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[The Body Buyer] [Episode 2] Chapter 7: The Evil Invoice 

An hour later, Ronan led the two beautiful women to Women's Street, a street lined with shops specializing in women's clothing, located at the intersection of Chengdu's western and northern districts. The Mu sisters declared they wanted to buy a whole bunch of clothes, with Ronan naturally paying the bill as punishment for the lecherous old man who had torn up several of their favorite garments like a beast the previous day.


Ronan didn't object. He had initially thought finding shops would take some effort, but the two women had already planned ahead, making calls to several shop agents and quickly arranging everything. With Ronan, their sucker, around, they didn't even haggle and immediately asked to see the shops. Hearing their eagerness, the agents knew the deal was close and responded enthusiastically, immediately confirming several shops and saying they could view them anytime.


The first shop was just two streets away from Women's Street, on a street called Desheng Street. However, as they passed Women's Street in a taxi, the two women suddenly became interested, or rather, suddenly wanted to rip off Ronan, the lecherous old man who had taken advantage of them. So, they got out of the taxi at the Women's Street intersection and walked into this street, whose very name sounded suggestive.


Women's Street truly lived up to its name; as I walked along, the air was filled with the sounds of women singing and dancing, and groups of them, their graceful figures everywhere.


It was the height of summer, and both young girls and mature women were dressed in revealing, sexy outfits. Even a dinosaur would attract the attention of some lustful men, though most of them weren't looking at her face, only her breasts and buttocks.


"Sichuan, the Land of Abundance, truly produces beauties," Ronan remarked, his eyes sparkling as he scanned the many beautiful women on the street.


"Eating what's in your bowl while eyeing what's in the pot," Mu Huiyun said coldly.


"Exactly, just a few hours ago they were swearing oaths of eternal love, and now they've shown their true colors," Mu Huiqing added dismissively.


"Swearing oaths of eternal love? That's a new phrase. What sea did I swear to, what mountain did I make a covenant with?" Ronan asked with a smile.


Mu Huiqing was taken aback. She had been lying; Ronan, that lecherous old man, hadn't promised anything and had clearly told them he had other women. She just couldn't stand his behavior, especially since he'd just taken advantage of the two sisters and then immediately become interested in other women—he was utterly heartless and fickle.


"You scoundrel, you're such a sophist!" Mu Huiqing couldn't help but grab Ronan's arm and twist it hard. She knew the old man had incredibly thick skin and it probably wouldn't hurt, but she couldn't vent her anger without giving him a good whack. She knew she was slightly jealous, though not intensely. But since she had already given herself to a man, she wanted him to appear perfect in front of her, even if she knew his actions were actually despicable; she wanted him to maintain a facade of perfection.


"Why are you so close? Look at your sister, she keeps at least three feet away from me, afraid people will think she's hooking up with a rich guy or a foreigner," Ronan teased.


"That's because she's shy, I don't care," Mu Huiqing retorted.


Hearing Ronan's words, Mu Huiyun snorted coldly, quickly walked to his side, and said, "You know quite a lot. You even know the term 'marrying a rich man.' I really doubt if you're American. How come you can speak so many Chinese phrases?"


"Then just consider me Chinese," Ronan said with a nonchalant shrug. He then took a deep breath and lewdly grinned, "In ancient China, there was a saying about 'relying on beauties,' strolling around with two beautiful wives. I have that feeling too. Hmm... I can even smell the fragrance on you. The scent of a woman who has been deeply moisturized is indeed captivating. Of all the women on this street, you are still the most alluring to me. It seems this 'Women's Street' is a bit of a misnomer; it doesn't have the conditions to make me want more than I have."


"Don't say such nonsense in public," Mu Huiyun said, rolling her eyes at Ronan.


"Exactly! Do you think we sisters are as shameless as you?" Mu Huiqing rolled her eyes at him as she spoke.


"What's a man's shame? Look at these men on the street with women, every single one of them looks like a servant to a queen, being bossed around by these women outside, and probably being ridden on by them when they get home. Hmm, just like you were on top of me not long ago," Ronan laughed.


"Fine, since you're shameless, come on, let's go buy some lingerie. Let's see if you're not ashamed," Mu Huiyun said irritably. "


What's wrong with buying lingerie? What part of your bodies haven't I touched? There's a lingerie shop up ahead, selling classic lingerie, and there are quite a few men going in, aren't there? Let's go over there," Ronan said nonchalantly.


"Perverts are always shameless," Mu Huiqing couldn't help but shake her head and sigh. The three of them then walked into the classic lingerie shop together.


Ronan, this white-haired foreigner, didn't attract much attention, after all, China is becoming increasingly open, and there are more and more foreigners wandering around Chinese cities, but the combination of him with two charming and beautiful women attracted a lot of attention.


The Mu sisters, having received much care from Ronan these past two days, were already quite beautiful. Now, nourished even more, they radiated an astonishing beauty. Not only their faces, but their entire bodies seemed to glow, a radiance far surpassing that of the many women on the street with dull complexions who relied on makeup to enhance their beauty. In fact, countless people had been secretly watching them along the way, which was why Mu Huiyun initially felt pressured and wanted to distance herself from Ronan.


The Mu sisters wore only ordinary dresses, the style of which seemed old-fashioned. However, on them, they didn't look outdated; instead, they evoked a sense of nostalgia for the bright and beautiful figures of the past. It was like a 21st-century person watching an old 20th-century movie. Although the movie was old and outdated, the beautiful women in it weren't diminished by their old-fashioned clothing. On the contrary, they possessed a captivating charm, a kind of allure that inspired genuine admiration.


The Mu sisters' attire gave off that impression; generally speaking, because they were beautiful, they looked good in anything.


"Hurry up and choose, lots of people are watching us," Mu Huiyun whispered to Mu Huiqing.


"Are you really going to buy these bellybands? Eldest sister, you're not going to wear them for this deadbeat, are you?" Mu Huiqing asked with a smile, holding up a moon-white embroidered bellyband.


The owner of this antique lingerie shop was quite capable; the lingerie sold there represented styles from various dynasties in Chinese history. Whether it was the Tang Dynasty's tube top, the Song Dynasty's backless corset, the Yuan Dynasty's Eastern-style corset, the Ming Dynasty's undergarments, or even the Qing Dynasty's bellyband, all were exquisitely crafted and possessed a strong antique charm.


Seeing these, Ronan couldn't help but let his imagination run wild. If the Mu sisters wore these antique lingerie, wouldn't their allure be amplified? Compared to these antique lingerie, Ronan wasn't particularly interested in modern lingerie; the allure of revealing clothing was nowhere near as captivating as this kind of half-concealed effect.


One is a direct physical allure, the other transcends physicality with a poetic and picturesque quality; naturally, the latter is superior.


Mu Huiyun glanced at Ronan, who was casually admiring the shop, and smiled wryly, saying, "We have to buy a few pieces of lingerie. Several have been torn to shreds these past few days; if we don't buy some, we'll have nothing to wear."


"We don't necessarily need to buy this kind of classical lingerie," Mu Huiqing said.


"Look at how interested that lecherous man is; his liking is written all over his face. Let's buy a few anyway; he'll pay, so let's pick the expensive ones," Mu Huiyun said resentfully.


"In the end, you still want to please him, sister. I thought you didn't care about him, but it seems I was wrong," Mu Huiqing chuckled.


"What are you talking about? We've already given him our bodies; why bother with these things? Although he's a lecherous man, since we've made a deal with him, our fates are in his hands. We should at least get along well with him," Mu Huiyun said.


"I always feel like he's strange," Mu Huiqing said.


"That's weird? What do you mean?" Mu Huiyun asked, puzzled.


"I don't know." Mu Huiqing pursed her lips. "It's an indescribable feeling. It's like his abilities are too great, or his unbridled nature, or perhaps his mystery—it's all strange."


"Do you think he's unreliable?" Mu Huiyun pressed.


"No." Mu Huiqing quickly shook her head. "Quite the opposite. Being with him, although I still have some psychological resistance, I seem to feel more and more at ease. I've never thought about whether he's reliable or not. His words have a convincing power. It's really strange. I've never met him before, and he's a foreigner. Why am I not worried that he'll deceive us? Hmm... this lecher has all the skills of a conman."


Hearing the last sentence, Mu Huiyun couldn't help but chuckle. "Maybe he really is a conman. I think he'll steal your heart sooner or later."


"So what if he deceives me? I've already lost my virginity, so giving him my heart isn't a big deal."


"You've fallen in love with me so quickly. I'll feel a lot of pressure." At some point, Ronan, the lecher, had already stood behind the two beautiful women and laughed.


"Pressure my foot! If you were under pressure, you'd be out looking for women everywhere! Forget it, I'll save you some money so you don't run out of money to keep other women later. My sister and I will just buy these ten pieces. You pay for them." Mu Huiqing waved her away.


"Ten pieces?" Ronan repeated exaggeratedly, feigning pain, but when he turned around, a relaxed smile appeared on his face.


How could he care about ten pieces of underwear? Besides, he didn't have to pay for them. He was on a spy mission, and all his expenses could be reimbursed by the joint intelligence group formed by the CIA and INSCOM. He could spend lavishly, but using public funds to buy underwear for his women was obviously not covered by reimbursement. Ronan had a way to deal with this, though it wasn't very clever.


Ronan always carried a lot of cash, so he paid in cash directly. The total was 12,000 RMB, but he paid 2,400 USD. Then he made a request that surprised the cashier.


"Give me an invoice, and please write 'office supplies' on the invoice." Ronan instructed with a smile.


This request nearly made the young cashier collapse. While complying with Ronan's request, a strange look crossed her face, and her small eyes darted around, her expression unmistakably one of amazement that it wasn't just the Chinese who liked to use various means to embezzle public funds; foreigners were also keeping up with the times, knowing how to present women's underwear as office supplies.


Ronan took the receipt and turned to leave with the Mu sisters.


"What do you need the receipt for?" Mu Huiqing, who had been holding back for a long time, finally couldn't help but ask after they'd walked quite a distance from the lingerie store.


"For reimbursement," Ronan said calmly.


"Reimbursement? Where do you reimburse?" Mu Huiqing pressed, puzzled.


"I can't say, I can't say," Ronan laughed, looking quite smug.


He could have paid by card, but the American intelligence agencies were incredibly resourceful, and tracking his credit card was a piece of cake, so he paid in cash. He was curious to know what Catherine Landy's expression would be if she knew he'd used intelligence funds to buy underwear for his lover. However, Landy wouldn't know for the time being. When he took the receipts to get reimbursed, that's when Lanti's headache started.


Ronan wondered how long it would take her to discover the secret in the receipts, a mocking smile playing on his lips. "What filthy things are you thinking about?" Mu Huiyun asked with a snort.


"Thinking about what positions to use tonight," Ronan laughed.


"You lecher," Mu Huiyun retorted without hesitation, throwing that title at Ronan again.


"I admit it, but what should a lecher's woman be called?" Ronan countered.


The Mu sisters were speechless.


"Let's go, let's continue shopping. What else do you want to buy? I'll pay," Ronan said, unusually generous.


The Mu sisters exchanged a glance, unsure what to say. They had originally wanted the old lecher to bleed, but unexpectedly, someone was reimbursing him. They really wanted to know which organization was reimbursing Ronan.


"Never mind, let's keep shopping," Mu Huiyun stamped her foot.


"That's more like it, who cares who reimburses..." Ronan waved his hand.


So, the two beauties began their shopping spree, spending two hours and buying hundreds of items of clothing, spending over 100,000 RMB. Fortunately, Ronan had plenty of cash on hand, otherwise they really wouldn't have been able to hold out.


After the raid, they rushed to Desheng Street to look at shops.


Upon seeing the dilapidated Desheng Street for the first time, Ronan nodded and said, "Not bad."


"This kind of run-down street is not bad? Few people even know its name. It's so narrow, how good can the shops be?" Mu Huiqing was dissatisfied.


"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that it's not far from Women's Street, I would really think this is a desolate place, so deserted." Mu Huiyun was also dissatisfied.


"It's precisely because it's dilapidated that it's easy to build, isn't it? Once Sanrizhai is built, this place will be more prosperous than you imagine." Ronan laughed.


Mu Huiyun was still unconvinced and called a real estate agent. The agent quickly led them to a dilapidated two-story shop and began to introduce it: "This shop is 300 square meters in total, only 30 meters from the intersection. See that diagonally across the street? They're rushing to build a hotel there. Once the hotel is finished, these shops will definitely be bustling. You'd better buy it soon, the surrounding shops are almost sold out."


"Sold out? I think it's 'sold out'," Mu Huiqing said irritably. "There are only three or four shops on the whole street, the rest are half-finished, obviously shoddy construction. And don't even mention a hotel, if it were a project under construction, would there be a ghost on the site right now? What era are we living in? The real estate bubble is in full swing, it's a miracle the owner of that hotel across the street hasn't jumped off the building yet."


"It's true there's a real estate bubble, but things have picked up again recently, haven't they? Anyway, if you're willing to buy this shop, I'll give you a 20% discount, okay? To be honest, ten years ago, this location would definitely not sell for less than 30,000 yuan per square meter. Now I'm only selling it to you for 10,000—no, after the 20% discount, 8,000 yuan per square meter is absolutely a bargain," the agent said.


"These must be shops you've been hoarding," Mu Huiqing asked with a sneer.


"Who says otherwise? We took over a few years ago. The original investor hoarded the land for two years after the demolition, thinking that the property prices would rise as usual. Unexpectedly, the global real estate bubble burst, and he dumped it halfway through. Our company took over, thinking we could make a fortune by buying at the bottom. But we bought at the halfway point, and then it fell for two years, directly to the basement level. Now the company has even lost its working capital, and the entire street project is only one-third complete.


Now, while the property prices have risen a little, we're selling as much as we can. I'm telling you the truth. If you really want to buy, this price is definitely a super discount," the agent said, playing the emotional card of being poor.


"That's settled then," Ronan suddenly nodded.


Mu Huiqing glared at him, annoyed that he interrupted. Actually, she also thought the price was indeed cheap. Although she didn't think this was a good location to open a shop, since Ronan had said so and it was his money, the sisters could only agree. However, she wanted to negotiate the price down further, but Ronan's words completely crushed all her preparations.


"Is this unfinished hotel for sale?" Mu Huiyun asked, pointing to the roughly ten-story unfinished building across from the shop. She remembered Ronan saying he would make a parking lot for her younger brother, Mu Qing. She thought the hotel could be converted into a parking lot.


"Sell, of course sell. If you have the money, no questions asked. I'll sell it to you for 60 million. But do you have that much money?" It's no wonder the agent was suspicious. The three of them had arrived in a taxi, and their clothes didn't look like those of wealthy people. The agent suspected that Mu Huiyun was just asking casually. If it weren't for the fact that Ronan was a foreigner and might be a big spender, the agent wouldn't have been so eager to sell.


"Ask him if he has it," Mu Huiyun pushed Ronan forward.


Ronan didn't speak for a moment, only staring at the agent for a good twenty or thirty seconds before clearing his throat and asking seemingly casually, "I don't know if your company is for sale?"


The agent was taken aback, and after a long while, he gritted his teeth and said with what seemed like great force, "Sell!"


Suddenly, things became simple.


Two days later, a company called Xiuting Real Estate was transferred entirely to the Mu sisters' names. Apart from owning the commercial development rights to fifty acres of land around Desheng Street, this company was practically a shell company. The entire company was insolvent. Desheng Street was only a hundred meters long, and all the properties, plus the unfinished hotel, were valued at 200 million RMB, but the bank loans amounted to 230 million RMB, and they were due in three months. In addition, they owed their employees two months' wages, totaling several hundred thousand RMB.


Before Ronan finalized the purchase of the company, the CEO of Xiuting Real Estate had already planned to abscond with his debts. Ronan ultimately decided to buy the entire company for 30 million RMB and was willing to take over all the debts. This was like a windfall for the CEO of Xiuting Real Estate. He immediately used all his connections to transfer the company within two days, a speed and enthusiasm unprecedented.


"Don't even think about us putting all five million US dollars into this company. We'll only put in a maximum of one million US dollars. Don't think that putting our names on the deed will make us grateful. You bastard, you made us take over such a lousy company. Five million US dollars isn't even enough to cover the debts," Mu Huiqing said worriedly after all the formalities were completed.


"What's there to worry about with such a small amount of debt? We can make money to pay it off. You've already tasted Qingxuanmi's pastries. Don't you have any confidence in them?" Ronan said.


"It's not that we don't have confidence, it's just that the bank loan is due in three months. Where are we going to get 230 million RMB?" Mu Huiyun said dissatisfiedly.


"Don't worry, someone will bring you the money. You don't need to worry about the loan at all," Ronan laughed.


"No, I'm still not at ease. You have to give us some guarantees," Mu Huiqing said, clinging to Ronan's arm.


"What a short-sighted woman. Fine, if you serve me well tonight, I guarantee I'll conjure up someone to take over the bank's debts tomorrow," Ronan chuckled.


"You lecher, alright, it's a deal," Mu Huiqing said, blushing.


"I want your... there," Ronan whispered in Mu Huiqing's ear.


"You old lecher, you old bastard, always trying to find ways to torment us," Mu Huiqing said, picking up a cushion in embarrassment, wishing she could just slap Ronan to death.

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