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

Cen Xiangyang's luck is not very good.

When he decided to call Ji Fanyin, Ji Fanyin happened to be playing games with Daylight.

Ji Fanyin felt that his pre-questionnaire was still not perfect, for example, Ji Xinxin's game level was not included.

When Ji Fanyin took Shijiu's trumpet to cut melons and vegetables for a round and ate chicken, Shiji was silent for a moment.

He said: "My sister's game level is not like this."

Ji Fanyin suddenly understood.

Being able to lay a chicken is also an important ability, otherwise how can customers experience the pleasure of carrying?

Ji Fanyin felt that this was a work error, so he decided to take all the time for this game...um...half to make up for the day.

It seems that Bai Zhou has suddenly changed from a current teenager to a game house. When he was called Ji Fanyin, the two of them were playing games and cooking at home. After the time was over, Ji Fanyin left.

It’s just that Ji Fanyin used to play games during the day and cook. Today, two people play games online together.

Ji Fanyin wondered whether he seemed to have become a cooking game to accompany him, or a special dish to accompany him to be rescued and protected by customers.

But as long as the customer pays, there is no problem.

It was another round of "Porridge, someone hit me", "Where are you?" "I don't know where this is." After the game is over, Ji Fanyin is preparing to go home with the garbage left over from cooking. Stopped by the day.

He has recently made an appointment immediately after each service ends. Ji Fanyin thinks it should be the same this time: "What's the matter?"

"...I want to go out for a trip and set off the day after tomorrow." Bai Zhou said.

Ji Fanyin asked "?" for a moment, and extracted two possible meanings from his words.

Either Shirishi means that he is leaving for a period of time without contacting her, or Shirishi is telling her to prepare for a business trip.

Business trip...too much trouble.

Ji Fanyin wanted to refuse.

"Going for a week, you accompany me." The day paused and emphasized, "Living in two rooms."

"No, I still have tropical fish in my house to feed every day." Ji Fanyin casually found a reason to refuse him.

Bai Zhou: "..." He stared at Ji Fanyin for a while, and said, "If you count twenty-four hours, five million a day, you don't need to spend a penny."

And Ji Fanyin began to seriously consider whether he would be targeted by Bai Zhou's family.

The posture of squandering during the day is a bit scary. There is absolutely no exaggeration to use the term "spending money like dirt".

"Don't they think that money is the most important thing?" Bai Shiru shrugged, "Since all they can give me is money, why don't I spend a little more. They don't feel sorry for these little money."

Ji Fanyin: "..." She bowed her head and settled, bargaining with Bai Zhou, "Eight million a day."

"Deal." Shiji didn't blink his eyes, "but the whole process must be kept confidential, and no one can let anyone know that you and I went to the same place."

"No problem." Ji Fanyin made a gesture and was about to go out. He glanced at the door and found that it seemed to be raining outside.

But the rain was not heavy, and she was just taking a taxi when she went out for a few steps.

Ji Fanyin picked up the trash and left. Shidai took a look and called her behind her back: "Hey, it's raining."

Ji Fanyin remembered that there was one more thing he hadn't ordered, and turned to tell him: "Yes, the bay window in the study is open, remember to close it."

"...I will send you back." Bai Shili bowed his head and held an umbrella at the door.

"No." Ji Fanyin waved his hand to refusal, and pressed the down button of the elevator, "I won't go home now."

Dayan's movements paused: "Where are you going?"

Ji Fanyin glanced at the time: "Hurry up."

It was enough to arrive at the place where Song Shi met in an hour.

With a "ding", the elevator arrived quickly.

Ji Fanyin walked into the elevator and waved his hand casually to say goodbye. Before he could respond, Ji Fanyin lowered his head and drove the phone to call for a car.

Ji Fanyin estimates that there are not many people living in this apartment building. Most of them are bought and left unused, otherwise the elevator cannot be in such a standby state all the time.

The property steward downstairs was already familiar with Ji Fanyin. Seeing her stepping out of the elevator, he immediately took an umbrella and went forward: "Are you going back?"

"Yeah." Ji Fanyin put away his phone and said thanks, "It doesn't matter, the car will be at the door."

"But you have to throw these away, right?" The housekeeper smiled and pointed to the plastic bags in Ji Fanyin's hand, "I will send you there and come back again, just a little bit of road."

The property's black umbrella is so big that it is more than enough to cover two people once opened, and Ji Fanyin's shoulders are not wet.

Waiting for the turnaround, the online car-hailing system was already waiting at the door with a double jump.

The housekeeper escorted Ji Fanyin to the car with an umbrella, and bowed slightly, "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Ji Fanyin thinks that the salary of this property is probably quite high.

Before closing the car door, Ji Fanyin seemed to glance upstairs in the apartment, always feeling as if there was a faint sight there, but he saw nothing.

The car slowly started to leave the high-end apartment, and Ji Fanyin was in the back seat leisurely checking the news that had just popped out of his mobile phone.

Since that trip to Dini, every time Bai Zhou saw Ji Fanyin, her first reaction was to turn off her mobile phone, and she even looked a little proud.

Probably the festival between Bai Zhou and Song Shiyu was really serious, and answering that phone call was enough to bear the hatred of Shi Zhou to this day.

Financial recommendations from the bank, reminders of new movies from the video app, a harassment call... the remaining one is Cen Xiangyang's call.

Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows and struck him back: "Director Cen."

"Busy?" Cen Xiangyang's voice sounded a little ambiguous, and there seemed to be a woman making a laugh in the background.

"It's a bit busy." Ji Fanyin said bluntly. "So can Director Cen make a long story short?"

"I've seen what you sent," Cen Xiangyang said frivolously. "Although I can't afford the money, I still have to see if the thing is worth the price. I have something to do tomorrow. How about seeing you the day after tomorrow? ?"

"No time the day after tomorrow."

"Friday?"

"No time on Friday."

"……weekend?"

"Nor on weekends," Ji Fanyin told him altogether, "I haven't been free in the last week. Why don't you wait for me to call and make an appointment?"

Cen Xiangyang paused and asked with a low smile, "Do you want to do this business? Ji Fanyin."

The last three words that bit her name were particularly vague, as if she didn't want to be heard by the person next to her. If it wasn't his own name, Ji Fanyin couldn't understand it.

Ji Fanyin looked at the retrograde street scene outside the window and asked calmly, "No, Cen Xiangyang, do you want to do this business?"

"Okay." Cen Xiangyang's voice was not angry. "I call you for the money and make an appointment in advance. Call me as soon as you're done. Isn't that okay?"

"I will send you the questionnaire later."

"……survey?"

"Yes. It is very important for future customer experience, please fill it out carefully."

Ji Fanyin felt that Cen Xiangyang was not a model customer at first glance, and he had to tell him twice about everything.

Otherwise, in the event of a customer complaint, although the right to interpret is in the hands of Party B, it is troublesome to handle the complaint.

Cen Xiangyang was a little unbelievable: "Do you still have a questionnaire?"

"Yes, very important, you will understand when you see it."

Facts speak louder than words. After hanging up the phone, Ji Fanyin sent the second wave of documents to Cen Xiangyang's mailbox.

Cen Xiangyang checked it quickly, and quickly returned her an ellipsis.

Ji Fanyin also replied to him: Please fill in carefully.

After replying to the email, Ji Fanyin pulled Cen Xiangyang to the customer to form the third member, switched the navigation and took a look, and there was still 28 minutes to the destination.

She leaned back on the back of the back seat and carefully recalled Cen Xiangyang's information.

Although his nature is hard to describe, Cen Xiangyang's talent can still be affirmed.

There have been many short and medium works that won awards during college. The first big movie after graduation was also an amazing success. It was sent to foreign film exhibitions and won the best newcomer film award.

But when Cen Xiangyang first insisted on studying in the director department, his family strongly opposed and even cut off his source of money.

Cen Xiangyang Tou Tie didn't subdue his family, he just made a career in the career of director, and now he is also preparing his first commercial film, which is favored by many investors.

Ji Fanyin actually thinks that he can invest in Cen Xiangyang's films.

After all, she still remembers Cen Xiangyang's big movie explosions.

The problem is that Cen Xiangyang is very hot now and may not be short of investors.

This is another story.

As for the character of this person, Ji Fanyin really analyzed it.

If the formation of Bai Zhou and Song Shiyu's personalities is somewhat related to the family environment, then Cen Xiangyang doesn't have any. He is born with a distorted personality.

Even his love itself is distorted and incomprehensible.

For example, when ordinary people see a beautiful flower blooming on the roadside, they may take a picture of it or water it, but Cen Xiangyang likes this flower and will uproot the flower and bring it home to plant. If the flower is because of him Cen Xiangyang will probably find the next flower he likes if he dies inadvertently with his brutal treatment.

I don't know what kind of mentality and posture Ji Xinxin uses to interact with this person?

Taming beasts is a stimulating and difficult job, but it is not something anyone can do.

Ji Fanyin was a little curious about the results of Cen Xiangyang's questionnaire survey.

Most of the questionnaires ask about customers’ impressions and expectations of Ji Xinxin. Ji Fanyin will combine the two to customize the interpretation.

When Cen Xiangyang's questionnaire is handed in, Ji Fanyin will know what kind of mask Ji Xinxin is wearing when facing Cen Xiangyang.

Ji Fanyin was thinking about such messy things in his mind, and opened his eyes when the navigation reminded her that the destination was nearby.

Song Shiyu had an appointment with her in a quiet bar on the first floor of a shopping mall, which was a bit of a literary atmosphere. The record player was playing music, and the lights were so dim that only the faces of her own table could be seen, which was extremely confidential.

No wonder Song Shiyu would choose here.

After reporting the table number, Ji Fanyin followed the waiter to find Song Shiyu who was drinking.

A woman in a long black dress with a backless was holding a wine glass and talking to him, and it seemed that the two shadows were almost sticking to each other.

"...I'm waiting for someone, I'm sorry." Song Shiyu politely rejected the other party, his gaze was just at the approaching Ji Fanyin, his expression relaxed, and he raised his hand to indicate to her, "Here."

Ji Fanyin walked closer and smiled and looked at the woman who was bent over and stuck to Song Shiyu's side: "There are many good men here, don't you want to change one? This man already has someone else in his heart."

The black dress woman curled up her lips: "Sorry, thought he was single... Then I won't bother you."

She picked up her cup and swayed away, and her gaze slid over Ji Fanyin's body meaningfully, with a fascinating gaze like licking with the tip of her tongue.

Observing the intention of the other party, Ji Fanyin wanted to laugh a little, but relied on professionalism to hold back.

"You are here." Song Shiyu subconsciously glanced at his watch, then frowned slightly, "...what were you doing just now?"

"Some trivial things, there was a traffic jam on the way here, am I late?" Ji Fanyin undertook the daytime affairs.

Song Shiyu only asked her for two hours this time, but the meat of mosquitoes is also meat. Ji Fanyin found out that she could just catch up with the game after calculating the time. He felt that it was better to go out twice than once, so he agreed to Song Shiyu's appointment.

She thought that Song Shiyu was going to say something, but two hours passed so plainly in the light of a drink.

It was not until Song Shiyu finished buying the order and Ji Fanyin stood up that he heard a question that seemed to have been brewing for a long time: "When did you like me?"

The countdown hasn't ringed yet.

Ji Fanyin thought and replied skillfully: "Probably because you have been by my side? Unconsciously, it seems that you have a different meaning to me than others, but at first I didn't think it was a liking. "

Song Shiyu picked up his coat, he quietly watched Ji Fanyin and didn't reply.

After the two looked at each other for ten seconds, Ji Fanyin's countdown rang.

She put away her sweet business smile, and when she reached out to close the countdown, Song Shiyu opened her mouth for the second time.

"--Ji Fanyin, when did you like me? Why do you like me?"

Ji Fanyin turned off the ringtone with a flick of her finger, and she glanced at Song Shiyu: "Do you care?"

Before Song Shiyu could answer, she took it on with a chuckle.

"But even if you know the answer, what's the point? It's a thing of the past that I like you."