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

Even if the students are extremely smart and trust you, being a teacher is still a bit tiring.

What's more, the knowledge taught is still idealism. When there are no rules and rules to follow, the teaching work is somewhat time-consuming.

After Ji Fanyin explained the main points and reasons to Li Xiaoxing, he conducted a set of drills with him.

Oh yes, because the double is a service other than teaching, so you have to add more money.

I ate a dinner for nearly three hours, and it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

It was supposed to be off work. When Ji Fanyin felt that the countdown of his cell phone was about to ring, the first thing that rang was the cell phone ringtone.

Ji Fanyin glanced at the name on the screen and chose to refuse.

Then came the alarm to get off work.

Ji Fanyin turned it off at the same time and smiled at Li Xiaoxing: "Sorry, it's another customer. I have something to do tomorrow, and it's almost time to go back to the hotel."

"Tomorrow?" Li Xiaoxing, who was sorting out his thoughts, looked up at her, "I will pay the highest price, so you can stay for another day."

"That one is also the highest price." Ji Fanyin refused Li Xiaoxing without hesitation.

Doing business also requires honesty, right?

Since Ji Fanyin had set the rules herself, she had to abide by them.

"I don't think it's enough to cover everything." Li Xiaoxing shook his head, "Is there anything lacking."

"You have done well, I believe Ji Xinxin will be moved for you." Ji Fanyin stood up and said.

Li Xiaoxing still frowned, and seemed unable to accept the understatement of comfort.

So Ji Fanyin said again: "After taking such a long class, do you still believe in my abilities?"

Li Xiaoxing was silent for a while, this time as if finally accepting her statement, he nodded slightly: "I will contact you if I have any questions."

Li Xiaoxing manages everything every day. Of course, there are official duties to be handled after dinner. Ji Fanyin who got off work is different. She returned to the five-star hotel that Fantzhuo booked in advance and was in the same five-star hotel as Li Xiaoxing. , But it parted ways with Li Xiaoxing in the lobby.

Ji Fanyin came with his suitcase to spend the night.

In the evening, rush to the airport, fly back to China, and then rush home to wash up. I don’t know what time it is or how much time it will take on the road. It’s better to sleep well, get up early tomorrow, eat breakfast from a five-star hotel and then go to the airport. .

Tomorrow is going to have a battle with Song Shiyu's silly fork who is trying to pedal three boats. You must first regenerate your energy and prepare for the battle.

There was everything in the suite booked by Fan Te, when Ji Fanyin returned to the room and was about to call Song Shiyu, who had just called, to ask what was going on, Zhang Ning's transnational phone rushed in first.

"Baby, tell me honestly, did you sell yourself to the Bai family to be their daughter-in-law?" Zhang Ning asked gravely, "Meng didn't always want to poke you out of our studio by spending money?"

"I saw her today. How could it be possible to sell yourself." Ji Fanyin laughed off his high heels to change slippers, and asked lazily, "Did she wave a check at you?"

Zhang Ning said a lot of things emotionally.

Ji Fanyin brushed his teeth while listening, and summarized Zhang Ning's long speech: Mrs. Bai waved a check.

This is probably also a way for her to show her sincerity, just like that mistress's wealthy "however you earn, I will double it for you".

But Ji Fanyin did feel that he could achieve Mrs. Bai's hope.

Didn’t Mrs. Bai think that her son should no longer fall into the hands of any woman?

In fact, it's very simple, and there is no need for anyone to cheat Dayu's feelings.

As long as the day becomes a mature and rational adult psychologically, and has a sound outlook on love, he will not fall into it head-on when facing true love or love scams.

——As long as he knows that he must respect people first and then be respected, and let him know what he has done wrong, this problem will not be solved.

A good child only needs to teach him a meal, and there is no need to teach him to be a different kind of "I am not interested in women".

And to do the above, only need to add a few more harmless patches to Ji Fanyin's original plan.

Ji Fanyin said that soeasy, the money is also made with peace of mind.

The exchange of interests proposed by Mrs. Bai actually has two parts.

The first part is centered on Bai Zhou's view of love, and the second part is the battle for wealthy wealth and double agents that Ji Fanyin was looking forward to at the time.

Mrs. Bai is rich and wealthy, not only let Ji Fanyin directly accept the house given by his mistress, but also generously said, "I will pay as much as she pays."

All of a sudden, the hourly wage earned from the daytime was reasonably tripled.

Ji Fanyin originally wanted to reject "this is not good" at the time, but Mrs. Bai's "this is all small money" momentum made her directly cross out this refusal.

For Mrs. Bai, this is probably really just a small amount of money.

When Zhang Ning finished talking, Ji Fanyin was already lying on the sofa and reading a magazine. She calmly calmed Zhang Ning: "Don't worry, I didn't sell myself, I just talked to her very happily, she suddenly knew Zhu invests in us, which is a good thing."

"...Ji Fanyin, can you hear you talking by yourself?" Zhang Ning asked calmly, "the possibility of having a good chat with her the second time I see her is so small, let's not mention why on earth are you here today? Meet her?"

Ji Fanyin thought for a while and said mysteriously: "It's a coincidence."

The mistress of Father Bai hadn't realized that she had been sold.

Ji Fanyin, who was holding a large meal of different people in his hand, flipped through the magazine, hiding his merits and fame deeply.

"I know you are smart, but don't lose yourself." Zhang Ning finally said in an uneasy voice on the phone, "We will have a long time to come, and money can be earned slowly, and there is no shortage of money."

Ji Fanyin hung up when she answered, and went to check [The Temptation of Going Home].

Sure enough, after receiving this investment, her progress bar jumped up again.

Probably because the studio was jointly invested by the three, Ji Fanyin only divided more than one billion, and he didn't know the geometry of the calculation method.

Counted with the house of the former mistress, it was exactly three hundred million.

The previous 800 million progress bar swished past the 1.2 billion mark.

This is still a movie that hasn't been made and released now.

Ji Fanyin has the final say. This year the studio has invested in six films, three of which are the main producers. Next year should be a bumper year.

This year, I'm just doing the paving work, so don't worry.

After reading the APP, Ji Fanyin washed and went to bed, and almost forgot to call Song Shi back.

Having changed her pajamas and lay down on the bed, she looked at her mobile phone and became lazy.

Song Shiyu didn't make another phone call, it certainly didn't matter.

Well, ignore him.

Ji Fanyin safely turned off the lights and closed his eyes, preparing to eat the famous free breakfast buffet in the hotel tomorrow morning.

...

Song Shiyu attended a dinner with his parents and married the son of a friend of his parents' generation.

Whether it's about career or appearance, the "son of someone else's family" should have been Song Shiyu.

But on this occasion, he was naturally at a disadvantage.

――Song Shiyu is unmarried.

Not only is she unmarried, but she has no girlfriends.

The wedding banquet is also a social occasion, and after drinking the three rounds of the table, he starts to move around. Song Shiyu has no choice but to socialize with his elders and drink a few sips of wine.

And Song Shiyu's drinking volume is actually like that.

His father didn't know how to drink, his mother could only drink red wine. No matter how hard Song Shiyu tried, he would reach the level of ordinary people's alcohol.

And the wedding banquet in this family used 50 liquor again.

The elders only came for three waves, and Song Shiyu was already a little dizzy and his face flushed.

Mother Song was still beside her and asked enthusiastically, "Why is she blushing? Was that girl not bad just now?"

Song Shiyu waved his hand, pretending not to hear clearly, holding his head, pretending to be incapable of drinking.

But Mother Song immediately found the opportunity and called a few people of the same age as Song Shiyu to come over and let them help Song Shiyu to talk and play with the young people.

Song Shiyu felt that both sides were hell, but he chose not to be forced into marriage.

He has long-standing prestige among his peers and will not be easily forced into marriage.

Several cousins ​​picked up Song Shiyu and took them away from the elders. After a few tables, someone secretly asked, "Do you think Song Shiyu is really drunk? I kind of want to do something wrong... "

Song Shiyu pulled his hand back from the man's shoulder and smiled politely at him.

The brothers looked at each other, and finally smiled, under the influence of alcohol, they dared to push Song Shiyu to a table crowded with young people.

This group of young people who have nothing to do but are not allowed to leave early by their parents are playing Truth or Dare.

Song Shiyu, who was a little weak in his hands and feet, was almost pushed into an empty seat by a few people.

Then someone shouted: "I brought Song Shiyu here! A new round!"

Song Shiyu: "..."

The person next to him quickly explained the rules of the game: "There are forty dice in this ashtray. You say a number, shake it, pick out the dice you said that number, and pass it clockwise to the next person. If none of the dice is the number you said, you have to accept the punishment of the truth or the big risk."

After the man whispered and said, he was ready to pass the ashtray directly to the person on Song Shiyu's left.

Song Shiyu directly pinched the ashtray halfway.

――There are sixteen people sitting around the table, and the more you get to the back, the easier it is to be punished. It's too obvious that you want him to be the last one.

Song Shiyu loosened his tie and smiled gently: "The first time I play, start with me. If you make a mistake of the rules, you can tell me in time."

He picked a number casually: "Three."

Then he shook the ashtray that was oddly shaped and I didn't know where to find it.

Of the forty dice, eight "threes" face up.

Song Shiyu picked out the eight dice and put them on the table. The ashtray changed hands and handed it to the next person: "Is it that way?"

Everyone was a little unwilling to nod their heads and said yes, and proceeded the game.

But sometimes things are just such a coincidence.

The other fifteen players on the table passed the test of the dice goddess without any risk, even the person who just explained the rules to Song Shiyu.

The man sighed, yelling "Ou Shen Poss!" and took away the only "six".

Then, he eagerly handed the ashtray with only one dice to Song Shiyu.

Song Shiyu took a look.

The odds are one in six.

"One." He said, shaking the ashtray with a beautiful motion with his wrist.

Immediately someone craned their necks and announced the answer loudly: "--It's two!"

The whole table boiled suddenly.

"The truth is still a big adventure!"

"It must be a big adventure! What if he doesn't tell the truth!"

Someone directly photographed a stack of punishment cards in front of Song Shiyu: "Choose one!"

"Choose one! Choose one!" The crowd roared.

Song Shiyu didn't intend to succumb to the bill under the full view of the public, but his drunkenness seemed to be even higher than before. He slid his head and randomly drew a card from the card pile, and squinted at the content on it.

"--Oh, it's calling someone you like to confess!...Eh, wait, this is not fun, everyone doesn't know who it is."

"That has to be played, this is the rule of the game!"

"Fighting, beating, must be beating, not beating is not human."

Song Shiyu was forced by the crowd to take out the phone. He clicked on the address book and scrolled down to the paragraph "J", and pointed a name with his finger without hesitation.

The call was immediately dialed.

Someone next to him shouted: "Press the wrong button and press the wrong button! Ji Xinxin needs the next name!"

Song Shiyu abruptly woke up from a drowsy state. He was about to hang up the call and saw that the call had been automatically rejected by the other side.

"This has to be hit again. You just clicked on the wrong brother. It doesn't count—you got the wrong name, right?"

Song Shiyu lowered his eyes and didn't answer. He didn't say a word for a long time before pressing Ji Xinxin's name.