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

Ji Xinxin stepped off the plane and stood beside the large carousel for claiming luggage before turning on her mobile phone at regular intervals, and directly switched her mobile phone to silent mode.

The moment there was a signal after turning on the phone, countless messages flooded her phone.

Most of the messages were to wish her a smooth journey, some asked if she had arrived, and another said that he was already in the parking lot and asked her to call when she arrived.

In fact, there are many candidates for picking up the airport, and there are also many people who offer to come, but this selection and conflict avoidance work is the most delicate part.

Ji Xinxin knew that she had been walking a very dangerous road in her life, and she would overturn if she was not careful, but for so many years, she had become accustomed to the feeling of wandering in danger.

-This kind of unstoppable sense of manipulation.

"What color is your suitcase?" asked the young man beside him who had just met on the plane.

Ji Xinxin looked up and smiled a little embarrassedly: "The pink one, I have a luggage tag that says "Fairy"."

"Let me help you. You are a girl and are not very good at carrying heavy objects." The young man immediately offered himself.

Ji Xinxin was accustomed to being treated so courteously by others, she smiled sweetly: "Thank you, I almost bumped the box on my foot when I checked it."

The other side waved his hands red and red: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay to help the beautiful young lady."

"No, you are such a few good people who are willing to help others. Not everyone has your kindness." Ji Xinxin clamped her hair to her ears, "boys who can take care of others are very precious and sought-after now."

The young man's face turned redder, he coughed hard and turned his eyes away.

――To stir a man is simply the easiest thing in the world.

What's more, she still has such a blessed face, pure and splendid, who would dislike it if she saw it?

However, she had already mastered the other party's family situation in the small talk on the plane. She was an ordinary person in all aspects, and she was only handsome in appearance, so she didn't need to continue to develop with him afterwards.

After all, she is now different from before, and she already has a choice.

Ji Xinxin smiled, lowered his head and turned back to the news of a few more important contacts, leaving Shidai behind.

She knew that once he responded to Day's news, he would definitely not be able to call him right away.

But the problem is that Ji Xinxin chose Song Shiyu for the pick-up.

Her first choice was actually the unusually unusual Li Xiaoxing recently, but after implying that Li Xiaoxing’s flight arrival time, the other party did not respond, so Ji Xinxin had no choice but to settle for Song Shiyu.

"--Shiyu? I have arrived, waiting for my luggage, next to Exit 5." Ji Xinxin dialed Song Shiyu's phone, and she familiarly joked with Song Shiyu, "Are you still in the parking lot? But come to pick me up?"

Song Shiyu's voice was very low: "Xinxin, I have a meeting. Let the assistant pick you up. I'll wait in the car."

"Oh..." Ji Xinxin said disappointedly, "then you have a good meeting, see you later."

"It's cold outside, button up your jacket, and keep your hands warm." Song Shiyu urged.

"I know." Ji Xinxin hung up, and the anxiety that had started a few months ago resurfaced in her heart.

Song Shiyu should have been--he would definitely greet her at the exit!

The meeting cannot be more important than her.

"--Is that your suitcase?" the young man asked suddenly, pointing to the track.

Ji Xinxin, whose thoughts were interrupted, looked up: "Yeah, that's it."

The young man immediately stepped forward to help Ji Xinxin move down.

"Thank you, the person who picked me up is already outside, I'll leave first." Ji Xinxin smiled and waved to the young man, dragging his suitcase and leaving without giving him a chance to contact him.

When he reached the exit, Song Shiyu's assistant hadn't arrived yet, Ji Xinxin stood outside the railing and pondered for a while, then turned over the chat window in Dayu.

Originally, Ji Xinxin planned to call the daytime after she got home and talk quietly for a while, but now she has changed her mind.

Song Shiyu's assistant quickly rushed to exit No. 5, and he greeted Ji Xinxin: "Miss Ji, Mr. Song asked me to pick you up. Please go here-ah, let me take the luggage."

Ji Xinxin thanked him and asked, "How long does it take to go to the parking lot?"

"It will be there in about ten minutes, please take a little longer." The assistant respectfully respects.

Ji Xinxin slowly returned messages one by one with her mobile phone saying that she had disembarked, and when she was about to enter the parking lot, she opened the daylight window to inform him of safety.

Sure enough, Ji Xinxin only saw Song Shiyu's car, and he called on the phone during the day.

Ji Xinxin answered the phone with a smile, and opened the back door: "Didn’t you tell you that I’m here? Why did you call?

Is it? "

The voice of the day sounds like another night through: "Sister just arrived at the airport? How do you get home?"

"Of course someone will come to pick me up, so don't worry about it." Ji Xinxin got into the car, greeted Song Shiyu with a smile, and then talked on the phone, "It's you, with such a languid voice. Did you play games all night again?"

"You don't want me to pick you up." Shiraku grumbled and complained, "I have been playing games after eating last night."

"I also want to praise you, remember that you had dinner last night?" Ji Xinxin asked amusedly.

"It's not because of you--" When the day was over, the voice stopped abruptly. After a few seconds, he took the previous sentence in a little panic, "--You always told me to eat well!"

"Listen to this, other things I said to you, I don't see you take care of it." Ji Xinxin scolded softly.

She knew that Dayu would not be angry with her preaching.

That's a treatment that even the day's biological parents don't have.

Ji Xinxin especially likes this kind of superiority of being treated specially, and it is this kind of feeling that she frequently looks for in others.

Song Shiyu Bai Zhouli Xiaoxing or someone else... it was the same to Ji Xinxin.

While talking on the phone with Bai Zhou, Ji Xinxin kept watching Song Shiyu's reaction in the reflection in the car window next to her. ,

The street lights were dim, and she couldn't see clearly, only knowing that Song Shiyu raised his head and looked at her twice.

Say that you care, say that you don't care or don't care.

After coaxing the day to sleep, Ji Xinxin put down her phone and turned to Song Shiyu embarrassedly, and whispered an apology: "I'm sorry, Congee just happened to call. Is your meeting finished?"

Song Shiyu tilted his head and gestured for the wireless headset he was wearing on the other side. He smiled and said, "Not yet. But my side has always been closed, so don't worry."

"Have you been so busy with work these days?" Ji Xinxin sighed, she said distressedly, "I think you have dark circles under your eyes."

"It's not that serious. It's just a busy period of time recently. It will be fine after the Chinese New Year." Song Shiyu shook his head and said gently, "Look, I have at least time to pick you up."

“If I’m really busy, I don’t have to come over. I’ll just take a taxi myself.” Ji Xinxin paused and said, “I wanted to ask you when you are free to eat. Seeing you are so busy, I’m embarrassed to make an appointment. You are out."

"You make an appointment with me, of course you are free anytime." Song Shiyu smiled grumpily, "It's okay to be with you every day."

"It would be great if I could be together every day. I still have a lot of other things to be busy with. The school also left some schoolwork," Ji Xinxin said with a sigh, "but it should be fine to see two or three sides. Shiyu, where do you want to go?"

"There is a private art exhibition you would like, I will show you it?" Song Shiyu asked.

"Okay!" Ji Xinxin breathed a sigh of relief: This painter is not well-known. Song Shiyu would propose to take her there, and he must have paid attention to it in advance and prepared.

He is still very careful.

Maybe recently... is it really too busy at work?

"At work...Is there anything I can help?" Ji Xinxin asked softly, "I can ask my parents about them."

Song Shiyu smiled politely, and he reached out his hand to touch Ji Xinxin's hair: "I can carry it, and as soon as I see you today, I won't be tired at all."

Ji Xinxin leaned against Song Shiyu intimately and put her head on his shoulders: "I'm tired from sitting on the plane, and my neck hurts every time."

"Didn't I say to help you lift the first class?" Song Shiyu asked helplessly.

"You helped before, and you forgot to remind me this time! I can't take the initiative to find you." Ji Xinxin complained to him coquettishly, "but you are too busy at work, so forgive you."

"Well, my fault."

As she said, she subconsciously looked at her phone again: "Why hasn't my sister returned my yesterday's news..."

"...Ji Fanyin?" Song Shiyu asked.

Ji Xinxin didn’t notice the strange voice in Song Shiyu’s voice. She nodded and replied, “I told my sister about my flight yesterday, and just now I told her that I’ve landed, and she didn’t return to me... because she was busy. Anything else?"

When he finished saying "working on other things", Ji Xinxin was in a daze and heard the man beside him sneer slightly.

She looked up at Song Shiyu with a bit of astonishment: "Shiyu?"

Song Shiyu looked at her suspiciously: "What's the matter?"

……illusion?

Ji Xinxin shook her head and leaned back: "Actually, I have recently received calls from my parents about my sister. It seems that a cousin of mine said two or three months ago that he saw his sister go to a famous bar in the middle of the night, so Dad Mom is very worried about whether she has made any bad friends."

"Bar?" Song Shiyu asked.

"Yes, but I haven't been to it. I don't know what kind of bar it is. Maybe it's just a place for drinking. My parents are too fussy." Ji Xinxin sighed, "It's just that my sister doesn't have many friends. When I go to a bar, my family is always a little worried. I think I’ll talk to my sister if I have a chance this time. I don’t know if she would like to tell me about the recent events."

Song Shiyu hummed absently.

"About that bar, and the big change that my sister has recently made, do you know anything about Shiyu?" Ji Xinxin turned to ask him, "Because...didn't my sister like you? She will tell you about her, right?"

Song Shiyu’s gaze stagnated on the computer screen, and after a few seconds he turned to answer Ji Xinxin, his voice was a little helpless: "Sorry, Ji Fanyin and I have never seen each other after you went abroad. The situation...I don’t know much about it."

"Have you never seen it once?" Ji Xinxin asked in surprise.

Song Shiyu looked away, and he tapped the keyboard as if he was replying to someone: "Well, not once."