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

After figuring it out, Lü Yang immediately forwarded the message to Leng Yuqing and Chen Yao: "Two top-quality items just arrived, brand new condition from the department store. Ask around in our group chat. If they sell, I'll give you a big red envelope as a tea fee."

After sending the message, Chen Yao replied instantly.

Chen Yao let out a cracking sound and directly called over with a voice message: "The black and gold Hermès Birkin 30, this is a really good thing. The leather, the luster, I can smell the fragrance of Hermès even through the screen."

Before Lü Yang could even type, Chen Yao's voice call popped up.

As soon as the call connected, Chen Yao's voice came through, trembling with excitement: "Lu Yang, I've got my eye on this Hermes bag, keep it for me!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang moved his phone away, picked at his ear, and teased, "You've got your eye on it, Miss Chen? This is a brand new Birkin 30, a top-of-the-line item that costs at least 100,000 yuan. You're so poor you're eating dirt, don't let a bag make you so broke you have to drink cold water, it's not worth it!"

"Pah, you should just go to hell. Stop looking down on me. There are fewer big spenders now, but that doesn't mean we can't afford it. I've made over ten thousand in the livestreaming circle these past two days, plus some savings. I'll sell everything I own to get it!"

Chen Yao spat and said through gritted teeth, "Give me three days, I'll go raise the money!"

"Okay, for the sake of our friendship, I'll keep it for three days. If the money isn't paid in time, I'll just give it to someone else. Also, please help me promote this bag."

Lu Yang smiled and agreed. Anyway, the contract was in his hands, so it was pure profit. It didn't matter who he sold it to. He had no burden at all about making money off Chen Yao.

"Good bro, that's a true friend!"

Chen Yao was overjoyed and added confidently, "As for the Chanel CF, I'll post it in the group right now. A bag in this condition is practically brand new. Little Caramel will absolutely scramble to get it. You can rest assured and wait for the red envelopes you'll receive!"

After hanging up the phone, Lü Yang picked up the Longjing tea on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

Effortlessly, the sales of both bags were secured, and a large sum of cash is about to be deposited into the account.

It was absolutely awesome!

Although Lü Yang had bags in his possession, he couldn't sell them, which constituted debt. He needed to sell them to receive payment.

Even if you were to trade with Leng Yuqing, a high-quality replica bag would only cost a little over ten thousand yuan. For someone like Gao Bin, it would only cost two or three thousand yuan, which is basically no problem at all.

However, each of these genuine bags costs around 60,000 to 70,000 yuan, and if they can't be sold, it will result in debt.

After Chen Yao finished making the call, Leng Yuqing's reply came late, her voice carrying a lazy air of someone who had just woken up.

Leng Yuqing: "I saw the pictures, little brother Lü Yang. The condition of these two bags is simply amazing. Look at the texture of the leather, it's practically indistinguishable from the ones just taken out of the boutique. They must be expensive, right? How much are they? Sister, please help me promote them."

Lü Yang: "Which one are you asking about? A medium-sized Chanel CF, black and gold calfskin, brand new condition, would cost at least 70,000 RMB at the boutique, and you'd even have to wait for it to arrive. But here, it's only 50,000 to 60,000 RMB. As for the Hermes Birkin 30…"

After a pause, Lü Yang typed: "[This is a real bargain. With the department store's allocation, it'd cost two or three hundred thousand to get it. If a friend buys it, I can give you a discount, around one hundred thousand. But Chen Yao pre-ordered it, so we'll have to wait three days.]"

Leng Yuqing was shocked and said in disbelief, "Ten thousand yuan, for charity? Chen Yao might not even have as much as I do. Sell me this bag, little brother Lü Yang!"

For a moment, Leng Yuqing was also tempted. A platinum bag of this quality would cost at least 110,000 to 120,000 yuan even on the second-hand market, but the other party was selling it for around 100,000 yuan, which was 10,000 to 20,000 yuan cheaper. Chen Yao and Lü Yang must have a special relationship, otherwise they wouldn't be so foolish as to sell it at a loss. The other party must have something wrong with them to be selling it at such a loss.

Thinking of this, Leng Yuqing immediately sent a voice message: "Wait, I'll be right there to see these two bags with my own eyes."

Less than half an hour later, a bright red Porsche 911 Carrera S pulled up in front of the store.

The car door opened, and Leng Yuqing stepped out. Today, she was wearing a black halter-neck backless short dress, her perfect shoulder blades dazzlingly white in the sunlight, and on her feet were a pair of black patent leather high heels with red soles. With each step, the sound of her high heels was incredibly melodious.

"Brother Lü Yang, where are these two bags?"

As soon as Leng Yuqing entered the room, a strong perfume scent wafted over.

Lu Yang stood up to greet her, his gaze sweeping over her pair of shapely, long legs encased in black stockings, and teased, "Sister Leng, yesterday you were so poor you couldn't pay your rent and had to bring a high-quality replica bag to save your life."

"Only one day has passed, and she already wants to buy a bag. Has she found a rich guy?"

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuqing rolled her eyes elegantly, sat down directly, crossed her legs, and the tips of her red-soled shoes swayed slightly in mid-air.

"I sold counterfeit bags because of a shady dealer who ran a secondhand shop before me!"

She gritted her teeth and said, "I had a designer bag before. After I sold it, I wanted to buy it back, but I was ripped off for 5,000 yuan. I couldn't bear to sell the real thing, so I thought I'd try selling a replica. The rent is 20,000 to 30,000 yuan a month, and I also have car loans and credit cards. If any of them go bankrupt, it will be fatal. But after selling the replica bag, I finally caught my breath. When I saw that there were some great items here, I thought I'd sell my old one and get a new one."

"Yaoyao has her eye on the Hermès bag, so I won't argue with her. Consider it a favor she owes me, and I'll get a different bag instead."

The next moment, she pulled a medium-sized Chanel Leboy bag from her bosom.

In the secondhand market, this bag in this condition would only be worth around 53,000 yuan, or even less. Even if Lü Yang refurbished it and tried to sell it as a bare bag from the official store, he wouldn't make much profit, only around 10,000 yuan. Thinking of this, he decided to hold off on buying it.

Lu Yang put on gloves and examined the bag for a while before saying with some difficulty, "Sister Leng, this bag is a bit outdated and has depreciated a lot. I can offer 51,000 yuan. If I offer any more, I'll only make a meager profit and I'll have to pay extra if I resell it."

"Fifty-one thousand?"

Leng Yuqing's delicate body trembled, then she revealed a charming smile, got up and walked around the counter, sitting softly on Lü Yang's lap.

Once you've experienced it, you'll get used to it. After learning about Lü Yang's personality, she directly grabbed Lü Yang's arm and said in a sweet voice, "Please, Lü Yang, just add another three or four thousand. I'll agree to whatever the conditions are. Last time, I didn't use some of my tricks, and I want to try them again."

Tempting him with her mouth, Leng Yuqing's soft, boneless right hand covered his chest, her slender fingertips swirling around his chest.

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang showed a hint of struggle on his face, appearing genuinely troubled, but inwardly he felt disdain. They really thought he was being taken advantage of. Before the system, he would have considered 51,000 a lot, but now that he had the system, he could grant their request.

"Sister Leng, your conditions don't seem quite sincere enough!"

After a two-second pause, feeling the warm, fragrant scent emanating from his arms, Lü Yang declined.

Upon hearing this, Leng Yuqing looked at Lü Yang's strange behavior with disdain. What a hypocritical man! She immediately unleashed her ultimate weapon.

"After I get back, I'll introduce some of my socialite friends over. Is that alright?"

"make a deal!"

"Get ready, let's go through the procedures!"

A glint flashed in Lü Yang's eyes. He patted Leng Yuqing's buttocks, and she immediately understood, twisting her waist and locking the door.

"..."

After a while, Leng Yuqing looked in the mirror, started to touch up her lipstick, and took out her Chanel Le Boy medium bag.

"Should we keep the bag and redeem it later?"

Lu Yang straightened his collar and asked.

"No, I really intend to sell it. Buying it back would mean going through the whole process again, and I can't handle that."

When Leng Yuqing remembered this, she gasped in shock. It had to be a young person; their stamina was simply inexhaustible.

"I'm leaving now, little brother Lü Yang. Give me a call if you miss me!"

"must!"

Watching the other person sway their shapely hips, get into a Porsche 911 Carrera S, and drive away, Lü Yang shook his head.

He may look glamorous, but it's all tied up in loans. Fake socialites may appear successful, but once their financial chain breaks, they too will go bankrupt and have a hard time making ends meet.

However, upon seeing the Leboy on the table, Lü Yang's expression brightened, and he had a sudden thought.

"Practice makes perfect!"

A flash of white light, and this old bag, worth 53,000, instantly transformed into a brand new, top-quality item worth around 70,000, just like it came from a boutique!

With each transaction, not only was the inventory cleared out, but after refurbishing the old bag, another ten or twenty thousand yuan was earned.

Thinking of this, Lü Yang casually sent a message to Chen Yao: "Thank you for your hard work, Yao-jie. My Chanel CF has been sold. Leng Yuqing bought it."

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao first sent a series of question marks before sending a voice message asking, "She bought it? She's so poor she has to sell counterfeit bags, where did she get the money? She didn't buy my Hermes, did she?"

"Never mind, I'll go ask myself."