That's so high-end!

This is not a place he can afford to go.

He asked Zhou Yi in a low voice with some concern, "Zhou Yi, are you still going on Sunday?"

"Hao Min invited us to such an expensive restaurant, I'm afraid... I'm afraid I can't afford a gift."

Zhou Yi smiled meaningfully: "Go ahead, everyone knows your family situation, there's no need for them to force themselves to give you expensive gifts that exceed your spending."

"A gift is just a token of your affection, so please don't feel awkward about it."

"Besides, I also want to see what happens that day."

Before her rebirth, Su Qingjiao also held a grand and lavish birthday banquet for Hao Min, but Zhou Yi was not on the invitation list that day.

It wasn't until the next day that I heard from my classmates how lavish Hao Min's birthday party was.

Zhou Yi suddenly became curious: in this life, he had stopped Su Qingjiao's black card, so where could she get the money to throw Hao Min a birthday party?

It must be... selling bags, right?

Tsk tsk, if she really sells bags, what will she do when the annual police come knocking on her door?

Zhou Yi pondered for a few seconds, then took out his phone and sent a message to his aunt: "Auntie, what's the threshold for life imprisonment for theft?"

A few minutes later.

"300,000 to 500,000, or more, life imprisonment."

This little bit?

Wouldn't that mean you could just ruin it with any two bags?

Zhou Yi had no idea what Su Qingjiao was thinking. As soon as she got home, she couldn't wait to pry open the door to the maid's room.

There was nothing she could do, so she and her mother were forced to move to the basement. The basement was too small and cramped to fit all her belongings, so her clothes, bags, and everything else were piled up in the servants' room.

And that damned housekeeper Cao actually dared to lock her room.

She was furious and didn't notice the new camera above her head. She quickly pried open the lock, took some of her treasures out, and moved them to the basement.

Then I took out that ugly bag again and snapped a few photos of the front, side, inside, and details.

Then I found a shop owner on WeChat who specializes in buying and selling secondhand luxury goods and sent her the photos.

The two had collaborated several times, and Su Qingjiao was considered a regular customer.

However, she wasn't selling bags before; some limited edition bags were discontinued, and she really liked them, so she had to buy secondhand ones from the shop owner.

After sending the photos, Su Qingjiao sent a text explanation.

"I have too many designer bags at home that are taking up too much space, so I want to get new ones and sell some of the ones I don't like anymore."

"Boss, this is a bag I just bought recently. How much do you think I can sell it for?"

The shop owner quickly replied: "Eighty thousand."

Seeing that it was only worth 80,000, Su Qingjiao was almost furious.

This is outrageous!

She paid 290,000 yuan for it, but the unscrupulous boss offered such a low price.

Su Qingjiao quickly typed a counter-offer: "Boss, I've bought quite a few bags from you before. They were very expensive when I bought them, almost the same price as in the department store."

"I'm selling bags now, and you've been bargaining too hard."

Su Qingjiao immediately sent over the invoice.

"Look, the invoice is still here. I bought it less than a month ago."

"I bought it for 290,000 yuan at the official store."

"Eighty thousand is too little; it should be at least 150,000."

The other end replied quickly: "Precisely because we've cooperated many times, the price I'm offering you is already very high."

"Even if it's only bought for an hour, its price will drop significantly and it won't be comparable to the price when it wasn't sold."

"Besides, your bag has a niche aesthetic, and most people probably wouldn't rent or buy it. If I accept your bag, it's very likely to just gather dust in the store."

Seeing that the other party's response was very firm, if she tried to bargain again, the shop owner might think that she was so poor that she couldn't afford to eat and that's why she was selling herself.

Although she wasn't close to her boss, she didn't like people finding out the truth that she wasn't a rich and beautiful woman.

Can......

Eighty thousand is definitely not enough!

Her gaze fell on the pile of cardboard boxes in the corner. These were the boxes she had just brought back from the maids' quarters. Those snobbish maids only knew how to make things difficult for her!

Hmph, it's her stuff, why can't she take it?

It was filled with all her various designer limited edition bags.

The expensive designer handbag was packed in a cardboard box and left to rot and mold with her in this cramped basement.

In an instant, Su Qingjiao made up her mind that she could not let her identity be exposed, and she had to make sure that Hao Min's birthday banquet was a grand affair.

Rather than keeping these designer handbags in a sunless basement, it's better to sell them for money.

"Okay, eighty thousand it is, pay up."

"I also have a few bags I'd like you to appraise. If the price is right, you can come and pick them up later."

Su Qingjiao took out several bags, placed them on the bed one by one, took pictures, and sent them to the shop owner.

Fortunately, the estimated prices of the other bags were somewhat low, but still within her budget. It must be that the bag priced at 290,000 was too unusual, which is why it sold for the lowest price.

After finalizing the prices of two more bags with the shop owner, and estimating and calculating, it took selling three expensive designer bags to raise 300,000 yuan.

Su Qingjiao thought to herself that it should be enough to cover her expenses at Black Pearl.

Thinking about it, I still feel a little heartbroken. Those two bags were both limited editions, and they were styles she really liked.

There's nothing we can do; only those two high-priced models can sell for money.

But then I thought, if I can make Hao Min's birthday party a grand affair, then I can solidify her status as a rich and beautiful woman, and no one will doubt that she's a fake anymore.

Su Qingjiao's tense expression instantly relaxed, and the slight heartache from selling the bag was erased with this thought. While in the basement, she didn't notice—

Housekeeper Cao carried a tablet with the surveillance footage of the maids' quarters clearly reflected on it. She quietly went to the master bedroom to find Zhou Yi.

--

Hospital.

Zhang Qiang remained lying listlessly in bed, only able to get out of bed and walk around with difficulty. However, if he took too fast, the movement would aggravate his wounds and cause him to howl in pain.

I was yawning and scrolling through Douyin when a message suddenly came in on WeChat.

Zhang Qiang immediately opened WeChat and saw that it was a message from one of his underlings at school: "Brother Zhang, Su Qingjiao is going to book the entire Black Pearl Restaurant this Sunday to celebrate her best friend's birthday."

Looking at the message on WeChat, Zhang Qiang sneered, "Fine, fine!"

"I can't even get out of bed here, while you, Su Qingjiao, are living a comfortable life. Just you wait, you bitch!"

"On Sunday, I'll make you beg me for mercy!"

Seeing that there were still a few days left, Zhang Qiang immediately got up and wanted to get out of bed to do rehabilitation training.

He will absolutely not let this woman go!

The days flew by, and Sunday finally arrived amidst the expectant gazes of all the students.

Many people skipped breakfast and arrived at the Black Pearl Restaurant around 10 a.m. to wait for other students.

Contrary to its name, the Black Pearl Restaurant is decorated in white and sea blue, giving it a bohemian exotic feel.