Cheap Sale

It was a pity indeed.

In the living room, more than a dozen bags were scattered on the floor.

Tang Hong hadn't taken off any of the tags. He looked sad.

"I don't need this belt either. Also, this coat is too old and too formal."

"And what kind of underwear is this?"

"Just because it's branded, it can be so expensive? Don't they have any conscience?!"

Tang Hong stretched out the black underwear and positioned it on his waist to compare the size.

It wouldn't fit.

It was too small.

He picked up another bag.

'The scarf is for autumn. Although it has a discount of 20%…'

It was pure cotton but he couldn't wear it for the time being.

He was afraid he would overheat and die.

'But.'

'If l let these newly bought things become old and lose their value, it will be a huge waste. That's unforgivable squandering. It does not meet the moral standards of college students in the new era at all.'

'If I let these brand-new branded items lose their value by just holding them, it will be a huge waste. That would be too wasteful. It's too immoral for a college student of this new era.'

Tang Hong thought about it silently.

What should he do?

He could only use his secret weapon.

Taking out his phone, he entered the app store and downloaded the Fish app.

'Cheap sale!'

"Sales receipts and tags are all intact!'

'77%. Rock-bottom prices. Please don't ask me why it is so cheap. They were given by a lapdog!'

Except for three short-sleeved shirts and two dark-colored jeans, Tang Hong posted them all.

On the product picture, he added two attractive tags and smiled with satisfaction.

[Gifts given by a lapdog.]

[23% discount, rock-bottom prices.]

The labels on the products were indeed a bit attractive, but that was all.

The items Tang Hong bought cost on average about 1,000 each. They were basically high-end brands that were not too well-known. Therefore, there was not much traffic and not many people were searching for them.

They fell short of the best but were better than the worst.

His situation in the market truly was awkward.

Until five minutes later…

Someone inquired. "50% off. Free shipping. Deal immediately."

Tang Hong replied. "How about 20% off. Free shipping?"

The man stopped responding.

Ten minutes later, someone who seemed interested intentionally asked, "It's a bunch of refurbished goods, stop faking it. I don't need an invoice or labels. Make it 700 dollars cheaper and I'll deal with you immediately. Oh by the way, does that include shipping?"

Seven hundred dollars cheaper…

You want each of them for just over ten dollars, and you still want free shipping?

"Oh…"

"What kind of attitude is that? Be careful. Or else, I'll report you. So, does it include shipping?"

"Dream on."

"You imitation goods-selling piece of trash. Fake goods seller! Just wait…"

Tang Hong blacklisted him and sighed. It truly was miserable to be a seller on this Fish app.

He threw the phone aside and ignored it.

He called up the system interface again and stared at his Individual Value.

Mortal: Extremely small and weak creature.

Willpower: 69%

Strength: 41%

Realm: 0.00

Individual Value: 35

He only managed to add a single point to his Individual Value from that trip to the shopping mall.

Tang Hong pinched his arm hard.

He smacked his forehead and suppressed the inner turmoil of his heart.

"Let's do our best to earn more points."

"One must be calm when handling major matters. I must not be anxious. I must take my time."

He was mainly worried about this.

In trying to go from 99% to 100% willpower, there might be a bottleneck in the process.

The process of accumulation as well as the moment when quality became more valuable than quantity—they were both equally important.

This was why everything couldn't be done in a hurry. However, he had to succeed with one try.

After all, Fang Nanxun and Fan Yu basically said the same thing.

The success rate of actively breaking the limit of Willpower was the highest for those trying to break the limit for the first time.

Afterwards, there would undoubtedly be a deep-seated shadow in your heart along with self-doubt. With their influence, the chances of succeeding in the second try were much lower than the first one, so Tang Hong decided to give it all he had for his first time.

Usually, when he ate, he liked to leave the best for last.

The same went for breaking the limits of his Willpower.

His plans were as follows…

He first wanted to increase his Willpower from 69% to 99% by dividing 30% into two halves of 15%. As for why he wanted to divine the 30% into two halves, it was because he wanted to adapt to the pain of greatly increasing his Willpower in one go.

Once he was adapted and prepared for it, he would then eventually try and break through the limit of Willpower by increasing the percentage value by 20%.

'I'm still short of…'

'15 Individual Value Points.'

Tang Hong closed his eyes.

As he thought about it, he suddenly became drowsy.

The afternoon sun became hotter and hotter.

The song of the summer cicadas made people feel lazy, removing their desire to move.

Shopping truly was tiring. Not just in a physical sense, but it was also mentally tough.

He soon fell into a deep sleep.

The screen of the phone that was thrown on the bedside suddenly lit up.

After that, it lit up several more times.

A few hours later, Tang Hong came out of his afternoon nap, he got dressed and prepared to go out for dinner.

Then, out of habit, he looked at his phone.

"Huh?"

Tang Hong blinked.

"Someone has placed an order!"

"I have an order!"

Order! Order! Yes!

Tang Hong grinned in joy.

Reducing his losses and replenishing his funds were only secondary reasons as to why he was so happy. The primary reason was that this was the first time that Tang Hong managed to sell something online in his life.

At this moment, he couldn't quite grasp his feelings.

He didn't know how to describe it.

It seemed like he had grown up overnight.

Especially since the buyer didn't have so many questions for all three orders.

It made him feel warm to be trusted.

Having lived alone for a while, Tang Hong felt some kind of a calling to meet the expectations and never betray the silent trust of a stranger for him across the cold and ruthless world of the Internet.

"I will send the items out now!"

Sitting on the edge of the sofa, Tang Hong looked at the order information of the three buyers.

Only a single buyer wanted their order to be shipped.

The other two wanted to meet face-to-face. Of course, Tang Hong had no problems with that.

He sent a message to confirm the time and place.

As Tang Hong washed up, the fact that the sofa he was seated on earlier was worth as much as half a million Hua dollars appeared in his mind.

He better not break it.

Having made a decision, Tang Hong was no longer as cautious as he was back then.

Before, he always felt like he was treading on thin ice.

'Let's go…'

Tang Hong went out.

He walked to the nearest express delivery drop-off point and sent out the belt first.

'We're finally here.'

Tang Hong drove to a crowded cafe in a commercial plaza to wait for the second buyer.

Moments later, a young man wearing gradient smart casual wear and bright black leather shoes sat in front of Tang Hong. He looked at Tang Hong but he did not say anything.

Then, he picked up the bag and looked inside.

The receipt and tags were all inside.

The obviously brand-new clothes startled the young man.

Actually, he was very good at bargaining.

As long as bargaining was allowed, he could cut the price by at least half.

However, the clothes in the bag were still unopened and were still in their plastic bags. The young man glanced at the invoice time on the receipts. His mind trembled and countless thoughts churned in his mind—it turned out that they were bought just this morning.

These items were just recently purchased early in the morning, yet they were already being sold? What was going on?

'Why?'

The young man was confused.

He couldn't help but ask, "You're selling them immediately after buying them?"

"Yes…"

For him, Tang Hong was akin to that of an altruistic seller that he was embarrassed to bargain down the prices of his items. He really couldn't bear to do it.

"Eh?"

Tang Hong was typing a message with his head lowered. He had just confirmed the meeting address with the third buyer. It was not that far from a particular art college in this city.

Tang Hong also looked confused as he replied, "Did I not write the description on the Internet? Didn't you see it? These things were given to me by a lapdog. I don't like it, so I don't want to use them."

The young man: "???"

The young man: (¬_¬) No way I will believe that.

"Uh."

"Anyway, the goods are okay." The young man confirmed the receipt of the goods on the spot and gave Tang Hong a five-star review.

Then, he couldn't help but hesitate.

"Ahem," The young man asked, "Is it convenient to ask if the lapdog is a girl?"

Tang Hong was noncommittal. "What's wrong with it?"

"Awesome, amazing…"

The young man left with his head down.

He couldn't believe Tang Hong's words at all.

How could a girl be a lapdog?

'It must be a man.'

'His lapdog and financer must be a man.'

He repeatedly muttered to himself.

Then, he got into his car.

First, he lit a cigarette. He had timed himself to leave the underground parking lot within fifteen minutes.

But in the next moment, his expression stiffened.

The cigarette he was holding between his fingers silently burned.

He watched the conscientious seller who had spoken so highly of himself take out a key from his pocket. Then, that seller stopped by the luxurious sports car parked diagonally opposite from his very own car

A yellow sports car!

How eye-catching!

The car was well deserving of its signature: Lamp Factory.

The young man felt his eyes ache as if he had been blinded.

He couldn't help but shed a tear as if dust had gotten into his eyes.

Extinguishing his cigarette, he shrank down while secretly watching Tang Hong from a distance.

Tang Hong opened the doors to his car and got in. Starting the car's engine, he slowly moved out of the parking lot. The roar of the car's engine resembled a beast's low guttural roars as it echoed in the ears of the young man.

The roars reverberated throughout the parking lot and did not dissipate for a long time.

"Sigh…"

The young man lit another cigarette as he took a deep and melancholic puff.

But what he exhaled wasn't the smoke from his cigarette—but his confusion.

…

By the time Tang Hong arrived at the meeting address he had agreed upon with the third buyer, it was already getting dark.

The afterglow of the evening sun fell on the trees on the side of the streets

The golden light and the cool breeze made people feel refreshed, happy, and less bothered by the heat.

Tang Hong parked his car on the side road next to Yunhai Art University.

It was mentioned on the Internet that all the cars parked at the entrance of this art school were luxury cars. However, Tang Hong had already walked for about 500 meters, yet he did not see any car that was particularly expensive.

'Perhaps it was because today was neither Friday nor Saturday?'

Tang Hong thought to himself as he walked.

He finally reached the meeting place.

The place was a bakery with huge floor-to-ceiling windows that made it look incredibly bright and spacious. A familiar hat soon came into Tang Hong's view.

"That's…"

His heartbeat began to accelerate.