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

After Lü Yang sent the message, Li Mengyao also sent a voice message with a coquettish tone: "I'll be free this afternoon. My sister and Lingyun don't have any work these past two days. After lunch, I'll go over and check out the bags!"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang couldn't help but show excitement. He chatted with Li Mengyao for a while before ending the conversation, a hint of anticipation flashing in his eyes.

Not only was Li Mengyao free, but Guan Lingyun was also free. Once these two hot supermodel sisters arrived together, he would be able to make a large sum of cash flow. Thinking of this, Lu Yang checked the time and was considering whether to leave work early to receive the two beautiful supermodels in the afternoon when he heard footsteps at the door again!

It wasn't high heels, so it seems to be a male customer.

As the customer entered, Lü Yang sized him up. The man who walked in was a young man around twenty-four or twenty-five years old. Although he couldn't be considered a big star, he was still quite handsome, with well-defined features, sharp eyebrows, and bright eyes. Moreover, through his fitted shirt, there wasn't an ounce of excess fat on him, suggesting that he worked out regularly.

However, the man's complexion was truly indescribable; his eyes were dark and his lips were pale, and he seemed to have a sense of unsteadiness, as if his legs were floating.

"What's your surname, sir? Are you looking to buy a bag, or are you choosing one for your girlfriend?"

Lu Yang stood up and greeted him politely.

Upon hearing this, the man walked to the counter and said in a somewhat weak voice, "My surname is Tan, Tan Ming. I'm here to help with the problem."

The next moment, Tan Ming placed the bag in his hand on the counter and took out two dust bags.

Lu Yang put on white gloves, opened the dust bag, and took a closer look, which made him gasp.

Two more large Buddha statues!

These days, he doesn't lack bags, but he has a huge pile of bags that he can't sell. He also wants to open a new store, but with his current cash flow, he's under a lot of pressure.

First bag: Hermès Constance 29, Epsom leather!

The second bag: Hermès Mini Lindy, made of Ostrich ostrich leather.

Each bag is a high-end luxury item that costs at least 100,000 yuan!

Lu Yang frowned and carefully examined the condition of the two bags. He felt a bit of a headache. He didn't use these bags often, and at a glance, they were at least 90% new. However, Lu Yang's way of making money was by refurbishing and turning fakes into real ones. When he encountered bags in such good condition, or even close to brand new, he wouldn't make much money and might even lose some.

After thinking for a moment, Lü Yang casually probed, "Hey bro, these two bags of yours are in pretty good condition. Your girlfriend probably doesn't carry them often, right?"

Upon hearing this, Tan Ming's expression stiffened, his eyes darted around for a moment, and then he replied.

"Well……"

"These are my own. My girlfriend gave them to me for my birthday. She has a lot of bags, but she doesn't use these two often, so she just gave them to me. But I don't need them, so I'm just getting rid of them."

Lu Yang was completely bewildered. If she really wanted to give something, she should have given him a watch or a bag. Why wait for him to sell the bag? But then, looking at Tan Ming's weak body, Lu Yang's face lit up with a realization. It was a rich woman's gift of compensation for the loss of her youth!

Just as Lü Yang had guessed, Tan Ming was a male escort at a club in Shanghai, specializing in serving lonely, wealthy women.

Lately, he felt that his two kidneys were really about to give out. Every morning he woke up with backaches and pains, and even his urination was becoming increasingly painful. After much agonizing thought, he decided to quit his life of crime and, while he still had some good looks, find an honest woman to marry. If that didn't work out, he could sell all the bags that rich women had given him and use the start-up capital to start a business.

While he was pondering, Lü Yang didn't waste any words with him. He directly activated the system in his mind, intending to use the system to scan for some problems that were invisible to the naked eye. If he could find them, he would buy it; if he couldn't find them, he would pressure the other party to find another store.

However, when the system scan results came out, Lü Yang couldn't help but have a strange expression.

【Ding dong! 】

【System scanning...】

[Target Item 1: Hermès Constance 29, Epsom leather!]

[Authentication Result: High-quality counterfeit!]

[Problem Analysis: The stitching angle deviates slightly from the genuine product; the H-shaped hardware is of incorrect weight; there are electroplating water ripple patterns; and the edge coating is too thick.]

[Secondhand market value: ¥12,500!]

[Target Item Two: Hermès Mini Lindy, Ostrich leather!]

[Authentication Result: High-quality counterfeit!]

[Problem Analysis: The pores of the ostrich leather appear mechanically embossed, lacking the raised texture of genuine ostrich leather. The leather emits a slight glue smell, and the zipper lacks the authentic Riri stamp.]

[Secondhand market value: ¥12,500!]

After reading it, Lü Yang immediately took off his white gloves and looked at Tan Ming with a sympathetic gaze.

"Brother..."

Lu Yang said helplessly, "Go back and double-check. Both of these bags are high-quality fakes!"

Upon hearing this, Tan Ming's eyes widened instantly, and he said in disbelief, "Impossible, absolutely impossible. She drives a Porsche Panamera and lives in a luxury mansion in Tomson Riviera, yet she gave me a counterfeit bag."

"Boss, are you trying to scam me because you think I don't know anything about this?"

"Even if she lived in the Heavenly Palace, it wouldn't stop her from giving away high-quality counterfeit bags. Whether she gives a real bag or a fake depends mainly on the recipient's character."

Beside him, Lü Yang shook his head helplessly, turned the bag over, and pointed out the problems: "Brother, look for yourself. First of all, the beveling and polishing of the H buckle edge is completely wrong, and the weight is also too light. And this ostrich leather Lindy, the authentic one has naturally raised pores, but yours looks like it was machine-pressed, and it even smells like glue."

Lu Yang paused for a moment before speaking earnestly, "Brother, if you really don't believe me, go outside, turn left, take a taxi, and go to the Hermes boutique to ask. Don't go straight for authentication; just say you need them cleaned and cared for normally. If the boutique accepts these two bags, I, Lu Yang, will eat them all on the spot!"

Seeing this, and knowing that Lü Yang even dared to use the official store's authentication as a guarantee, Tan Mingqiang's carefully maintained confidence crumbled in an instant.

After figuring it out, Tan Ming's expression changed again, turning from pale to a deep liver color in an instant. He clenched his fists tightly and trembled with anger.

"I worked so hard, getting up early and working late for two or three months, trying every possible way to please her, even having to take blue pills to get by. I was counting on these three or four bags to get myself out of trouble, and now my back is almost broken, and she's trying to fool me with a bunch of high-quality fakes?"

"You beast!"