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

After arriving home, the first thing Ji Fanyin did was to take the documents on the coffee table out of the bag and check it again.

She is not a professional lawyer, so she can only glance at the contents of this document. It is indeed a housing donation agreement as the other party said.

At first glance, there is no problem, but Ji Fanyin does not intend to accept the money.

This is more than a billion, she can earn it back in other ways.

Even if Ji Fanyin works in this gray area, he will never break up other people's marriages and love relationships.

Of course she would not help a mistress and her illegitimate child take the lead.

It would be nice to use this opportunity to make a fortune in turn.

Before turning off the lights and going to bed after washing, Ji Fanyin clicked on the small green program to check his schedule for tomorrow.

Because the applet can automatically confirm the itinerary when it was introduced in the last update, and automatically refund the difference after adjusting the itinerary, customer fights belong to the customer. Ji Fanyin does not pay attention to the process, but only looks at the results.

――Even if she doesn't go out to act as a stand-in, she still has an entire film and television screenwriter studio that needs to be busy.

The day after tomorrow is the day when Ji Xinxin returns to China.

But as soon as Ji Fanyin opened the small program, the day after tomorrow's itinerary was completely occupied by Song Shiyu from eleven o'clock to nine o'clock in the evening.

Ji Fanyin looked at the bidding records and found that it was directly the highest price. He tried to bid eleven times later in the daytime, but was rejected by the system on the grounds of “out of range”.

Then the day after tomorrow is ten times the daytime appointment.

Ji Fanyin stared at the eleven-fold bid failure record, and felt that the economic potential of Daylight was really great.

If Bai Tian can really sell eleven times, maybe Song Shiyu will not hesitate to go up with him all the way up, just like some auctions that have been sold at sky-high prices because of their qi.

Ji Fanyin stared at the applet for a while, as if it was green with a special meaning.

Hmm...Don't cut too hard.

Mrs. Bai doesn't seem to be an easy character, and Ji Fanyin doesn't want to play against her, so she will not continue to destroy her son in the near future.

Let's keep the ten-fold cap for now.

Ji Fanyin felt that it was too conscientious to do business.

...

Getting up early the next day, the first thing Ji Fanyin did was to send the house gift document to the company address that Mrs. Bai said yesterday.

Of course, before sending the originals away, Ji Fanyin did not forget to scan a copy by himself.

Originally, even with Ji Xinxin's relationship, Mrs. Bai wouldn't necessarily care what gifts such a small character Ji Fanyin gave.

But yesterday’s party was also there during the day, which is different.

Ji Fanyin also spent time and day saying a few more words about this.

As long as Mrs. White receives the documents, she will definitely take action.

After handing over the documents to the delivery staff in the same city, Ji Fanyin slowly did a set of yoga before having breakfast.

――She is no longer someone who needs to get up early to work!

At noon, a call came to Ji Fanyin's cell phone.

It was Mrs. Bai's secretary. He asked: "Meng always wants to have dinner with you. When is it convenient for Miss Ji?"

The tone sounds very polite.

Mrs. Bai's surname is Meng. Although she is a female, her name is thunderous in the business world. Most people will feel wealthy even if they just squeeze forward to take a look, let alone be invited by her to meet for dinner.

But Ji Fanyin, who had foreseen this scene a long time ago, was very calm and even turned away from the guest: "I will have about an hour and a half next, and then I will go to Japan. May I see you right now?"

"Meng's itinerary is very full, making temporary changes more difficult." The secretary declined.

Ji Fanyin said that he was also very sorry: "That's too unfortunate. I don't have time from this afternoon until the day after tomorrow."

Busy business.

Today is Li Xiaoxing, tomorrow is Song Shiyu, and the day after tomorrow is daytime.

Starting tomorrow, Ji Xinxin has to be taken into consideration.

The experienced secretary was silent for a moment: "Please wait for two minutes and don't hang up, can you?"

Of course, Ji Fanyin was not in a hurry for these two minutes, but the attitude of the secretary alone made her get up with confidence and get the key and bag.

If it cannot be adjusted, it will simply be rejected.

Asking for instructions has implicitly represented Mrs. Bai's inclination.

Ji Fanyin walked to the door and put on his shoes unhurriedly. When he went out, the secretary's voice rang in the earpiece again: "Hello, Miss Ji, President Meng has postponed the original arrangement. The meeting will be held downstairs in the company. Square, how long will it take you to come here?"

Ji Fanyin, who was already walking towards the elevator, estimated the time: "It will arrive in about thirty minutes."

The secretary's voice was calm and polite: "Okay, then I will send you the address of the restaurant."

After Ji Fanyin hung up the phone, he received the text message almost within a few seconds, and called a car according to the above address.

While brushing the Moments in the car, she also saw the daylight drying in her kitchen, where the dazzling array of vegetables, meat, poultry and eggs slowed down, and she looked like "I am going to be a little master".

But Ji Fanyin couldn't be more clear that Bai Zhou had no cooking skills.

Ji Fanyin himself completely forbids any possibility of entering the kitchen during the day. It is the biggest concession to let him wash the vegetables and serve the dishes with a sense of participation.

Although Song Shiyu was not good at cooking, he was not as good as daylight.

...Li Xiaoxing's leg, it should be better to go for cooking skills.

Thinking of Ji Fanyin, he also posted to Moments slowly.

[Don’t ask if you are here or not: cooking is not a skill exclusively for women. I think contemporary men should learn more how to cook, which will help their lives. 】

It took less than a minute to send it out, and Zhang Ning and Chen Yunsheng praised them in seconds, as if one didn't need to go to class and the other didn't need to work, living directly in the circle of friends.

After a while, the taciturn engineer 996 also silently gave a thumbs up.

Ji Fanyin: "..."

A college student in a dormitory, a strong lady who doesn't touch Yang Chunshui with her fingers, and an engineer who still needs time to make extra money in 996. You three can cook or something?

The day was held back for twenty minutes, and couldn't help but send a message: [What do you mean? Do you connotate me? 】

Ji Fanyin replied politely: [Please do not check in. 】

The day's fire is throbbing: [You wait! I will send you the finished product after I finish it! 】

Ji Fanyin feels that the finished product is unlikely to be finished. I am afraid I don't even know the common sense that we need to put oil when making a hand cake.

Suffering those innocent ingredients can only be wasted.

But thinking that he was on the **** road to meet Bai Zhou, but Bai Zhou was messaging her ignorantly, Ji Fanyin felt that the scene was a little bit happy.

In fact, Dayan will grow into his current character, and family factors cannot be ignored.

A life lacking love may never be cured, but the Bai parents don’t seem to understand this.

Mrs. Bai directly booked this small-scale restaurant. The secretary waited not far from the entrance. When she saw Ji Fanyin, she bowed slightly: "Miss Ji, President Meng is waiting for you inside."

Ji Fanyin walked in.

When I saw Madam Bai sitting elegantly at the table again, even Ji Fanyin couldn't help but feel that there is really no one in this world.

A glorious family background, extraordinary ability and vision, an excellent and handsome son, an appearance that is one and a half younger than his peers... but I don't know how to get along with my son.

Mrs. Bai raised her head when she heard the footsteps. She glanced at Ji Fanyin lightly and motioned to the opposite seat: "Sit down."

The voice seemed to be fluttering and unwilling to waste a little more energy, but the tone was beyond doubt, a bit like treating his subordinates.

Of course, a business giant like her is unlikely to be soft.

But after sending out the gift document and receiving Mrs. Bai’s active invitation, Ji Fanyin was already naturally in an advantageous position. She didn’t mind Mrs. Bai’s tone, and sat down calmly: “Hello. I apologize. It seems that you have already received it."

Mrs. Bai said calmly: "Why my son spends more money recently than before, I already know. You and your sister's methods make me a little bit unable to be sure who is doing more..."

She paused before continuing.

"...I'll be more pointed out."

Ji Fanyin smiled: "I haven't considered this kind of thing."

Ji Xinxin once asked if Ji Fanyin felt that she was more noble.

To be honest, Ji Fanyin doesn't think.

"But even so, I have the right to choose what to do and what not to do." Ji Fanyin picked up the transparent kettle on the table and poured himself a glass of lemonade. "The lady whose name I don’t remember came up to me and proposed it. Things I'm not happy to do."

"Although the house is not too expensive, it is pretty good based on your current income." Mrs. Bai remained unmoved, "You are just smart enough to get more benefits from me."

Ji Fanyin smiled: "I don't deny this, but even if you receive the documents I sent and decide not to see me or contact me, I will not cooperate with that person."

Most people should have had this experience in school.

When you find that the teacher has marked a wrong question on your exam paper, and your wrong answer has been misjudged as the correct answer, you should bravely go to the teacher and confess that the right choice is.

Because in most cases, the teacher will praise you for your honesty and ask you to keep your score on this question.

This is also a small opportunistic trick.

Ji Fanyin took a sip of water unhurriedly, waiting for Mrs. Bai's answer.

Madam Bai looked down and thought for a while as if in a dream, which took her about ten seconds.

Then she raised her head, took something from the seat beside her, put it on the table, and pushed it in front of Ji Fanyin.

"I think you can accept this gift," Mrs. Bai said in her special soft voice. "As far as I know, you are still living in a rental house and you don't have your own real estate under your name, right? ?"

Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows.

――Look, after sending out more than one billion, they just came back intact.

Madam Bai looked at Ji Fanyin's eyes, and she smiled in a very small arc: "Ji Fanyin, let me also mention an interest exchange that you like with you."

"You said." Ji Fanyin felt that the style of painting here might be about to switch from the Dog Blood Stand-in Theater to the Powers Seizing Theater.

Maybe she will be a double agent with her mistress. Although it's a bit troublesome, it's not impossible...

But what Mrs. Bai said is: "You are not the same as your sister. She will hold on to the daylight, but you will not. So can you please teach that child how to avoid the girl? "

...It seems different from the lines in imagination.

Ji Fanyin pondered for a moment to comprehend the meaning of Mrs. Bai's words.

She thought about it, and suddenly remembered that she had watched a costume drama in her early years. In order to force her own son to become a qualified prince and abandon unnecessary sympathy, the queen ruthlessly ordered her kind-hearted son to do it herself. Kill the kitten you raised.

What Mrs. Bai has to do is the same as that of the queen.

She wasn't going to go into the reasons why Shiu was planted in the hands of a woman and couldn't help herself, but she planned to simply let Shiu kowtow and leave a psychological shadow.

"As for he is now spending money to ask you to buy..." Mrs. White paused, as if looking for a suitable and non-piercing word, "The matter of time, you can go on, I won't interfere."

She looked at Ji Fanyin with a look like she was looking at a sharp edge in hand.

"As long as you can teach him lessons that he will never forget in his lifetime, I think the money is well spent."