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

Inside the secondhand shop, by the time Lü Yang finished his work, it was already dark.

Qin Xueling leaned back on the sofa, her slender waist swaying gently. She bent down and took off her thin, sheer black stockings, which were soaked with sweat and clung to her straight, jade-like legs, and casually threw them into the trash can next to her.

After throwing them away, she turned to the side, opened the paper bag she had brought, pushed the two bags in front of Lü Yang, and then took out a lipstick from the bag. Looking in the mirror, she slowly and deliberately began to lightly purse her red lips.

Lu Yang, who had just finished his work, was about to take a break when he saw the other person push the bag over. He immediately took it and looked at it.

Upon discovering two packages inside the paper bag, Lü Yang's eyes lit up, and a satisfied expression appeared on his face.

"Sister Xueling, bring over these two bags!"

Qin Xueling pursed her lipstick, let out a soft hum, then shifted her position, crossing her long, slender, fair legs and leaning back on the sofa. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she glanced at her with a smile, saying, "Before I came, didn't I tell you I had a surprise for you? Isn't this surprise big enough, sister?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang's face lit up with joy. He had thought the other party was treating him as a surprise, but he hadn't expected that the other party would have an unexpected delight!

"Calculate!"

"However, what surprised me the most was Sister Xue Ling herself; I never expected there to be other unexpected delights."

Customers like Qin Xueling bring bags that are either high-quality replicas or genuine products, and they are generally not cheap. One order can earn them more than Wu Jingxuan and others do in a day. Thinking of this, Lü Yang bent down, pinched her delicate chin, and kissed her fair forehead hard.

"You already kissed me, and on the forehead too. Are you disgusted with yourself, or with your sister?"

Seeing this, Qin Xueling scolded him playfully and gently pushed Lü Yang away, but her eyes were full of satisfaction.

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang replied nonchalantly, "As long as Sister Xueling feels my love, what difference does it make where I kiss her?"

After making a joke, Lü Yang picked up the bag on the table and began to look through it seriously.

The first bag was a small pink lambskin bag. As Lü Yang's fingertips brushed across the leather, the system instantly activated its scanning mode in his mind.

【Ding dong! 】

【System scanning...】

[Item: Limited Valentine's Day CF Medium Pink Lambskin Single Flap with Heart-Shaped Rhinestone Chain, 2009–2010 Valentine's Day Heart Charm CF Medium Cherry Blossom Pink!]

[Authentication Result: High-quality counterfeit!]

[Problem Analysis: The bag is in brand new condition overall. Although it uses sheepskin material close to the original, the leather's luster is somewhat lacking. The colorful heart-shaped enamel charm on the chain has a high color saturation. The engraving on the hardware lacks the solid feel of the authentic product. The font and craftsmanship of the serial number inside are clearly inconsistent with the batch standards of that year.]

[Secondhand market value: ¥4,000!]

Looking at the bag, Lü Yang was initially stunned. He didn't recognize it for a moment, but after glancing at the screen, he realized it was an old bag from 2009. Back then, it sold for 30,000 yuan in the store, and now it's a discontinued model. Basically, if it's an authentic one, even the best condition one would be 95% new. The highest price could reach 500,000 yuan, and the lowest would be 400,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang glanced at the flamboyant chain and couldn't help but ask curiously, "Sister Xue Ling, why did you buy this bag? It's a style from fifteen years ago. When it was released, it cost 30,000 yuan in the department store. Now you can hardly find it on the second-hand market."

Upon hearing this, Qin Xueling immediately became furious. She put down the makeup mirror in her hand, rolled her eyes at Lü Yang, and then revealed a resentful look: "Don't mention it. Back then, it was a ruthless merchant who ruined me. That damn personal shopper told me that this was a limited edition bag, and no one would recognize it as a high-quality replica. But on the second-hand market, a real bag can sell for four or five hundred thousand. I thought that five thousand yuan wasn't a bad deal."

"But after buying it, I immediately regretted it. It's a Valentine's Day design, and I'm not a real socialite. If I carry this bag, which rich guy will I be able to hook up with?"

Lü Yang nodded in agreement. If someone knew the owner of the bag, they would immediately know that it was already taken, making it essentially a waste of money. However, he still said, "But even if I don't need it when I go out, I can still show it off when I'm having afternoon tea with my best friends!"

"No!"

"I can't carry it out either."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang asked with some curiosity.

"There's something wrong with it. It looks like a high-quality fake to me. Most people wouldn't be able to tell the difference."

Qin Xueling rolled her eyes at him, poked the bag with her slender white finger, and then gritted her teeth and said, "You're in this line of work, and you can't even figure this out? This bag is almost twenty years old. Even if an authentic one is well-preserved, it's never brand new. This bag looks brand new, like it just rolled off the assembly line. My group of sisters are all shrewd; anyone who recognizes this bag can tell it's a high-quality fake."

Even if he doesn't say it, he'll laugh at me to death behind my back. What a cunning and shrewd businessman!

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang also fell into deep thought.

Yup!

The best condition this bag is in on the market is only around 95% new. If you were to make a fake that looks brand new, who would believe it's authentic?

After the renovation, do I have to manually rub it on the ground a couple of times to make it look old?

Lu Yang had a headache, but then he thought it didn't matter. After all, once he had mastered the art of making the fake one real, it would not only have a complete set of birth certificates, but also anti-counterfeiting details. Even if the brand came, it would still be the genuine product!

However, thinking about this, Lü Yang had a new problem.

This bag is simply discontinued. If there are genuine bags that have never been produced, but high-quality replicas have been made and made to look authentic, and if there is a record of an early sale in the brand's inventory, it remains unchanged and is still a high-quality replica.

After thinking for a moment, Lü Yang put down the powder packet and picked up the next one.

This bag is quite normal, a medium-sized Chanel Classic Flap, black and gold, made of caviar leather.

After reviewing the data, Lü Yang used the system to scan again.

【Ding dong! 】

【System scanning...】

[Item: Chanel Classic Flap, medium size, black and gold, caviar leather!]

[Authentication Result: Authentic!]

[Problem Analysis: The bag shows obvious signs of wear and tear, with severe tearing and fading at the four corners. The caviar leather on the front has deep scratches, and there are cosmetic stains inside. The metal parts of the chain show obvious oxidation, fading, and dents.]

[Boutique price: ¥100,000 (excluding accessories)]

[Secondhand market value: ¥44,000!]

This bag, normally, can fetch up to 75,000 yuan on the secondhand market. After refurbishment, it can be worth at least 70,000 yuan.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang touched the worn leather surface and began to calculate. This genuine bag was severely damaged and was only worth 44,000 yuan. However, once the high-quality replica of the Valentine's Day pink bag was perfected, he could easily make a profit of around 400,000 yuan by reselling it!

Furthermore, he doesn't need to wait to sell this one; he has a major client who urgently needs a nice gift.

Zhou Yu!

After thinking for a while, Lü Yang raised his head, looked at Qin Xueling who was sitting idly to the side, waved his hand, and spoke in a grand manner.

"Sister Xueling, how about this? I'll pay 10,000 for this high-quality replica bag, and 50,000 for this damaged black and gold bag, making it 60,000 in total. Is that alright?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xueling, who was playing with her hair, suddenly stopped, her beautiful eyes widening slightly as she stared at Lü Yang in disbelief.

"One for ten thousand, the other for fifty thousand?"

Qin Xueling's red lips parted slightly, looking somewhat incredulous.

"Not enough?"

Lu Yang leaned back on the sofa, a smile playing on his lips.

"That's definitely not it..."

Qin Xueling snapped out of her daze, her voice instantly becoming sweet and alluring. She gave him a charming glare before slowly saying, "I never expected you to offer 60,000. I absolutely adore you, my precious little brother..."

As she spoke, she stood up abruptly, swaying her voluptuous and alluring figure, walked to the door, and slammed the curtains shut.

After drawing the curtains, Qin Xueling walked back to the sofa with cat-like steps, placed her hands on Lü Yang's shoulders, and gently pushed him back against the backrest. Her beautiful body, exuding the aura of a mature woman, straddled Lü Yang's lap.

"No!"

Qin Xueling leaned down and whispered in Lü Yang's ear, her breath carrying a captivating rose fragrance.

"I feel really bad for you, sister. I have to make it up to you."