Fake socialites sell me fake luxury, but I can make the fake look real.

"What does it mean?"

Upon hearing this, the man cleared his throat before extending his hand and saying, "My name is Ni Kun. Here's the thing: I'll be bringing a woman over tomorrow. She's recently taken a liking to a bag, and I've already inquired about the style beforehand and even bought a high-quality replica."

Lu Yang frowned, understanding the implication, but still asked for confirmation, "You want me to help sell counterfeit bags?"

Ni Kun said righteously, "Yes, I brought her to the store. You treat it as a genuine product and charge a higher price. I will transfer the money to you on the spot. After you take her away, you will take 5% as a handling fee, and the rest of the money will be returned to me."

"I'll produce the high-quality replica bags myself. You just need to say a few words, and you can make tens of thousands of yuan. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

"I pay less, the boss makes a profit, and Xue Ling doesn't lose money either, since this bag is worth two or three thousand yuan."

"This is a win-win-win situation!"

At this point, Ni Kun revealed a knowing smile that all men would understand.

"Furthermore, once you buy the bag, some requests that are usually difficult to make will naturally come up once the bag is purchased and the atmosphere is right. Brother, give me a hand. I've already handled this before, so nothing will go wrong."

Lü Yang: "..."

He looked at Ni Kun with a somewhat complicated expression.

This guy is a real talent!

For a moment, Lü Yang was tempted, but he still said, "Buying counterfeit bags to pick up girls is one thing, but having the store cooperate in the act?"

Ni Kun argued confidently, "Boss, that's not right. She's a fake socialite, and I'm a fake young master. A fake young master giving a fake bag to a fake socialite—that's a perfect match, a union of words and deeds, the most perfect couple in the world!"

"As for real bags, I can afford real bags, why would I need to pretend to be a socialite?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang was momentarily speechless with refutation.

That logic is twisted yet surprisingly coherent!

However, Lü Yang waved his hand and said, "Sorry, find someone else. I don't do this kind of business."

Ni Kun was taken aback at first, then laughed and said, "If you think five points is too little, seven will do. Boss, we're all here to make money, don't be so rigid!"

Lu Yang shook his head, somewhat helplessly saying, "It's not about the money."

He pointed to an elephant gray Hermès Mini Lindy 20 on the counter and said, "See it?"

Ni Kun looked over and nodded in agreement.

Lu Yang continued, "Anyone in the industry basically knows this. It's a Hermes Mini Lindy 20, elephant gray, and it's authentic. It was brought by a school beauty. Apparently, it was a gift from a suitor. The bag itself normally costs around 60,000 to 70,000 yuan, but if you really want to get it from a boutique, it will cost over 150,000 yuan after you buy other items."

"In this condition, the secondhand market price is around 90,000 to 100,000 yuan. Other shops will buy it as a bare package, and some will even offer 60,000 yuan to get rid of the customer. I bought it for 90,000 yuan."

Upon hearing this, Ni Kun was also taken aback: "If it's 90,000, how can we possibly make a profit?"

"The profit margin will definitely be thinner."

Lu Yang said calmly, "But I'm in the business of long-term transactions. I sell genuine bags as genuine bags and fake bags as fake bags. I also sell some high-quality replicas, but only to people who know they are fake and are willing to buy fake bags."

He looked up at Ni Kun and said righteously.

"I won't make money by selling counterfeit bags as genuine ones."

"The shop is mine, not rented, so it doesn't matter how much I earn."

Upon hearing this, Ni Kun felt a wave of disdain, thinking that Lü Yang was out of his mind for not making money, but he still gave him a thumbs up.

"Boss, you've got guts!"

Despite some disdain, if the other party is genuine, they could sell their bags here in the future, at least at a more affordable price.

Better than unscrupulous merchants!

Some unscrupulous merchants only make a one-off deal.

Even Ni Kun himself has been fooled.

Lu Yang chuckled and said, "It's not about backbone. We just aim for small profits and quick turnover to build a reputation. Anyway, if you really need a bag or want to buy one, you can come and check it out here. I encourage you to compare prices from different vendors."

Ni Kun gave a wry smile, somewhat melancholy, and said, "It's unlikely. I can't afford the real thing; if I'm going to sell, I can only sell high-quality replicas."

"High-quality replicas are the same."

"Even high-quality replicas are generally more expensive here than elsewhere."

If it's a genuine high-quality fake, I'd pay double the price myself!

"OK!"

Ni Kun nodded repeatedly, picked up the bag in his hand, and said, "I'll come back when I want to sell bags again. I'm leaving now, boss!"

Watching Ni Kun leave, Lü Yang couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

This is the second high-quality counterfeit bag!

Even if you buy it for 10,000, you'll still make a profit of at least 100,000!

"well……"

Lu Yang let out a long sigh. Making money is not easy. A normal person would probably curse themselves for being a fool for not making money when they have the chance.

Just as I was still feeling sentimental, the wind chimes at the door rang again, and with a knock, a charming voice drifted in first.

"Boss Lü, I just saw a man leave with a bag worth over ten thousand yuan. You're going to make a killing on your first day!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang didn't even look up, but rolled his eyes, wishing he could take out his disciplinary rod and beat him up.

Chen Yao!

Upon seeing the other party arrive, Lü Yang said irritably, "Stop making wild guesses, I'm not here to buy a bag."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao swayed her body and sat down in front of the counter. She wore a bright silver bodycon dress, the fabric of which clung to her exquisite curves. The waistline was extremely narrow, and she swayed gracefully as she walked. The hem of the dress just reached her thighs, and below it were a pair of silver strappy high-heeled sandals. The thin silver shoelaces wrapped from the instep all the way to the ankle, making her jade-like legs look white and charming.

The moment she entered, the atmosphere of the entire store seemed to become much more sensual.

Chen Yao sat down, tapping her fingers lightly on the glass countertop, and said with a smile, "If you didn't make a sale, that guy was acting all suspicious just now. Was he here to sell a bag?"

Lu Yang shook his head and recounted Ni Kun's story.

After hearing this, Chen Yao was stunned and trembled with anger.

"People these days have absolutely no moral compass. I'm so angry and cold-blooded. When will women finally stand up for themselves?"

She declared righteously, "We fake socialites, even though we're just putting on a facade, we still earn our money through hard work. If he can't afford a bag, why bother with all this pretense? He's a beast!"

Lu Yang's lips twitched: "You have the nerve to talk about others like that? You consider this hard-earned money, but I'm working even harder!"

Chen Yao chuckled, her eyes sparkling, and said, "If you don't think it's too hard, why don't you give it a try later? I, for one, find it quite tiring."

"Come on!"

Lu Yang rolled his eyes. After this woman used up all his gold coins, she really thought he was a tycoon and wanted to use up more gold coins.

"What are you doing here? If you're not here, go greet the guests at the door. With your hot figure, just a wave of your hand and I guarantee my customer flow will double."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao crossed her legs directly across from her, her silver strappy high heels dangling gently in mid-air, hooked by her snow-white toes.

Seeing this, Lü Yang was also a little overwhelmed and took out a magnifying glass to take a closer look.

"Snapped!"

Chen Yao slapped Lü Yang's hand away and said with a smile.

"I really do have something to do."

She leaned forward slightly, her voice tinged with pride, and said, "Brother Lü Yang, didn't I say I would come again?"

For a moment, Lü Yang asked suspiciously, "What do you want to do?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao smiled like a cunning fox: "Last time, the bag I bought for 105,000 was snatched away for 125,000 when I was having dinner with my girlfriends in the group chat. I'm here to buy another one."

Lü Yang: "..."

Good guy!

He bought a bag for 105,000 yuan and sold it for 125,000 yuan, making a profit of 20,000 yuan in one transaction, which was more than he made himself.

These fake socialites are truly a bunch of fake friends, and they're even darker-skinned than I am!

While he was thinking, Chen Yao stretched out a finger and gently stroked the back of Lü Yang's hand: "I don't have a bag to show off right now, so I'm going to buy one today."

"By the way..."

Chen Yao drawled out her words.

"Selling a high-quality replica bag!"