"Brother Jiang, why’d you go quiet?"
"Er..."
Lin Jiang hesitated for a mont. "I’m starting to doubt you can even pull off the risqué stuff. Since we haven’t unboxed it yet, maybe I should just return the equipnt."
"Don’t, Brother Jiang! I was just thinking... don’t you think this creates a nice contrast?"
"Contrast?"
"Look at . I’ve got this mature, queenly vibe, right? But I’m wearing this kind of style. Isn’t that a contrast? Netizens are all about that stuff these days."
Lin Jiang: ...
’This girl has lost her mind.’
’We like the kind of contrast Jiang Xiaoqi has, not this retro contrast of yours.’
"You pulling sothing like this is no different from a grandma pole dancing. That’s not how you do ’contrast’."
"Is it really that bad?" Qiu Yunong said with a pout.
"I was so proud of my idea just now. It’s over. I guess I can’t pull off the ’contrast’ angle."
"It’s not really about the contrast. Even if it worked, so what?" Lin Jiang retorted.
"Are you trying to show them a bra just like Liu Shulan’s, or the Pikachu one?"
"Of course I can’t show them either one."
"Exactly. So what’s the point of this kind of contrast? You’re trying to attract normal viewers, not perverts."
"I get it."
Lin Jiang grabbed the zipper and pulled it up in one smooth motion.
"AHHH—"
Qiu Yunong’s shriek sent a shiver down Lin Jiang’s spine.
’This is a fucking fitting room. She can’t be screaming like that.’
"What are you screaming for?"
"It was so sudden! I wasn’t ready, so I couldn’t help but scream."
"What’s there to get ready for? You just zip it up. Do I need to give you a formal announcent?"
"Of course! You squished the flesh in front."
As she spoke, Qiu Yunong turned her back to Lin Jiang, reached a hand into her dress from the neckline, and started adjusting her assets.
"Be gentle. You’re about to push all the flesh from your back to the front."
"This way, it’s deceptive. It creates a good visual effect," Qiu Yunong said, puffing out her chest and lifting her head proudly.
’My dudes, you’d better download an anti-scam app.’
Qiu Yunong grunted and struggled for a while before finally turning around.
"Brother Jiang, take a look. The effect isn’t bad, right?"
No exaggeration, Qiu Yunong’s figure was truly top-tier.
Although her assets were of a moderate size, they were incredibly perky. Among all the NPCs, it seed no one could compete.
"Go try on the other outfit. I’m heading out."
"Okay."
Lin Jiang walked out of the fitting room and noticed the sales staff were giving him strange looks.
’They aren’t getting the wrong idea, are they?’
’The more they look, the more confident I need to be.’
’I’ll defeat them with my righteous aura.’
Soon, Qiu Yunong finished trying on the clothes. "Brother Jiang, the size is perfect."
"Then we’ll buy them."
"Brother Jiang, let ."
Seeing Lin Jiang about to pay, Qiu Yunong rushed forward.
"All your money is my investnt. It doesn’t matter who pays."
"If this keeps up, you’re really going to beco my sugar daddy."
"What kind of talk is that? If spending money makes a sugar daddy, then I guess I can’t spend any."
"If you don’t spend, you’re still my dad— Huh?"
Mumbling to herself, Qiu Yunong realized she’d been tricked.
"Brother Jiang, you’re the worst!"
Lin Jiang smiled, took the clothes to pay, and then they went to other stores.
In the end, they bought over a dozen outfits of all styles, big and small bags in hand, and even bought face masks.
"Brother Jiang, I think that’s enough clothes. I’ll buy the rest online. They’re just for shooting videos, so I don’t need to buy anything too expensive. It won’t be a sha to throw them away if they get ruined."
"You can buy the other stuff online, but for this, it’s necessary to buy it in a physical store."
He looked up at the sign. Balenciaga.
"So Brother Jiang also likes things with letters on them."
"No, I’m securing benefits for our vast family of fans. Let’s go."
The two entered the store. Regardless of the style, as long as it had the brand letters on it, they bought ten of each item.
If Qiu Yunong couldn’t wear them all, they could be given to Li Zhiyi. After all, they were nightti consumables; it wasn’t a bad idea to buy extra.
In the end, carrying bags big and small, they took everything to the car, filling up the trunk and the entire back seat.
"The clothes are sorted. Now I’m going to pick out so makeup and ’forgery’ supplies."
Lin Jiang nodded. He might not have eaten pork, but he’d seen a pig run.
The ’forgery’ techniques of those influencers had already surpassed the common understanding of a normal person.
He’d once seen a skit where a safety pin was stuck into a woman’s butt, but she was completely unhard. It was the epito of social suicide.
Qiu Yunong got busy, and Lin Jiang started driving, preparing to take all the stuff to Century Triumph.
After all, besides his own ho, there was nowhere else to put all these things.
After fiddling around for over ten minutes, Qiu Yunong said with satisfaction:
"All done."
"What all did you buy?" Lin Jiang asked casually.
"Look, it’s all right here."
Qiu Yunong showed Lin Jiang her shopping list.
"Holy crap, you don’t even need this much equipnt to print counterfeit money."
"That’s won for you. We love to deceive ourselves."
"I’m starting to feel bad about letting you go deceive all the poor bros online."
"It’s fine. I’m not going to live stream anyway. It’s just to drive traffic, purely for fan service, and also... Ah!"
Halfway through her sentence, Qiu Yunong looked at Lin Jiang with a start.
"What’s wrong?"
"We bought so much stuff, where are we going to put it all? Do we need to rent an apartnt just to store it?"
"I have a place ready. Just co with ."
A short while later, Lin Jiang drove the car into Century Triumph.
"I rember now! Aunt Zhang said you bought a place here. I think she said it cost over a hundred million."
Lin Jiang nodded. "There are plenty of rooms here anyway."
"This is my first ti visiting a mansion like this. I’m getting a little excited."
Lin Jiang smiled, drove into the underground garage, and then the two of them carried everything up to his ho.
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