scent. Rumor had it only those with the most refined olfactory senses could distinguish them. She wanted to hear his ridiculous justification.

Wang Zhuo naturally wouldn't admit he'd used x-ray vision to analyze molecular structures in the air through their arrangement patterns. He simply smiled and shot her a compliment: "Who needs to guess? Our little Ru would never use cheap Thai Jasmine."

While intangible, scents were actually airborne molecular chains detected by our olfactory receptors. Trained individuals could differentiate over 5000 smells while dogs could discern up to two million.

No flattery like a well-placed compliment. Though Yang Ru knew he was intentionally flattering her, she still felt pleased - far better than hearing "your mouth feels so good sucking me off"!

"You have such a keen nose, are you a dog by any chance?" She scooted back trying to maintain distance from the 'dog'.

What's a dog when compared? Wang Zhuo secretly basked in pride. Even elite detection dogs made mistakes occasionally while his x-ray vision could track airborne molecules kilometers away with perfect accuracy!

"Do I look like an animal to you?" he smirked, then leaned over and wrapped one arm around her shoulder while the other drifted toward her chest. "But I know your true identity - a snake."

"I must leave now," Yang Ru said coldly.

Wang Zhuo grinned mockingly: "I'll let you go... eventually."

Yang Ru tried to stand but was pushed back down by Wang Zhuo's arm. Her eyes flashed defiantly as she spat, "Do you want to rape me?"

"You can sue if you like," he shrugged nonchalantly. "You booked this room and invited me here yourself. I haven't hit or insulted you - accusing me of rape would make your own fraud charges look pretty bad."

As he unfastened his belt standing up, Yang Ru clamped her hand over her mouth in mortified fury: "Don't even think about it! This is impossible!"

At such close proximity where her face nearly touched his navel area while seated on the sofa, how could she not know what Wang Zhuo wanted?

While mentally cursing him with every derogatory word imaginable - (ruffian), (dirty), (idiot), (shameless) - her conflicted expression only further fueled Wang Zhuo's aggressive desire.

Suddenly she understood her own contradiction. Subconsciously, she had actually longed for another encounter with this dominant man - hence why she'd specially bathed and changed clothes before leaving home, using her cherished signature fragrance reserved for special occasions.

Yet the problem was his peculiar preferences. To enjoy that exquisite pleasure he provided, one first had to endure providing some extremely embarrassing service in return.

In truth Yang Ru understood Wang Zhuo's mindset well - while enjoying himself, his face always betrayed not just satisfaction but also a smug pride as if saying "Even though you're a noble lady, aren't you still kneeling here obediently serving me?"

Though his actual thoughts weren't quite that despicable (though close enough), such realizations certainly made her unwilling to be dominated by Wang Zhuo again. But what could she do? She owed him and would naturally have to pay the price!

"Nothing is impossible with me," Wang Zhuo smiled confidently, pushing her onto the sofa. He quickly removed his pants then stood on one foot beside the couch, shoving aside her hands while guiding his heated member toward her mouth.

Yang Ru knew she couldn't refuse this final test but out of pride stubbornly resisted: "Don't think I won't bite you into pieces if you try!"

Would that tactic work? It did! Wang Zhuo paused in surprise then laughed with amusement: "Let's clarify - no gouging eyes or death threats during our play. If you just want to gnaw, I'll bring spare ribs for your teeth but no actual biting allowed."

"Then get off my leg right now," she shoved his thigh.

"I know you're only joking about biting," he chuckled then shifted the topic: "You'll miss out on the fun if you bite through. Be good and open up."

"I..."

Yang Ru's protest was cut short as Wang Zhuo inserted himself, transforming her exclamation into a muffled "Mmmph".

Women often behaved this way - internally willing yet externally resistant like they wanted to fight you tooth and nail over some hypothetical murder. Only when their crucial pressure point was suddenly pressed did they become obedient little lambs, content with just a few gentle pats even if kicked or whipped.

Though dogs might jump walls in desperation and rabbits could bite when cornered, Wang Zhuo knew Yang Ru's threats were empty words. His x-ray vision revealed her true thoughts clearly - she wasn't going to actually sink her teeth into him!