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

After a while, Lu Yang, a master of judging quality for twenty years, personally examined the clothes and confirmed that the person who sold them to Guan Lingyun was not a dishonest merchant. The clothes had an excellent feel and were made of superior material. The only drawback was that Guan Lingyun was wearing high heels, so the material could only be identified by the light shining from the sofa or cabinet.

Beside her, Guan Lingyun lightly sipped a freshly picked cherry, still glistening with dew, and finished the last sip of her chilled milkshake before hugging Lü Yang's neck and saying, "Boss Lü, are you satisfied with my methods?"

"I'm so satisfied! Sister Lingyun truly lives up to her title as the goddess of anime conventions; everything she does is top-notch, especially her costumes and props—they're absolutely flawless!"

Lu Yang said with satisfaction that he had made back his 20,000 yuan investment; it was definitely worth it!

Seeing the satisfied look on Lü Yang's face, Guan Lingyun scolded, "I kindly invited you to stay, but you've covered my clothes in dust. I had them custom-made for four thousand yuan. If the dust can't be washed off, they'll have to order another set, and it will take a month to get it."

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang was already quite adept at handling such questions, but what kind of young man would he be if he wasn't full of youthful vigor?

You can't blame him for that!

Thinking of this, Lü Yang immediately pinched Guan Lingyun's delicate and smooth chin and said.

"It's alright, if it really can't be washed off, I'll take you to the mall to buy another outfit, I guarantee we'll break even!"

Guan Lingyun was overjoyed and was about to speak when Li Mengyao's voice came from outside.

"Brother Lü Yang, Lingyun, stop playing around and come out to eat!"

Upon hearing this, Guan Lingyun had no choice but to stop what she was doing. She whispered seductively in Lü Yang's ear, "Brother Lü Yang, go eat first. You dare to offend this patriarch? I have some interrogation techniques to share, so just wait and see how you try them all!"

Lu Yang's face showed a hint of interest, but by the time he came to his senses, Li Mengyao and Guan Lingyun had already taken their seats, flanking him from both sides.

Seeing this, Lü Yang went straight to the living room and enjoyed a sumptuous dinner with women on both sides. Whether it was because he was usually too idle or because this line of work was too busy, the cooking skills of Leng Yuqing and others, as well as Li Mengyao, were quite good. Although they were not top-notch chefs, they were still excellent and more nutritious.

At a glance, everything looked like highly nutritious food, including two large plates of garlic oysters.

After Lü Yang had eaten and drunk his fill and rested, Li Mengyao couldn't hold back any longer and turned around to enter the dressing room as well.

When she reappeared, she had already changed into a stunning Zhenhai cosplay outfit. This modified black cheongsam perfectly blended the cold elegance of traditional Chinese style with mature allure. The strapless, high-necked design showcased her slender swan neck and snow-white shoulders. The elastic bodice, secured by Chinese knot buttons, clung tightly to her upper body, firmly supporting her full and ample bust. The high slit on the side reached her waist and hips, with a dark-patterned gold ribbon hanging from her waist. The short inner skirt tightly hugged her pert buttocks, and the long sleeves of black silk gauze made her arms appear even more slender and fair.

Li Mengyao is a supermodel with an aura of dominance and cold elegance. She has a perfect figure, with a full bust, a waist and abdomen without an ounce of fat, and a pair of naturally straight and beautiful legs. Her fair skin is covered with a thin layer of sheer black stockings, which fully reveal her straight and slender lines when she walks. When she walks on the runway, she exudes a graceful and elegant beauty. She wears a pair of shiny, minimalist black pointed stilettos.

Her long, jet-black hair was styled in an updo, adorned with classic silver hair accessories. Her cool and alluring aura blended with classical Eastern charm, creating a stunning beauty with a touch of pressure. Every gesture she made exuded captivating allure.

Guan Lingyun leaned against the doorframe, looking at Lü Yang who was already stunned, and covered her mouth with a laugh, "I told you, saving those 20,000 yuan was definitely worth it, wasn't it?"

Upon hearing this, Lü Yang immediately felt his blood and qi surge.

He walked straight forward, spread his arms, and lifted her up in his arms, saying righteously.

"Whether it's worth it or not, just looking isn't enough; I have to check the card myself to know!"

"..."

The next morning, Lü Yang slept straight until 10 a.m. When the second alarm rang, Lü Yang suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the time, and thought to himself, "Oh no, I'm late to open the shop!" Luckily, the shop was his own, otherwise, he didn't know how much salary he would have lost this month!

With that thought in mind, Lü Yang tiptoed out of bed without waking the beauty in bed. After getting dressed, he went straight to the shop.

In fact, the fighting power of the two of them is only equivalent to three Chen Yaos. Lü Yang is not so much overslept, but he has not been idle for the past two days, especially since he fought a free-fighting match with a female fitness influencer and has not yet fully recovered.

After a while, when Lü Yang arrived at the shop entrance and was about to take out his keys to open the roller shutter, he found a dejected man squatting at the door.

Upon closer inspection, Lü Yang couldn't help but gasp. The other party was none other than Tan Ming, a male model from the club, who was selling two high-quality counterfeit bags and wanted to exchange them for one or two genuine bags.

However, after one night, Tan Ming's dark circles not only did not go away, but his right eye socket was also swollen and covered with a bluish dark circle, making him look quite miserable.

"Hey bro, when did you get here? You didn't even send a WeChat message. We didn't have to wait too long, did we?"

Upon seeing the important client arrive, Lü Yang quickly stepped forward to help him up before taking out his keys to unlock the roller shutter and asking him questions.

"It's alright, I've only been here for about ten minutes. I saw the door wasn't open, so I just sat here for a while."

Tan Ming covered his eyes, his voice filled with despair, and said, "But, Boss Lü, didn't you say on your WeChat Moments that you'd be open from 9 to 11 in the morning? Today you didn't open until 10:30. Is something wrong at home?"

"No, last night I went to have dinner with two clients. Since I couldn't come back, I stayed overnight. I usually only open the shop on time when I'm staying at the shop, and sometimes even earlier."

After pushing the door open, Lü Yang replied to the other party.

Upon hearing this, Tan Ming sat down and listened to Lü Yang's reply. Looking at Lü Yang's tall and straight figure and seeing the way he held his waist with both hands, Tan Ming couldn't help but feel a pang of sympathy. Tan Ming seemed to see Lü Yang and himself being sandwiched between two rich women, but under the immense pressure of life, they still chose to grit their teeth and swallow their bitterness.

"Ugh!"

"Boss Lü..."

Thinking of this, Tan Ming placed the dust bag on the counter and said with a sense of shared misfortune, "I really didn't expect that you would have it so hard, just like me. We're both poor souls who risk our lives to earn money."

Lu Yang: (ー`´ー)

Seeing the look of sympathy on Tan Ming's face, Lü Yang was speechless.

Brother, we all serve clients, but the quality of our clients is worlds apart!

My clients are either supermodels with long legs, beautiful internet celebrities, or top-tier fake socialites. Your clients, however, are middle-aged women with elephant legs, barrel waists, and double chins. But the truth is too cruel, and Lu Yang was afraid that the other party couldn't bear it, so he didn't say it. He smiled helplessly first, then used the coffee machine to make him a cup of coffee, handed it to him, and then sat down behind the counter opposite him, changing the subject.

"Dude, your eyes..."