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Chapter 379 Tricking Fang Qing into buying high-quality counterfeits

"The leader said he had a mental problem and that once things calmed down, he would apply to his superiors to let Jiang Ting go to a psychologist for proper treatment."

"I knew it! So he really is sick. He needs treatment. His illness is more serious than ours; he absolutely has to get treatment."

A whole family of sick people—just thinking about it gives me a headache.

……

Lin Yuyao and Ye Xiaotong were buying clothes at a nearby market. After they finished shopping and were about to leave, they unexpectedly ran into Fang Qing and Wang Chenchen buying clothes.

Fang Qing smiled when she saw the large and small bags in their hands.

"Didn't you marry into a rich family and become a wife? Ha, how much does a single meal cost? Making such a big show, is it all just for show? In real life, you're no different from us, buying cheap clothes from street vendors at this market."

Lin Yuyao looked down at the expensive trench coat she was wearing, and then remembered the high-quality replica they had seen at Pan Xiaohua's stall. She smiled and said, "Yes, but this coat of mine isn't cheap either. You still can't afford it."

Yes, Pan Xiaohua still stayed in this area to make a living, but she no longer worked for others.

She's now running a street stall business, selling high-quality counterfeit designer brands from who-knows-where, and business is pretty good.

Thinking that although the Pan family had many scoundrels, Pan Xiaohua was a decent person, he decided to introduce her to a sucker.

On the other side, Fang Qing was annoyed by Lin Yuyao's arrogant attitude, thinking to herself, "With several thousand in her hands, how could she not afford a piece of clothing?"

Where did you buy it?

Lin Yuyao kindly pointed.

Fang Qing followed her gaze and saw the trench coat she was wearing, hanging in the most conspicuous position like a prized possession of the store.

I figured it probably wouldn't be cheap.

So what? As long as it's not displayed in a shopping mall, isn't it still a street vendor item?

Fang Qing led her son toward the stall.

Ye Xiaotong whispered, "Yuyao, isn't this dress of yours..."

"Shh, who cares? They all look pretty much the same anyway."

Ye Xiaotong realized that they were trying to trick her into buying counterfeit goods.

"Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"Let's buy a few more pairs of socks."

"Perfect timing, I'll buy a few pairs too."

Socks are something you can just buy from a street stall.

The two bought several pairs of socks each and then left together.

On the other side, Fang Qing set her sights on the same clothes as Lin Yuyao.

"Boss, how much is this?"

"Oh, you have such good taste, sister! You spotted the best one in our store right away."

Fang Qing smiled, quite pleased with the compliment.

"how much is it?"

"Oh, the items are good, but they're not cheap. This one costs fifty yuan."

"Fifty?" Fang Qing exclaimed in surprise, thinking that was too expensive. It was asking for more than half a month's salary.

"Can you lower the price a bit? It's too expensive."

"Sis, I know it's not cheap, but it's a high-end brand, the quality is great. Look, feel it, compare it with the clothes next to it, they're different."

Aren't they all just clothes? Apart from being a bit nicer, she couldn't see any difference.

Pan Xiaohua then showed her the sign again.

“This would cost over a hundred in a shopping mall, but it’s only available here. This is high-end stuff, sister. I dare say, in the whole store, only I can get my hands on this.”

That brand is similar to the genuine product in a way that Sprite and Reebok have, but Fang Qing doesn't understand it.

She boasted that she got the clothes through special channels, that they were unique and no one else had them.

And although it's expensive, it sells incredibly well; she sells many pieces every day.

Times have changed. Clothes are no longer just for keeping warm; they are also a symbol of status.

Pan Xiaohua boasted for a while, then took it off and put it on Fang Qing.

Then came another round of flattery.

"Wow, sister, you look just like a lady from Hong Kong, so elegant and beautiful, you look at least several years younger."

The wind made Fang Qing's heart bloom with joy.

At this moment, Fang Qing had only one thought in her mind: whatever Lin Yuyao had, she wanted to have too.

"Are there other colors?"

She felt that choosing the same color as Lin Yuyao wasn't a good idea either.

She wanted the same style as Lin Yuyao, but in a slightly better color.

Pan Xiaohua immediately replied, "Yes, yes, there's also a bright red one, which is both festive and beautiful to wear."

"show me."

"Okay, please wait a moment."

Pan Xiaohua quickly found a red coat.

As soon as Fang Qing put it on, Pan Xiaohua showered her with compliments again.

"Oh my, sister, this color makes your skin look so fair and makes you look even younger. You don't look like a mother at all; I would believe you if you said you were this young man's sister."

Fang Qing agreed and happily said, "Pack it up for me."

"No, just wear it, it looks great."

"Okay, then pack up the old clothes."

"okay."

Snap! The tag was cut off. It was too late to back out.

However, Fang Qing still paid the money happily.

What's wrong with being fifty?

Although it's equivalent to more than half a month's salary for her, her husband earns more, two hundred a month, and it will increase at the end of the year.

Moreover, she receives an extra bonus at the end of the year, so she can afford it.

She bought herself a fifty-yuan item, her son a ten-yuan item, and after much deliberation, she bought Wang Cuilan a five-yuan item.

As she neared home, she looked down at her clothes and became more cautious.

She ran into the alley to change her clothes, put the new clothes in a bag, and whispered to Wang Chenchen, "Chenchen, go back first and open the window in our house for me."

"why?"

"Don't let them know I bought this new dress. If they ask, just say you only bought yours and Grandma's."

"it is good."

Fang Qing taught Wang Chenchen how to do it, and then they went around to the back of the house from another alley.

Wang Chenchen ran back, stuffed Wang Cuilan's clothes into her arms, and then took his own new clothes into the house.

Wang Cuilan called out, "Chenchen, what are you doing?"

Wang Chenchen said, "Grandma, this is the new dress my mom bought for you. I'm going to try it on."

After saying that, he closed the door and opened the window in the room.

"What about your mother?"

"In the back."

Fang Qing was right below the window, but her room was half-height, originally converted from a staircase. People inside couldn't reach it, and people outside weren't that tall.

Fang Qing threw it forcefully, but it fell back down. She had to throw it three times before it finally went in.

"Chenchen," she called softly, "Chenchen, I've put it in, please help Mom put it away."

Wang Cuilan's eyesight failed, but her hearing became very sensitive.

She grabbed Lu Cong and said, "Old man, it's behind Fang Qing's house."

Lu Cong: "What is she doing behind the house?"

"I don't know, I heard her voice. You should go inside and see what Chenchen is doing."

"Row."

The door was closed, but not locked, and Lu Cong pushed it open.

They happened to catch Wang Chenchen hiding clothes.

Lu Cong's expression immediately changed. "Chenchen, what are you doing?"

"I...I didn't help my mom hide the clothes."