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

Upon seeing Wu Jing arrive, Lü Yang was overjoyed. If she came knocking at this time, she must be unable to hold on any longer and was planning to hand over the counterfeit bags she had sold earlier. To Lü Yang, she was practically a cash cow delivered to his doorstep!

Lu Yang immediately turned back, pushed the glass door open again, and said with a smile, "Oh, it's Sister Wu Jing! Come in and have a seat!"

After pushing open the door, Lü Yang gentlemanly invited Wu Jing inside. The latter's long, smooth, black hair fell over her shoulders, making her pretty face even more delicate. She wore a tight-fitting black sleeveless short top, the elastic fabric outlining her full and rounded bust. A section of her fair and delicate waist was exposed without any cover. Due to the short design, her waist and abdomen lines were incredibly tight, and a dimple could be faintly seen.

As for her lower body, she wore a light gray pleated bodycon mini skirt that clung tightly to her hips, not only making her pert and rounded buttocks look stunning, but also her long legs wrapped in matte black stockings, which were dazzling. She walked into the store in black stilettos, and with each step she swayed her waist, she exuded an unconscious charm.

"Mr. Lü, I'm sorry I'm only arriving now. I hope I didn't disturb your lunch break?"

After Wu Jing sat down, she raised her hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile slightly forced.

"No way, Sister Wu Jing is joking. I'm in business, and when customers come to my door, I don't get a break."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang poured her a cup of cool tea before smiling and speaking.

Wu Jing took a sip of her drink before speaking somewhat hesitantly, "Brother Lü Yang, after thinking about it, I've decided to sell the counterfeit bag again. However, the five thousand yuan you offered is really too low. Could you please offer a higher price for my sake?"

Lu Yang had expected this, but a hint of difficulty appeared on his face: "This..."

"Sister Wu Jing, you're practically an insider in this industry, so you know what's going on with these bags. This isn't even a high-quality replica; it's not even a fake. I brought it back for five thousand yuan, but it's just for show. If you went to other stores, I doubt anyone would dare to open it for three thousand."

"Even I only offered five thousand because I had done one transaction with him and he was considered a regular client."

Upon hearing this, Wu Jing's eyes also showed a hint of disappointment. She had also asked at other stores, including some second-hand luxury stores, but she didn't even bother to buy anything and directly asked to go to the next store. After thinking it over, Lu Yang's place was indeed the most affordable.

Thinking of this, Wu Jing moved closer, and a rich and alluring fragrance wafted into Lü Yang's nose.

"By the way, Lu Yang, I've done my research. The Mini Kelly II I bought before, at 240,000, was actually on the expensive side, at least 10,000 or 20,000 more. You made quite a profit, so it's not unreasonable for you to share some of your hard work with your sister, is it?"

Lu Yang frowned at first, then looked wary and said, "Sister Wu Jing, I won't lie to you, it is indeed about ten or twenty thousand more expensive, but I earn my money through hard work. If you team up with him, what if I just bought this bag and then find an excuse to return the real one? I'd be at a huge loss! These bags are all payments for goods, and I still have to pay rent and bank loans in a week. It's really not that much more!"

"Brother Lü Yang, please, please help your sister..."

Seeing this, Wu Jing immediately used her trump card. She stretched out her soft, boneless hand and gently shook Lü Yang's arm, saying in a pitiful tone, "I've been having a really tough time lately. After I broke up with Cheng Jia, he went directly to complain to that Cheng guy. Although I wasn't fired, I was suspended and only receive my base salary each month. He said that after two months, he would transfer me to another company to retire."

Hearing this, Lü Yang looked at her with some surprise and said, "It can't be that bad, sis. Aren't you married? If it really doesn't work out, just go home!"

When her husband was mentioned, Wu Jing's face showed a hint of embarrassment and a touch of annoyance.

"Don't even mention him. He earns less than me, so I can't count on him at all. Besides, I've always managed his salary card, and I've already spent it all. I even secretly bought silver and stocks behind his back, and in the end, I not only lost all my money but also ended up with a mountain of debt."

At first, Wu Jing had her own salary, her husband's salary card, and the Cheng family father and son in between, so she spent money lavishly. But overnight, her finances deteriorated, and she started to struggle financially. She wanted to become a female Buffett to save herself, but in the end, she suffered an even worse fall.

Not only did they fail to make money, they lost it all and ended up with a mountain of debt.

Lu Yang was speechless for a moment, feeling that these types of customers all had something in common: on the one hand, the money came too quickly, so they didn't take it seriously at all; on the other hand, they felt that they could keep making money indefinitely.

If something goes wrong, it will lead to bankruptcy!

Furthermore, when he first entered the industry, Lü Yang thought that fake socialites were vain. Now, he sees that fake socialites are at least trained. They are not only self-reliant but also have principles. Whether it is serving others or cooking skills, they are top-notch.

Marrying this kind of person would be the beginning of a catastrophe.

"Thank goodness..."

"I'm single!"

Thinking of this, Lü Yang pretended to be helpless and said, "Alright, I'll give you another two thousand for the sake of Sister Wu Jing's difficult life. Seven thousand is really the limit. Any higher and I'll be losing money myself. You think it's too cheap, and I think it's too expensive!"

Actually, spending 10,000 wouldn't be a big deal for Lü Yang. After all, once the fake bag becomes real, it's worth around 200,000. The main problem is that Wu Jing's bag is too fake. If he didn't have a system that allows him to make fake bags real, he would have thrown it away long ago. How much do you expect him to spend on a bag of this quality?

Seeing that Lü Yang had relented, Wu Jing's beautiful eyes flashed with joy. She then sat down next to Lü Yang, her full breasts brushing against his arm, her voice becoming increasingly seductive.

"Brother Lü Yang, let's go all the way and give your sister a round number, how about ten thousand yuan?"

"This 10,000 yuan is a lifesaver for me!"

She spoke coquettishly, her jade-like legs, encased in black stockings, gently hooking Lü Yang's ankle, her eyes carrying a hint of inexplicable meaning.

Looking at the beautiful young woman in front of him, especially her exquisite curves wrapped in black stockings, it would be hypocritical for Lü Yang to say he didn't want to interact with her. She had already given him an excuse, so he might as well give her a hand. After all, he had made quite a bit of money from this deal!

After thinking for a moment, Lü Yang agreed: "Alright, it seems Sister Wu Jing is really in trouble. However, I need to inspect the goods first to see how much the bag is actually worth."

Wu Jing smiled and said, "I guarantee it's great value for money, but we need to hurry, I have to go back and deal with my suspension."

"I'm the fastest in all of Shanghai. If running a secondhand store hadn't affected me, would Bolt have wanted to be number one in the world?"

Lu Yang got up and stepped forward, casually locking the shop door with a click and pulling down the blackout curtain.

In an instant, the room went dark. Lü Yang made up his mind to teach this wicked woman a lesson for his comrade whom he had never met.