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

Lu Yang stood up, walked behind the counter, and took out two trump cards that he had prepared beforehand.

The first one belongs to Qin Xueling; it's a Hermes Constance 18 Milkshake with platinum hardware, crafted from high-quality replicas.

The second one belongs to Chen Yao, and it's also a top-quality replica. In Lü Yang's hands, it has been transformed into a genuine Hermes Nile Crocodile Birkin 30 in a versatile elephant grey color. This top-quality replica costs 40,000 yuan just to get it, but it's also the most worthwhile. Once it's sold, it can fetch 400,000 to 500,000 yuan!

Among Lü Yang's long-term clients, only two people could afford to eat there: one was Mr. Wang from the building materials company, and the other was Song Ya.

However, although Mr. Wang, the building materials manager, was rich, he was not stupid. If anyone dared to ask him for the bag, Mr. Wang would kick it on the spot and find a beautiful woman to serve him.

From this perspective, the only person who could truly buy it is Song Ya.

"Sister Song, take a look at these two bags, are they acceptable?"

Lu Yang picked up the bag, placed it on the tray, and pushed it in front of Song Ya.

"Constance 18, the color is clean and suitable for everyday wear. I'd quote 150,000 to 160,000 for this one."

He then pointed to the crocodile Birkin 30 standing to the side, exuding an aura of power, and said in a slightly softer tone, "As for this Nile crocodile Birkin 30, it's a versatile elephant gray, which is even rarer than the regular elephant gray. The bare bag at the boutique would probably cost around four or five hundred thousand."

"Including the accompanying goods, it would cost at least 750,000 to acquire it."

This bag is priced at 450,000 RMB or more on the secondhand market. Due to its limited production, it can be sold for 500,000 RMB if someone is in urgent need.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang looked into Song Ya's eyes, considered for a moment, and then said, "Sister Song is a regular customer, so I'll offer you my most favorable bottom line. If you like this bag, you can take it for 450,000."

The actual cost of this bag is only 40,000 yuan. Even if it is sold for 450,000 yuan, he can still make a profit of 400,000 yuan in one go.

Upon hearing this, Song Ya's eyes lit up when she looked at the Nile crocodile Birkin 30.

She's an expert on bags; she doesn't even need a magnifying glass. Just by looking at the luster of the leather, the naturally asymmetrical texture of crocodile skin, and the quality of the hardware, she can tell that this bag is of superior quality.

This style of bag is definitely a hot commodity in the secondhand market.

However, the fact that it was only 450,000 surprised her.

"Four hundred and fifty thousand?"

Song Ya leaned slightly forward, the fabric of her backless dress curving in an alluring way as she moved. She looked at Lü Yang with a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

"Boss Lü, this bag looks exactly like it was just produced. If someone had already used it, selling it for 450,000 would be reasonable. But isn't this particular style too rare? Aren't you going to be selling it at a loss?"

Or perhaps...

The other party left some face, but Lü Yang immediately understood their unspoken meaning.

Things that are too cheap may make others think that there is something fishy going on, or even doubt their authenticity.

"Sister Song, I'll also tell you something."

Lu Yang remained calm and said with a hint of sincerity, "It's not that I'm losing money, but I'm basically not making a penny. The market isn't good right now, and I'm planning to develop some new projects, such as high-end watch and jewelry appraisal. This shop is too small and doesn't allow me to work properly, and it's also too remote with low foot traffic. I urgently need to raise some funds to find a new location and open a new shop."

He looked at Song Ya and chuckled, saying, "We're all family here, so I won't hide anything from you, Sister Song. This bag is worth at least 430,000, let alone 450,000. As long as you buy it, it will help your brother recover some of his losses."

"Furthermore, if Sister Song is satisfied, she can also introduce some new clients to her brother within her circle of close friends."

At this point, Lü Yang patted his chest and said, "As for authenticity, Sister Song, you can rest assured. We will compensate three times the price if it's fake. We have all the necessary product certificates and receipts, and we support re-inspection at authorized stores."

Upon hearing this, Song Ya carefully examined Lü Yang, her expression hardening as she looked at the outline of his chest. She lowered her head, glanced at the bag in her hand, and then agreed.

Based on her experience, the color scheme and leather of this bag are definitely authentic. Selling it for 450,000 is a bargain. The fact that the other party sold it to her for 450,000 suggests that they want to use her connection to expand their network of female friends.

However, Song Ya was not averse to this behavior. The other party had principles, ambition, and intelligence; he was a talented person, and it wouldn't hurt to lend a hand.

In fact, when you really calculate it, she's the one who really made a killing!

"OK!"

Song Ya was a straightforward person and immediately made a decision: "I'll take this bag, but there's no need to lower the price. You're losing out too much if it's 430,000. I'll take it for 450,000. I'll also recommend it to my girlfriends when we get together."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang was overjoyed.

"Thank you for your support, Sister Song."

Beside her, Song Ya first looked at the Nile crocodile Birkin with a hint of reluctance, then turned her gaze to Constance 18 next to her.

"I really like this Birkin; I'll keep it for myself. As for my best friend's birthday..."

"This Constance 18 in milkshake white looks quite clean, and the style is nice too. She happens to like this type of bag, so I'll take both. How much will it cost for me?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang was momentarily stunned. He wanted both bags, but he quickly recovered and his smile widened as he flattered her, saying, "Sister Song is so generous. This Constance 18 was originally priced at 160,000 or 170,000, but since you took both, I can't let you down..."

With a wave of his hand, Lü Yang declared with boundless generosity, "I'll round it down to six hundred thousand for both!"

Upon hearing this, Song Ya was first taken aback, then burst into laughter. As she laughed, the graceful curves of her chest rose and fell, revealing the charm of a married woman.

"You have such a silver tongue, your words are getting sweeter and sweeter. Six hundred thousand it is!"

The next moment, Song Ya took out a black gold card from her bag and handed it over. Then, as if remembering something, she took out an exquisite black gift box from her handbag.

"Little brother Lü Yang, you call me 'sister' so sweetly, I can't just take advantage of you like that. Here, consider this a free gift."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang went straight to check the box.

Clive Christian!

To put it another way, Christian, the top niche perfume brand of the Great Devil Empire, claims to be a brand that has luxury etched into its genes.

Even though Lü Yang doesn't know much about perfumes, he's heard of this one. It costs four or five thousand yuan a bottle, and this particular one is probably worth over ten thousand yuan. Its top notes are lime and pink grapefruit, the middle notes are orris root and jasmine, and the base notes are fifty-year-old sandalwood and ambergris.

This perfume, when sprayed on a man, can maximize his hormonal charm.

In fact, Song Ya originally intended to give this perfume to her husband as a gift to ease the tension between them.

However, after visiting the store today, she compared herself to the young, energetic, and shrewd Lu Yang and felt that it was a waste to give such a high-end perfume to a deadbeat who only went out to find fake socialites.

On the contrary, this child is more deserving of the perfume she painstakingly chose.

"Sis, isn't this too expensive? Why don't you keep it for yourself?"

Lu Yang looked at the box and hesitated for a moment.

"It was a gift from a friend. It's men's cologne, so I, as a woman, don't need it."

Song Ya said casually, her gaze sweeping over Lü Yang's broad shoulders, a meaningful smile playing on her lips.

"When I came to the store before, I always felt that it was a bit too plain. There are many female customers here, and women are very sensitive to scents. Spraying a little before meeting a client and spraying some on yourself can increase their positive impression of you. It works quite well."

After the contract was signed, she leaned slightly closer, lowered her voice, and teased him with a hint of an elder's tone.

"By the way, it's good that the young man is energetic and has a lot of firepower, but he should also restrain himself a bit."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang felt a slight flutter in his heart as he smelled the delicate fragrance emanating from the other person and noticed the backless dress swaying slightly with each touch.

When the other person bends over, with just a slight movement, her back will reveal some of her fair skin, making one feel slightly dizzy.

He went along with it, accepting the expensive perfume from the other party, and smiled innocently.

"Thank you for reminding me, Sister Song. I will be careful."

After taking the card, Song Ya observed Lü Yang's reaction, picked up her two bags, and left the store with satisfaction. She was beginning to understand her husband better; Lü Yang, being young and impetuous, was indeed more amusing than her husband when it came to teasing.

Only after Song Ya got into the car did Lü Yang finally breathe a sigh of relief.

He stared at the extra 600,000 in his account, feeling somewhat dazzled.

The cost of the two bags was less than 100,000.

This one deal alone netted me a whopping 500,000!

And, most importantly, Song Ya agreed to help him recommend himself within the socialite circle of wives.

Those in this circle are all major clients.

With this connection, he won't have to worry about jewelry and luxury watches once the store is up and running. Today is absolutely fantastic. Looking at the Clive Christian perfume in his hand, Lü Yang smiled slightly.

"Sister Song is really good at getting along with people!"

"They're even willing to give away something like this!"

He picked up the box, took out the Clive Christian perfume, and examined it closely. The bottle was heavy, with exquisite lines, and the gold cap gleamed with a low-key, luxurious luster under the light.

It truly lives up to its reputation as a top-tier niche fragrance.

Just holding it in your hand gives it an old-money vibe.

Just as Lü Yang was about to take it out and spray it to test it, an electronic voice came to his mind.

【Ding dong! 】

[Tradeable item detected: Clive Christian Men's Cologne; transaction completed.]

[Should we practice making the fake look real?]

Lu Yang: (ー`´ー)

What does this mean? Did Song Ya use a high-quality counterfeit men's perfume to boost her popularity?

He treated her like an older sister, yet he's already courting death!