Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000

Ji Fanyin slowly made a face when he was separated from Dayu and was only just over eight o'clock, and his face was radiant when he returned home.

Considering that she will be working tomorrow, she didn't choose a project that requires a recovery period, and only did a simple hydration.

Calculate the expenditure on beauty, which only accounts for a small part of the income.

Before going to bed, Ji Fanyin checked the progress of [Temptation to Go Home].

After the introduction of the variable daylight, the accounting began to become a bit irregular, but in general, after more than a week of hard work, Ji Fanyin earned the first 10 million.

Although it is not pure cash, most of it is emotional income, but the money has reached more than 4 million, which is still working capital.

Judging from Ji Fanyin’s previous eyes, it’s nothing, but consider the time it takes to make this money...

Well, it is still possible.

That is, you must always pay attention to stepping on the steps of developing customers carefully. Although it is someone else’s fish pond, it doesn’t look good when it is turned inside.

Earning 10 billion in [Temptation to Go Home], it seems that it is not an unattainable goal.

What's more, this APP does not specify a deadline for completion.

Ji Fanyin estimated that he could live for a few more decades as long as he was a little careful, and he was not afraid that he would not be able to earn this.

Although Ji Fanyin's work as a substitute may be a youth meal, he can change his job later.

Ji Fanyin turned on the phone's Do Not Disturb mode and fell asleep within a few minutes after touching the pillow.

In the same city, two people are tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

One is the day when he feels that he has been caught in evil during the day, and the other is Song Shiyu, who is in a daze with a cigarette.

Probably it is the quietness of the night that makes people think more about it. Recalling the joy of the afternoon in the daytime, I always feel like I was clapped by Ji Fanyin as a child, but if I think about it further, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

——Ji Xinxin does get along with him like this.

But in Ji Fanyin's performance with no flaws, there is always something wrong.

just like……

like……

Bai Zhou couldn't tell, he got up from the bed cursingly, turned on the computer and played five games.

As a result, the single row was really out of luck. All he met were cheating teammates. After he broke into the finals alone in five consecutive rounds, he was killed, and he was embarrassed that he did not succeed in eating the chicken once.

Dayan angrily threw down the mouse to pour water, and suddenly found that it was already dawn outside the window.

He froze for a moment to look at the time in the lower right corner of the computer, only to realize that he was only less than an hour away from the nine o'clock scheduled with Ji Fanyin.

——The most cursive thing is that Bai Zhou originally wanted to take Ji Fanyin to Di ○ Ni for a one-day date.

He thought about it for a long time, but never found the time to mention it with Ji Xinxin. Now Ji Fanyin was hired as an advance exercise.

But it was already 8:20, and no preparations were made in the daytime.

I didn't buy the ticket, and I didn't book the ticket.

If everything is arranged temporarily, it is too hasty.

Although Ji Fanyin is not Ji Xinxin, he doesn't need to worry about how she feels, but Bai Zhou doesn't want to be treated as a frantic child in front of her.

He paid Ji Fanyin, not to find another sister for himself!

Bai Zhou scolded himself secretly, picked up his mobile phone and called Ji Fanyin.

Ji Fanyin answered quickly: "Bai Shaozao."

"I won't go today, another day." Bai Zhou said, "I will change tomorrow."

Ji Fanyin screamed, and she reminded Dayday with a sweet voice like customer service: "Then I will keep tomorrow's schedule now. But if you are sure to cancel today's schedule, Bai Shao, there is one thing to remind you: I am here. There is no refund."

Bai Zhou: "?? You say it again?"

"No refund." As expected, Ji Fanyin repeated it to him again in the same tone, "Well, let me give you a discount tomorrow?"

"No discount!" After the day of the day roared, he pinched the bridge of his nose, "Okay, no refund, right? It's still the same today."

Ji Fanyin's voice is still so lingering: "Okay, Shao Bai."

He hung up the phone during the day.

One and a half million is not a lot of money, but he is not willing to make Ji Fanyin a profit.

...

Ji Fanyin held the phone that was hung up, feeling a little regretful in his heart.

If Bai Zhou could really throw away this one and a half million dollars, she could still call Song Shiyu and ask him if he would like to have dinner today, so maybe she could make two money.

It's a pity that Dayu didn't take advantage of it to this point.

it's a pity.

Ji Fanyin shook his head and put down the phone, opened the orange-red lip glaze that had just been picked, and carefully applied it to his lips, gently squeezed the mirror, and got up.

——The 80% voice of Baizhou is all night, and it is estimated that he will be late.

However, as Party B, she is very professional and will not be late.

When Ji Fanyin arrived at the destination, as always, it was a few minutes ahead of time. Bai Shi pointed to a bus stop. She stood on the platform and took a look at the time, then turned on her mobile phone to play a puzzle game.

This puzzle game was accidentally seen on the Internet by Ji Fanyin. The content of each level is different. You can stop it at any time. It is a good choice to pass the time.

After she cleared a level, the time had come to nine o'clock, and the day really hadn't appeared yet.

Since the client was late, Ji Fanyin decided to touch the fish again.

She clicked to open the next level.

This level is a bit difficult. She concentrated on leaning against the billboard at the bus station to try to clear the level. Her figure is naturally straight and stretched through long-term posture training, and her shoulders naturally spread backward. Just standing there is a billboard. The scenery on the girl is more eye-catching.

A few boys who had just come out of the subway station next door watched for a while, and couldn't help but step up to talk to her.

One of them happened to catch a glimpse of the content on her phone, and nervously cleared his throat to find an entry point: "Is it stuck? May I help you see it?"

Ji Fanyin raised his eyes from the small game that required calculations to look at the big boy in front of him, and smiled: "What if you grab my phone and run away?"

The young man in his twenties seemed to blush with a smile, and hurriedly took his mobile phone out of his pocket and handed it to her: "You...you can hold my mobile phone! The latest one! Ah! Wait, I'll help you unlock it..."

"Go away." The rough, dumb male voice interrupted him.

Ji Fanyin looked back, and it turned out to be a cool young man riding a motorcycle. He stepped on the bus platform with one foot, and slammed his helmet and goggles up impatiently.

The action looked like a slap in the goggles.

"She's waiting for me." Shiriu cast a deathly gaze at the boy who was talking to him coldly, "Get away."

Ji Fanyin reached out to poke the skin of the back of his hand exposed by the motorcycle glove, disapprovingly: "Don't say bad words."

"Huh?" The fire in the day grew stronger, and he rudely waved Ji Fanyin's hand, "Ji Fanyin, what qualifications do you have to control me?"

Ji Fanyin sighed and apologized to the passerby who was stunned by the roar: "This kid stayed up all night last night and has to go out. You can't control your temper. Don't be familiar with him."

"It's okay." The boy hesitated to say something, he frowned and looked at Bai Zhou, and asked Ji Fanyin, "Can I exchange it..."

"No!" Bai Zhou stretched out his hand to drag Ji Fanyin to his side, and said viciously, "Go!"

Among the companions traveling with the boys, someone whispered: "Such a fierce boyfriend, let's dump it."

Shiru turned his head and glared at the other person's expression as if he was about to kill.

Ji Fanyin quickly stepped on tiptoe and covered the gap in the day goggles with his hands to prevent him from murdering innocent passers-by with his sight, and said helplessly: "Alright, alright, let's go."

The young people left the bus station with different expressions, while the daylight made a gloomy threatening voice: "Let go."

Ji Fanyin is not afraid of him at all.

Generally speaking, the day is not an embroidered pillow.

But sometimes, he will embroider pillows very much.

For example, when Ji Fanyin pretended to be ten percent Ji Xinxin talking to him and looking at him.

"Where are you going to go today?" She put down her hands and asked Bai Shishi Shishiran.

Shirii pointed in a direction without saying a word: "The studio."

After he finished talking about Ji Fanyin, he sprinted away by turning the accelerator of the engine car.

Ji Fanyin looked up and saw a studio called Yinzhu Studio, which was opened in this golden shopping mall building. It sounded very tall.

She walked slowly in the direction of the mall, followed the navigation and arrived at the studio. A staff member was already waiting for her at the door: "Miss Ji? Please follow me."

Shiriwa was already waiting in the studio. He was taking the paintbrush out, and halfway through it, he suddenly stopped and yawned.

When Ji Fanyin saw him holding on, he thought it was funny. He suddenly remembered that although Bai Zhou was an irritable boy, he actually started to learn painting at the age of four and was a big sketch and oil painting.

After all, Chu Ge's dates are always innocent.

"Please come in," the staff stopped at the door, "this studio will not be disturbed by anyone today, please come in, please ring the bell and call our staff to come over if necessary."

Ji Fanyin thanked him with a smile and walked into the studio. Bai Zhou pointed out a place for her without raising his head: "Sit there."

This studio does not seem to be exclusive to one person during the day. There are many old paintings on the four sides against the wall.

When Ji Fanyin passed by Bai Zhou's side, he curiously looked at a picture of a human body without clothes.

Shidai raised his head impatiently: "What are you doing..."

Then he saw the same painting, his voice stopped abruptly, and his face gradually darkened.

Before he became irritated, Ji Fanyin first said, "I didn't say anything."

Dayang gritted his teeth and pointed to the chair in the center of the studio: "Sit down for me. It's time for you to pretend."

He paused, and then added imperatively: "Don't talk, sit, do anything else, don't disturb me."

"Okay." Ji Fanyin thought it was quite labor-saving. She sat down on the chair, half-leaned back on the chair and looked around the elegant and elegant interior decoration, and quickly came to a conclusion.

——This is a studio for the wealthy. No wonder Bai Tian looks like a regular guest.

After scanning the surrounding environment, she picked up a book about painting and flipped through it. When she looked up after reading a chapter carefully, Bai Tian was already immersed in the painting.

His eyes moved from time to time between Ji Fanyin and the canvas, his eyebrows frowned slightly, and his expression was very focused.

Ji Fanyin simply stared at the day while holding the book.

Of course, Ji Xinxin also has standards for fish farming.

With this face, Bai Tianguang could make his debut with thousands of girls...If it weren't for his bad temper and good family background.

"Sister stopped reading?" Bai Zhou asked suddenly.

When he asked this, he was looking down and changing his pen, his tone was natural and peaceful as if he said casually, obviously he was drawn in a daze.

Before Bai Zhou could react by himself, Ji Fanyin leaned on a chair and answered his words with a smile: "Compared to books, porridge is better."

Day: "..."

He snapped off the pencil in his hand, changed a pen with a ugly expression, and continued to draw, as if he was about to confess his mistake to the ears and ears without saying a word.

——Ji Fanyin and Ji Xinxin are not the same at all!

But after this oolong, the hand feel of Bai Tian's writing is not quite right.

Just as he was irritable and had nowhere to vent, a ringtone rang in the studio.

Shirii immediately found his vent: "Whose phone call! Believe it or not, I will deduct your money!"

Ji Fanyin said "Ah." She frowned slightly and replied with a troubled expression: "It should be Shiyun."

Shiriu immediately jumped up to Ji Fanyin's mobile phone like a beast that had been invaded by the domain.