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

Of course Shirui didn't believe it, he sneered: "The person who took care of you all night, you don't know where she is now?"

The two looked at each other, a smirk and a disdain, and immediately parted ways.

In the day without a mobile phone, he took a glass of champagne and was going to find a place to stand until his Lao Tzu's secretary came back, but his identity was not a secret in the venue, and he was spotted as soon as he entered the venue.

When the daytime irritably dealt with the perfunctory past, Song Shi's situation did not improve much.

Cen Xiangyang was here at this time.

He hadn't been spotted by the day at first.

When someone said suspiciously, "Is that young man taking pictures here", Bai Tian looked back casually.

Young Master Bai, whose eyes are higher than the top, certainly doesn't know Cen Xiangyang.

Cen Xiangyang lowered his head and typed with both hands on the phone, his bangs drooped, revealing a small half of his face and a white chin. It seemed that he was in a harmless posture. No matter how he looked at it, he was the type of nerd and good student who was least interested in the day. .

When people around him discussed the identity of Cen Xiangyang, Bai Zhou had to turn his head away.

But at this moment, Cen Xiangyang raised his head after typing.

――Then he smiled towards the day.

Bai Zhou couldn't describe what was going on with that smile. He only felt a bit of cold and discomfort all over his body. He almost wanted to shiver, but with his righteousness and arrogance, he forcibly held it back.

Cen Xiangyang even responded with a provocative smile.

Cen Xiangyang tilted his head harmlessly, and glanced at Song Shiyu again.

Bai Zhou followed subconsciously and found that Song Shiyu was also staring at Cen Xiangyang.

At this moment, Bai Zhoufuzhi understood: This man’s eight achievements was the person Song Shiyu wanted to find "just with Ji Fanyin" like a jealous woman.

Bai Zhou glanced critically at Cen Xiangyang up and down again: Weak chicken, and Song Shi met half a catty, Ji Fanyin's vision has never been so.

"Young Master Bai." The mysterious big secret appeared, "Please follow me."

"I can leave after seeing these two people?" Shiri asked impatiently.

His attention was taken away from Cen Xiangyang.

After all, Cen Xiangyang and Cen Xiangyang are second to what Song Shi met, hurry up and finish the matter here, he might be able to catch up to go home and play games with Ji Xinxin.

"Yes." The secret nodded with a smile, and signaled that Bai Shi followed him to a relatively hidden corner.

Shirui followed behind with his pockets in his pockets, muttering a bit in his heart: Seeing someone needs to be so careful...

As soon as he thought of this, Great Secret's footsteps stopped and he opened a door.

Sitting side by side on the sofa in the door are a very young woman and a high school-age boy.

Bai Zhou saw the face of that woman, and he knew who it was.

-His father's lover.

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In this way, the identity of the high school boy next to him is also obvious.

The day stopped suddenly: "My dad asked you to bring them to see me? What do you mean?!"

"Just meet." The Secretary said peacefully, pushing his glasses, "There are many people outside, so let's go in and talk again."

Bai Shiu dropped the sentence "I have nothing to say with them", turned around and left.

The Great Secret reached out and stopped him: "Young Master Bai, you also know that you are the only heir to the Bai family, don't you?"

In his anger, Shiraku slapped Da Mi's face with a fist without turning his head back, banging directly to the flesh, and knocking his glasses out.

There was a lot of movement this time, and many people's eyes were attracted.

Shiraku glared at the mother and son in the lounge, regardless of the secret of almost rushing to the street, the meteor was about to leave in stride.

"Young Master Bai," the Secretary called him in time, "this is what your father meant."

Bai Zhou turned around and said coldly: "I'll call now to let him know what my mother means."

"Your mother agreed." The secret secretary whispered.

Dayu's expression froze.

"This is an exchange of interests, you should understand."

Shiraku's eyes moved inch by inch to the lounge just now, and the two people who were inside had moved to the door.

The woman's expression didn't want to look at the day, but the young man was protectively blocking his mother, staring at the day warily, like a cub with teeth and claws.

The big secret made a stop gesture to the mother and son: "You don't want to come out."

"...Swap? My mother too?" Bai Shiru murmured.

The big secret is noncommittal: "But this will not affect your inheritance rights and property. This is a good agreement between the two parties."

Bai Zhou immediately felt an indescribable nausea towards this "interest exchange", which was even more disgusting than when he saw Cen Xiangyang just now.

In silence, he stretched out his arm towards the great secret.

The Secretary hesitated before taking out the phone and returning it to Shiraku: "You should calm down first, and then consider calling your parents."

"Call them?" Bai Zhou sneered, "They just finished the'interest swap', are they busy-I'm looking for someone who can be there on call."

He opened the address book, paused on Ji Xinxin's name, and chose Ji Fanyin in the upper row.

When the phone was dialed out, he was still a little nervous in the daytime, fearing that Ji Fanyin's cell phone might be turned off at this time or picked up by another man.

But within a few seconds, Ji Fanyin's slightly distorted voice came out of the receiver: "What's the matter?"

Without even realizing it, Bai Zhou breathed a sigh of relief: "Can I see you now? I'm going to find you."

"I don't accept urgent appointments here." Ji Fanyin said mercilessly.

Bai Zhou: "...I will add money several times."

Ji Fanyin smiled softly: "Ten times as well?"

At this time, Shiraku had already reached the location near the entrance of the conference hall, and he glanced back at the direction of the lounge just now.

The door was closed, but the great secret still stood watching him.

Only the big secret, no his father, and no his mother.

Thinking of the sentence just now, "It will not affect inheritance rights and property," Bai Zhou sneered: "I will add."

Song Shiyu, who was standing not far away, immediately cast his sight upon hearing these two words.

Shirui gave him a defiant look back.

Ji Fanyin simply loves money in an open and fair manner. Song Shiyu only thinks that Ji Fanyin still likes him until his brain is eaten by zombies.

According to Bai Zhou, Ji Fanyin's decision was quite clever.

Song Shiyu has a fart that he really likes.

...

Ji Fanyin and Bai Zhou met at his house. As soon as they hung up the phone, Cen Xiangyang’s message popped up on the phone.

[He left angrily. He described it live, [It seems to be on the phone when I leave. 】

Ji Fanyin thought for a while and returned to Cen Xiangyang: [Well, he came to me. 】

Cen Xiangyang forced back an ellipsis and a question mark.

[Where are you? ] Ji Fanyin didn't answer him.

Cen Xiangyang gave a position, and then asked: [What do you mean? Are you so acquainted with Dayu? 】

Then he kept "typing...", the message was not sent, and he didn't know what he was typing repeatedly to delete.

Ji Fanyin tried to navigate according to the positioning given by Cen Xiangyang. It was about forty minutes before he returned to his community in the daytime. It was a little tight to change clothes and put on makeup before rushing past.

The phone bounced unwillingly, showing that He Shen gave her a thumbs up for her new film review.

Ji Fanyin crossed out this prompt, went back to the room and opened the closet.

Her wardrobe is very distinct, with work clothes on one side, and clothes newly purchased based on her own preferences on the other. Both sides are fully supported.

After all, Ji Fanyin is already a rich woman at the moment. There is no need to withhold money for spending at this level of clothes, and he can just pay for what he sees.

Half an hour later, Shidai's phone called, with a slight panting in his voice: "I have arrived."

"I just went out." Ji Fanyin held the phone between his shoulders and ears, "it will take about twenty minutes to arrive."

"...Okay." Shiraku's voice immediately became a little listless, "I'll be waiting for you."

At this time, Ji Fanyin had actually walked downstairs to the daytime residence she had visited once. She was standing behind a corner of a green belt, just in time to see the daytime when she was leaning on the locomotive to make a phone call not far away.

The eyebrows of the day are dark and thick, and the peaks of the eyebrows are particularly sharp, and they like to frown closely, so they have a particularly powerful look at first glance.

At this moment, half of him was hidden under the street lamp, and his face was mostly covered by the shadow of the night, but he appeared to be approachable.

However, the combination of a young man with a locomotive plus 185 cannot be soft enough.

"Call again when you arrive." Ji Fanyin hung up mercilessly, seeing that there were still three minutes to the hour, and he was ready to wait for three minutes.

After being cut off by her unilaterally, Ji Fanyin found that Bai Zhou did not immediately turn upstairs, but stared at the phone for a while, and then continued to wait on the locomotive.

After waiting twenty seconds, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch.

Ji Fanyin: "..." This is how much trauma the soul has suffered, and how much it needs Ji Xinxin's comfort. It really takes seconds.

After another thirty seconds, the day looked at the watch again.

Then he stomped the ground with his heels unhappily.

Because this scene was so interesting, Ji Fanyin decided to watch it a little longer.

――If it doesn’t work, it’s not a big problem to delay the service end time.

A few minutes later, the day's cell phone rang.

The phone was clearly in his hand, but he hesitated for a moment before picking it up.

Ji Fanyin clearly heard him shouting "Sister".