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

"I am a Confucian scholar, and I believe in teaching all without discrimination. Whether you are a rich and beautiful woman or a fake socialite, I will teach you all the same. However, I see that Ding Yan has the potential to be a great Confucian scholar, so I will teach Ding Yan first!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang readily agreed, his gaze sweeping over the two women's alluring figures before he spoke.

Upon hearing Lü Yang's words, Ding Yan revealed a hint of smugness, casting a triumphant glance at Zheng Xue. Then, without any hesitation, she straightened up, reached out her slender hand, took a glass of iced drink, and tenderly handed it to Lü Yang.

"Little brother Lü Yang, try this strawberry milkshake I just prepared for you to soothe your throat before you start teaching him!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang accepted the milkshake without hesitation and began to teach Ding Yan.

This is my own top salesperson!

Of the three capable lieutenants, he is the most hardworking, and should be treated well in all aspects.

It has nothing to do with the other person's body shape!

After a while, Zheng Xue and Ding Yan sat on the sofa, savoring the knowledge that Lü Yang had imparted to them without reservation. They felt that they had benefited greatly.

However, since they couldn't fully grasp the knowledge in a short time, both of them closed their eyes and thought about whether to go out and try it out tomorrow or look up information online.

As she was thinking, the kitchen sliding door opened with a whoosh, and Wu Jingxuan came out carrying two plates of food.

Seeing Lu Yang sitting alone on the sofa, holding an iced cola, while Zheng Xue and the others were resting with their eyes closed, she couldn't help but get angry and her eyebrows furrowed.

"Dinner's ready..."

Wu Jingxuan looked at Ding Yan and Zheng Xue, placed the plates directly on the dining table, and let out an angry snort. She swept her murderous gaze over Zheng Xue and Ding Yan, silently cursing these two sluts a thousand times. She was working hard to cook inside, and her two best friends were just trying to curry favor with the big spender. Not only did they not share any of the profits with her, but they didn't even come over to lend a hand after they finished cooking!

Of the two, Wu Jingxuan looked at Ding Yan with even more dissatisfaction. She couldn't tell from her usual expression that Ding Yan was the one who was the most two-faced. She had even secretly changed into a deadly pure and seductive battle robe behind her sister's back. It was simply unethical!

Seeing the look of a resentful woman in her boudoir on Wu Jingxuan's face, Lü Yang laughed loudly, straightened his clothes, and led the two still-uncomfortable people to the dining table.

At the dinner table, the atmosphere was tense. Although Wu Jingxuan was gritting her teeth in anger, she knew that Lu Yang, the real god of wealth, had not left yet. She snorted coldly, pushed Zheng Xue, who was originally going to sit next to Lu Yang, and sat down on Lu Yang's right. As soon as she picked up her first bite, Wu Jingxuan took off her high heels. Her slender legs, covered by thin black stockings, began to get restless under the tablecloth, trying to regain her place at the dinner table.

As for Zheng Xue and Ding Yan, they were not to be outdone. Faced with the open and covert battles under the table, Lü Yang accepted them all without hesitation and completely ignored them.

After a long while, this dinner, filled with the smell of gunpowder, finally came to an end.

Having eaten and drunk his fill, Lü Yang looked at Wu Jingxuan and the others with a smile on his lips.

"Alright, we've finished eating. Now I'm going to continue to promote the Confucian idea of ​​education for all, treating everyone equally, and teach Jingxuan how to identify high-quality counterfeit watches and jewelry."

"..."

The next morning, after the alarm rang, Lü Yang got up without hesitation, took a taxi back to his second-hand luxury goods store, and prepared to start work.

At 9:30 a.m., Lü Yang opened the roller shutter door of the second luxury store. He had just sat down in the boss's chair and made a cup of tea when the screen lit up. He picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from Song Ya.

When Song Ya was mentioned, Lu Yang couldn't help but picture her in his mind: a gentle and beautiful young woman from a modest family.

Unlike Bai Su, Song Ya is a traditional woman at heart. After their previous conversations, she was too shy to see him and hadn't dared to come to the store recently.

Lü Yang opened WeChat and began to check it.

Song Ya: [Brother Lü Yang, are you at the shop? This morning, a close friend of mine wanted to buy a bag. She's a very straightforward person, so whatever she says, just ignore her and don't get angry. Just do the transaction with her.]

Looking at the message sent by the other party, Lü Yang's lips curled into a wicked smile, and he tapped the screen with his fingers, asking a question in return.

Lü Yang: [But, Sister Song Ya, if she makes me angry, you'll have to come and soothe her.]

Lü Yang: [It's been a while since I've seen Sister Song Ya. You're not avoiding me, are you?]

Upon seeing Lü Yang's words, Song Ya on the other end of the line panicked a bit. After a long while, she stammered out a voice reply.

"I'm not avoiding you, it's just that my best friend was here this morning, so it wasn't convenient for me to go see you..."

"Let's wait until this afternoon. I'll come see you after she leaves, is that alright?"

Upon hearing Song Ya's promise, Lü Yang nodded in satisfaction, put down his phone, and sat at the counter waiting for Song Ya's best friend to arrive.

About forty minutes later, with the crisp sound of the wind chimes at the shop door, a woody fragrance wafted into the shop.

Lu Yang looked up, his gaze immediately drawn to the newcomer. As her high heels clicked on the floor, a woman pushed open the door and entered. She wore large black sunglasses that covered most of her face, giving her an aloof and unapproachable air. She wore a light taro purple fitted halter dress with a matching thin cardigan. The fabric was a soft, smooth, high-elastic ice silk with a gentle texture. The low-cut, paperclip-style fitted dress clung to her figure.

This form-fitting long dress perfectly accentuated her full bust, creating a striking visual impact. The dress clung tightly to her flat waist and full hips, precisely outlining a smooth curve. The long, flowing skirt extended downwards, making her voluptuous legs appear even longer beneath the hem. A loose, lightweight long-sleeved cardigan draped casually over her shoulders, giving her an air of elegant sophistication befitting a noblewoman.

On her feet, she wore a pair of light gray satin pointed-toe stilettos, the color of which echoed the overall light purple outfit. The smooth pointed toe perfectly accentuated her foot shape, and the slender 15-centimeter heels made her legs look even longer. The low-cut design revealed her slender, fair instep, and the thin straps hugged her ankles tightly. As she walked, the heels gently dropped, making her posture even more upright.

The woman walked to the counter, sat sideways on the customer chair, her graceful figure hidden in her simple attire, subtly exuding a captivating charm.

Just as Lü Yang was about to speak, he saw her extend her jade-like hand, adorned with exquisite nude-colored manicures, and pull down her black sunglasses slightly, revealing a pair of beautiful eyes with a teasing look.

She sized up Lü Yang, her red lips parted slightly, and her first words were like a thunderclap from a clear sky, carrying an undisguised playfulness.

"Boss Lü, right? You're Song Ya's mistress, aren't you?"