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

"Besides, if you like me, it's even more dangerous." Ji Fanyin continued, "Because you like Ji Xinxin but can't get her, you hired me to act as her stand-in. Now you don't like her anymore. The transaction between you and me loses the need for existence."

Although you can make money if you continue, and you can continue to Zha Songshi's heart, it is too easy to blacken him.

There are two other reasons.

First of all, although Ji Fanyin did not deliberately domesticate Song Shiyu, Song Shiyu, who now admits that he has "transferred love", can be put back into Ji Xinxin's waters as a very lethal twenty-fifth boy.

Unlike Bai Zhou, Song Shiyu and Ji Xinxin hadn't broken their faces yet, and he could still compete with Ji Xinxin for a long time.

Secondly, let’s take what Song Shiyu said just now as the truth. Since his family began to blindly date him, he would not only do it once. There will be second and third times, men and women. The attitude towards blind dates is completely different. Maybe he was suddenly engaged to get married that day. Ji Fanyin felt that he didn't need to mess with him.

――It's better to say goodbye to a wave when you reap Song at the end.

Song Shiyu suddenly calmed down. He crossed his fingers and sat across from Ji Fanyin, and slowly said, "Aren't you just asking for money? I just need to give you money. Why do you care about me looking for you?"

Ji Fanyin is noncommittal.

In fact, the applet has been updated. Ji Fanyin only needs to log in to the background and delete Song Shiyu’s account directly.

Without the time-sensitive invitation interface she sent, even if Song Shiyu could find the last invitation from the chat history, he would never be able to log in to this small program platform again.

But to avoid a dog jumping over the wall, Ji Fanyin only looked down at his watch: "The time is almost here, do I still need to keep today's appointment?"

"Of course I keep it," Song Shiyu smiled, probably because his mood hasn't been adjusted yet, and he seems to be a little bit ridiculous. "Otherwise, let the day meet the autumn wind?"

Ji Fanyin felt that Song Shiyu had a lot of thoughts.

Even if Song Shiyu is leaving now and Bai Zhou suddenly appears, she will not play happily with Bai Zhou.

Although Bai Zhou's work content has been changed under the entrustment of Mrs. Bai, he will be the No. 1 Golden Leek in Tianzi in the future. Buy one for three and ten for thirty. No one is more resistant to cutting than him.

……but! Even if it is Tianzi No. 1 Golden Leek, Ji Fanyin is absolutely impossible to do for nothing!

She just wants to take one extra day of paid leave!

But since the client said so, Ji Fanyin had no choice but to work hard.

Yes, Ji Xinxin's status.

You see, this, although the customer’s current needs have changed, this project was designed for his previous needs. Now it suddenly becomes incompatible because of his own reasons. That must be his own consequences.

When the waiter came to order the order, his eyes were horrified and curious, and he ran away immediately after ordering. He probably felt that the two guests, the male and the female, were patients with split personality.

The two calmly finished their lunch at one o'clock in the afternoon. When they walked out of the restaurant, Ji Fanyin noticed that a group of people who were talking, laughing and laughing were very conspicuous on the other floor of the mall.

Among a group of western faces, the only difference among them is Ji Xinxin.

Song Shiyu was still paying the bill, and Ji Fanyin stood at the entrance of the restaurant and looked at the opposite side with interest for a while.

She didn't worry that she would be discovered by Ji Xinxin.

Song Shiyu was destined to be pulled out of the basin, but Ji Fanyin hoped that Ji Xinxin could see her.

――Think about it, Ji Xinxin's battle line is almost destroyed without knowing it, how about letting her know from Song Shiyu?

"What are you looking at?" Song Shiyu came up from behind.

"There," Ji Fanyin pointed, "There are so many foreign friends, are they traveling in groups? They all look young."

Song Shiyu glanced in the direction she was pointing, and his expression instantly condensed.

Of course he could also see Ji Xinxin at a glance.

Ji Fanyin pressed down the nasty smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked purely: "Shiyu, I kind of want to drink milk tea, shall we go to the next door to buy it?"

Song Shiyu looked down at her: "Do you really want to go?"

"Yes." Ji Fanyin thought about what to drink, "Drink succulent grapes."

Song Shiyu was silent for a few seconds, and really took her to the direction of the milk tea shop.

This part of the mall is an irregular, nearly oval shape, and the middle part is a huge hollow, so people on both sides can look at each other.

But people come and go, and most people don't bother to see who is on the opposite side.

Ji Xinxin can be seen, because Ji Fanyin is boring to look around, and the foreign students around Ji Xinxin are too conspicuous.

Who was passing by them, staring at him curiously?

Ji Xinxin was surrounded by more than a dozen foreign students to act as an interpreter, and there was no time for him to take care of him until Ji Fanyin got the cold fruit tea, and a group of them were still standing in the same position as they were talking.

It seems that I didn't find it here.

With a little regret, Ji Fanyin sucked Succulent Grapes and left with Song Shiyu.

...

Ji Xinxin suddenly felt as if two familiar figures walked past the upper floor opposite.

Her attention was drawn immediately.

But there was no one there, as if the familiarity just now was just her illusion.

Ji Xinxin was taken aback for a moment.

"What did you see?" asked Leon, who was tall and guarded like a knight beside her.

Ji Xinxin shook her head questioningly: "Maybe it's a mistake. I thought there was someone I knew over there."

"Upstairs over there?" Leon pointed to the location she just looked at. "I also saw a girl who looked a little like you, and with her there was a man in a suit."

"Like me? Did you see the girl's face?" Ji Xinxin snorted and asked immediately.

"No." Leon shook his head. "It's just that the back looks like you, so I paid more attention."

Ji Xinxin bit her lip and thought for a while, gestured to everyone for a while, took out her mobile phone and tried to make a call.

From what she knows so far, Bai Zhou and Song Shiyu must be related to Ji Fanyin - it can be seen from the video that went viral on the Internet.

In the daytime, he doesn't wear suits to stroll in the mall, so the biggest possibility is Song Shiyu.

Just make a phone call to Song Shiyu, and you should get confirmation soon.

Ji Xinxin thought this way, but the phone was automatically hung up after rang more than a dozen times.

Song Shiyu did not answer her call.

Ji Xinxin frowned and stared at the phone for a while, then tried Ji Fanyin's call again.

This time it is directly the prompt tone that the other party is busy and cannot be connected.

Ji Xinxin couldn't help becoming nervous.

She knew that Bai Zhou might betray her, but because she was too busy recently, she hadn't checked with Song Shiyu yet.

If even Song Shiyu fell to Ji Fanyin's side, how many powerful chess pieces are left in her hand?

Ji Xinxin lowered her head to calculate the trump card in her hand.

Ji's father and Ji's mother have visited, but Ji Fanyin has already taken him back.

Shirui has never actively contacted her since the last game event. Leon, the culprit, was standing next to her ignorantly.

Cen Xiangyang can believe but cannot believe it all.

Li Xiaoxing...Yes, the most important thing now is Li Xiaoxing.

Ji Xinxin took a deep breath and pressed Li Xiaoxing to the most important position on the chessboard.

With Li Xiaoxing's position, as long as he is willing to lend a helping hand, she will not lose to Ji Fanyin.

In fact, when it is time of last resort, it is okay to promise to associate with Li Xiaoxing and get married.

Apart from the disability of his legs, Li Xiaoxing is indeed an ideal marriage partner.

...

At nine o'clock in the evening, Ji Fanyin clocked in to get off work. Her countdown alarm seemed to have lost harm to Song Shiyu. The other party watched her turn off the alarm indifferently, and asked, "Who do you want to see tomorrow?"

"Customer privacy." Ji Fanyin answered without looking up, and opened the door directly, "Goodbye."

This time is really goodbye.

When Ji Fanyin got home, he went to the background of the mini program and blocked Song Shiyu's account directly, confirming that he would never have permission to log on to this platform again.

Then Bai Zhou called and asked Ji Fanyin without words: "Have you gotten home?"

"It's outside of service hours. Do you want me to work overtime?" Ji Fanyin asked lazily.

Bai Zhou immediately asked: "Can you still work overtime now? How do you charge the fee?"

"...No." Ji Fanyin flipped through the Coke from the refrigerator, "You haven't sent me the meeting place tomorrow."

Shiriu let out a bit disappointed, and said: "I'll pick you up, where do you live?"

"Don't come, I will go by myself." Ji Fanyin rejected him mercilessly.

"No matter, I'll come." Bai Zhou hummed and said, "A few months ago, when I found a private investigator, I knew which district you live in, but I haven't asked them to continue to check the specific address - I will be in the north of your district tomorrow. The door is waiting for you, just waiting outside, is this the head office? I paid for it!"

He finished speaking quickly, and hung up before Ji Fanyin could speak.

Ji Fanyin put his mobile phone aside and started thinking about his own moving problem again.

The house given by Bai Zhou's dad's mistress, because it was under the mistress's name before, Ji Fanyin always felt that he didn't want to live in it directly, so he entrusted them to sell it to an agent and planned to buy another set for self-occupation.

In the apartment I rent now, how does it feel that everyone already knows the house number?

When you meet tomorrow and the day, when the sky comes down, you can go directly to buy a house.

Ji Fanyin made a decision.

...

Shiriday put down the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he hung up fast enough. Isn't Ji Fanyin very professional? As long as he kills Ji Fanyin's phone and goes directly to the gate of her community tomorrow, everything will be fine.

...

Song Shiyu's car was still parked on the side of the road. He was dying with the applet. After clicking on it a dozen times, it showed [the platform is not accessible] before he confirmed that what Ji Fanyin said was true.

She really crossed herself off the client list.

Song Shiyu punched the steering wheel heavily and looked up in the direction of the gate of the community, his eyes deep as the sea.

After thinking for a while, he called Ji Xinxin, said he saw the missed call, and asked her what was wrong with him in the afternoon.

"It's nine o'clock, is work still so busy?" Ji Xinxin said regretfully, "I want to talk to you about my sister...if you want to listen."

Song Shiyu's hands were loosely resting on the steering wheel. He was still staring at the door of the deserted community, his face was expressionless, but his voice was as gentle and polite as ever: "What is it related to her?"

"It has something to do with you, can you guess if you can?" Ji Xinxin asked half-jokingly.

"I can't guess." Song Shiyu said, "I will meet tomorrow for a detailed discussion? Can the discussion be finished before ten o'clock?"

"Okay, I can get up early." Ji Xinxin asked, "Do you have anything to do at ten?"

Song Shiyu chuckled, "I'm going to a place before eleven o'clock."

...

Ji Xinxin and Song Shi met and said goodbye. After thinking for a moment, they went downstairs to find Mother Ji who was knitting a sweater: "Mom, do you still remember the address of your sister? Can you tell me?"

"Are you going to find your sister?" Mother Ji looked worried. "She is very grumpy now. Your father and I didn't say good things in the past. You couldn't say anything to her in the past. Do you want to bring someone with you? How about calling Xiao Song together?"

"No, my sister won't bully me." Ji Xinxin said sweetly, "We are sisters, how can there be overnight hatred. I will go to see my sister tomorrow and chat with her, maybe I can persuade her. ."

Ji's mother had no choice but to send the address to Ji Xinxin, then babbled a bunch of exhortations, and finally asked: "When are you going tomorrow?"

"I have something in the morning, and I will be free after ten o'clock," Ji Xinxin smiled, "just go and ask my sister if I want to have lunch together."