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

Inside the secondhand shop, under the watchful eyes of Lü Yang, who seemed to see through everything, Gao Bin's facade of strength crumbled. His shoulders slumped, and he collapsed like a deflated balloon.

"one……"

"Ten thousand yuan!"

With a sob in his voice, Gao Bin reluctantly revealed the truth.

"Buying this thing for ten thousand? Are you out of your mind? This thing is worth at most six or seven thousand."

Lü Yang laughed in exasperation, somewhat speechless.

"I don't know either!"

Gao Bin completely broke down, his face filled with grief and indignation, as he poured out his grievances: "I heard from my buddies in the circle that there's a trick going on now. As long as you buy a high-quality fake bag and give it to a fake socialite, you can have a one-night stand, and even get freebies for a while!"

"Who knew the version would be outdated? Who knew that today's fake socialites are as shrewd as monkeys?"

Gao Bin covered his face, feeling somewhat aggrieved: "Last night, as soon as I took out my bag, she touched it a couple of times and recognized it as fake. Not only did she refuse to go to a hotel, she also slapped me and cursed me, saying that a loser like me shouldn't even think about picking up girls, and that I should just look in the mirror and have sex with myself. She's not human. I used to take her out for barbecue every day, and she dared to humiliate me like this."

"Pfft!"

Lu Yang couldn't help but almost spit out the tea he had just drunk.

Good grief, using a high-quality counterfeit bag to fool a fake socialite?

This is too surreal. This fake socialite hangs out in this circle every day and has come into contact with more high-quality counterfeit bags than most people have eaten rice. And this isn't even a high-quality counterfeit bag; it's a defective one. If you try to show off your skills in front of Guan Yu with a defective one, you're bound to get beaten up!

"She's hooking up with a rich guy, earning 100,000 a week is nothing. Giving her a slap is already a favor; she should be content!"

Seeing that Lü Yang hadn't chased him away, Gao Bin grabbed the edge of the counter and pleaded pitifully.

"Boss!"

"Brother, I'll call you Dad, please. We're all the same age, and life isn't easy for anyone. Please buy this bag."

Gao Bin knelt down instantly and said, "There's no use for this bag. Not only did I fail, but it's also stuck with me. Some other secondhand shops are only offering 1,000 yuan, and some are even not going to sell it at all. I just want to sell it to get my money back."

"Besides, this 10,000 yuan was bought with my parents' retirement savings. If they found out, they would scold me to death. Please, let me at least get my money back."

Using his parents' retirement savings to pretend to be a rich young man and pick up girls?

With children like this, I just hope the parents can get out of the shadow of their original family as soon as possible!

Upon hearing this, a hint of contempt appeared in Lü Yang's eyes. This kind of person was either stupid or evil. If it was real, then he was stupid; if it was fake, then he was evil. He didn't even have any sympathy for this kind of person. He casually glanced at the counterfeit bag and held up one finger.

"Fifteen thousand, take it or leave it!"

"One thousand and five?"

"Dad, this is too cruel. I spent ten thousand to buy it, and now the price is going up by another thousand. Please, my parents have it tough too."

Gao Bin was as if he had lost his parents.

Lu Yang sneered, suppressing his elation, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke.

"Alright, considering how hard the old couple has worked, I'll give them another seven hundred, not a penny more."

Lu Yang slammed his fist on the table, his voice icy. "Don't feel like you're getting a bad deal. When this lousy bag first came out of the factory, it probably wasn't even worth three thousand yuan. If I didn't happen to have a newbie, penniless fake socialite in my hands who needed to buy something cheap to save face, I wouldn't even give this junk a second glance. Before I change my mind, hurry up and sell it or not?"

"Sell!"

Gao Bin dared not argue back. He was determined to salvage at least two thousand, so he nodded vigorously and asked.

"Dad, could you introduce this new girl who's just started out?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang laughed in anger. He didn't know any newcomers; it was just an excuse. He clearly showed his disdain on his face.

"If you don't know her, go find her yourself. She's new to the business, not a newbie. She wants a fake bag, and I'm selling it as a fake, not giving it away as a gift. Even if you're seven parts thinking of yourself, you should at least have three parts conscience. If I didn't want to lend a hand, I wouldn't even glance at this lousy bag. Do you think you can harm someone else?"

"Sign or not. If you don't sign, get out."

Upon hearing this, Gao Bin immediately signed his name on the second-hand transaction contract.

"Ding-dong!"

"Alipay payment received, 2200 yuan."

"Get lost. Don't come back before I regret it. I won't show any mercy a second time."

Upon hearing the notification that the payment had been received, Gao Bin scrambled out of the store, his back view showing utter disarray.

Watching the other person leave, Lü Yang snorted coldly and casually tossed the other person's Lindy bag onto the table.

He did not actually practice the fake technique.

In this line of work, caution is the best policy.

People with brainstem deficiency act on impulse. If the other party feels they've lost out after leaving and plans to come back at noon to cause trouble and demand a refund, it's like a surprise return. Lü Yang will still have to argue.

Furthermore, even if the other party wants to take it back, they'll have to sell it back. Lu Yang's offer is the most cost-effective; no one will offer more.

It seems the other party has already been there, which is why they didn't dare to retaliate no matter how much Lü Yang insulted them. Now that the bag has been turned into an authentic product, when Gao Bin comes back and sees it as a genuine Hermes, wouldn't he be able to extort money from him on the spot? Anyway, it's in his hands, so there's no rush.

"Baby, wait a minute. It'll be completely safe tonight before we wash it and turn it into a genuine 150,000 yuan item."

Lu Yang patted the bag, turned around and went to brew his Longjing tea. Today was a great start. This bag could sell for around 50,000 to 72,000 yuan on the second-hand market. Even after deducting the cost of 2,000 yuan, he could still make a 20-fold profit.

Comfortable!

Just as Lü Yang was planning to bless the counterfeit bags that evening, a soft knock came from outside the shop door.

"knock!"

The woman who entered through the door was Song Ya, the elegant young woman who had just visited yesterday. Today, she was wearing a simple Chanel early autumn trench coat, and her temperament remained gentle, but there seemed to be a layer of sorrow between her brows.

"Sister Song, you're here so early in the morning to patronize your brother's business?"

Lu Yang's eyes lit up. Unlike when he met Gao Bin, he smiled and went straight to greet him.

After Song Ya walked in, she glanced at the door and asked curiously, "Boss Lü, the young man who ran out just now looked ashen-faced, like a wilted eggplant."

"Did they have a fight?"

"Please sit down."

Lu Yang went up first, helped Song Ya sit down, and brewed her a cup of fine pre-Qingming Longjing tea. Then he smiled and shook his head to explain.

"It wasn't a serious argument, I just ran into a weirdo who made me laugh out loud, and I yelled at him until he left."

Lu Yang briefly recounted Gao Bin's story as a joke: "This guy took his parents' 10,000 yuan pension and went to buy a obviously fake Hermes bag, hoping to trick some fake socialite. In the end, not only did he fail to trick her, but he was also seen through at a glance and slapped on the spot. He was left with the bag. Other stores offered him 1,000 yuan, or nothing at all, but seeing that I was young, he came to me crying and begging for help."

"I felt sorry for his parents, so I reluctantly offered them two thousand yuan, which was double the amount, but they still complained that it wasn't enough and weren't happy about it."

"I asked him if he wanted to sign, because I didn't want to sell it to someone else, and only then did he sign and leave."

Upon hearing this outrageous story, Song Ya was first taken aback, then couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle. Her momentary charm was truly mature and captivating.

To be honest, Lü Yang is completely powerless against the charm of older women. In fact, as long as someone is attractive, his lower body will take over his brain. As for mature older women, they are the most lethal.

"Boss Lü, you're not very old, but you have the heart of a bodhisattva."

Song Ya made a joke before warning, "However, if you're doing this kind of charity every day in the secondhand luxury goods business, your shop won't last long. Actually, every business has to be a little ruthless if it wants to grow big and strong."

Lu Yang shrugged, somewhat helplessly, and said, "This is the only time. I'm only helping out because of the old man's hard-earned money. If he dares to bring counterfeit goods to disgust me again, I'll beat him out with a broom."

Upon hearing this, Song Ya couldn't help but show a hint of admiration and goodwill in her eyes as she looked at Lü Yang.

In a world rife with materialism, it is truly rare to find young people who still retain a moral compass.

She picked up her teacup, took a sip, and sighed softly, "His parents really had it tough, getting a kid like this. But then again, it's actually a good thing he got slapped. If he had really hooked up with a fake socialite with that fake bag, that would have been the beginning of a nightmare."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang paused slightly, but only offered a brief agreement without rushing to reply. He understood all too well the psychology of genuine wealthy women like Song Ya. In the circle of socialites, the most hated people were fake socialites who pretended to be rich by pooling their money.

These women don't just try to marry into wealthy families; most of them actually target older, married businessmen, taking advantage of their youth and beauty to swindle money from older men. Once a fake socialite gets involved, the relationship will almost always break down, and the family will be in chaos.

but!

On the other hand, Lu Yang isn't a wealthy lady; they're all clients. It's inappropriate for him to side with either of them, so he can only go along with it. Besides, to put it another way, he's a close friend of the fake socialite Leng Yuqing, and he also has a somewhat ambiguous relationship with Chen Yao.

Lu Yang is a man of principle. When it comes to customers, whoever helps him clear out his inventory is the better one.

Although Song Ya has the charm of a young married woman, Lü Yang will not change his principles!