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

Even if it is a hostile takeover, Li Mingyue thinks about it, but she feels nothing to worry about, not to mention Ji Fanyin, just Zhang Ning, she is not a fool.

The Bai family is indeed a big family, and the Zhang family is not vegetarian either.

"I know about this, don't worry about it." The Li family is still too busy with their own affairs, and there is no time to take care of others.

"Also," the assistant continued, "your brother also knows about it."

"So what?" Li Mingyue didn't look up.

The assistant swallowed: "He refused to go abroad."

Li Mingyue's movements stopped again.

She closed her eyes unbearably, and it took five or six seconds before she breathed out slowly.

The assistant dared not come out.

"Help me make a call to Fanter," she said.

"Yes."

"And Ji Xinxin," Li Mingyue called to her, "If she can't help, let her go back to school. How long have you asked for leave?"

"Yes." The assistant wiped the sweat and walked away quickly.

Li Mingyue simply left the keyboard with both hands and leaned on the chair, closing his eyes and resting for a while, feeling tired.

...

The culprit of this series of incidents, Bai Zhengye, was actually not for hostile takeover at the beginning.

Of course, the posture of spending money in the daytime for nearly half a year cannot be hidden from his family...or, this retaliatory consumption is not intended to be hidden from the family at all.

Bai Zhengye heard a lot from his secretary, but then he thought about it as a long period of rebellion for his son. As long as he doesn't touch the high-voltage red line, there is nothing wrong, so he has nothing to do except let the secretary stare. Take care of him.

Bai Zhengye felt that when he was young, he was playing more madly than Bai Zhou. As his son, Bai Zhou was also a son of his father's inheritance.

But even though he himself thought so, the people around him thought differently.

For example, when Bai Zhengye occasionally complains when he meets his mistress, the mistress gently expresses his worry about the heir.

Although Bai Zhengye had an illegitimate child, he didn't plan to quarrel with the Meng family, so he didn't plan to change heirs.

Of course, he was holding the thought of the emperor in ancient times in his heart.

――There is a prince, and then other princes can get along with the prince again, and become a prince later to assist the new emperor in affairs.

So even if he and his wife agreed that heirs would not be changed, Bai Zhengye quietly sent his illegitimate son to meet Bai Zhou.

The result was very ugly. Bai Zhengye was fortunate that he was not there at the time, otherwise he would not be able to get off the stage.

But he felt that this was because his son was still young, and he would understand later.

Man, who doesn't have a flag fluttering outside.

The boy by the day didn't like this for a while, and he liked that for a while.

Bai Zhengye went to Lake City completely by accident.

An important meeting ended early, he had a day and a half more time, and Lake City happened to be nearby.

Thinking that his son hadn't called himself for more than half a year, Bai Zhengye unexpectedly asked his secretary to take him to the apartment in the daytime.

Of course, the big secret knows well. The contact information of the guardian of the day school is written in the names of him and Mrs. Bai's assistant.

When Bai Zhengye reached the downstairs of Bai Zhou's house all the way, he happened to see Bai Zhou, who was so drunk, being helped by a man from the car.

He tutted twice and asked, "Who is that?"

The secretary glanced twice, and the answer was fluent: "It's a staff member in the studio where the young master just started his internship. The surname is Shen."

"He also went for an internship?" Bai Zhengye touched his chin, feeling pleasantly surprised. "This is a good thing. Then in another year or a half, let him go back to Yandu for an internship and tell the school. , The university will not go."

The secretary responded.

"It's just that you can't drink so drunk. It's okay to be a man, but it's drunk and not decent." Bai Zhengye shook his head, tidyed up his suit, opened the car door and walked towards Bai Zhou and Shen Qi.

The moment the car door opened, Bai Zhengye always felt that Shen Qi seemed to look at him, not knowing if it was an illusion.

When Bai Zhengye approached, Shen Qi first stopped to say hello: "Mr. Bai."

Bai Zhengye glanced at him sternly: "Do you know me?"

"Yes." Shen Qi replied blankly, putting Shiru on him, "Then your son will be handed over to you."

Bai Zhengye has never had the experience of being thrown directly into his arms by a big man, and a little hurriedly helped his son who was already taller than him, and smelled the smell of hot pot all over him.

"The person has arrived, so I will leave first." Shen Qi nodded towards the two of them, and then really left, like a machine with no emotions.

Bai Zhengye frowned and asked the secretary to come to help Dayu.

At this moment, Bai Zhou woke up in a daze. The first thing he saw was Bai Zhengye himself, and pushed him away without thinking about it.

Bai Zhengye was almost pushed into a stagger, and immediately scolded with a cold face: "Drunk into this way, you don't even know his own father!"

Shiru squinted his eyes and scanned him, and then moved into the apartment building blindly.

Bai Zhengye followed him anxiously: "What is your attitude? Do you know whose money you are spending now?"

"My mother's." Shishi pierced him coldly.

Bai Zhengye was upset with anger: "Now you are even closer to your mother, right? Huh?"

"At least she didn't bring the wild species to me."

Bai Zhengye almost raised his hand to give Dayu a slap - he did that too, if it wasn't for Dayu to grab his already raised palm.

Then Bai Zhengye found to his astonishment that his son was actually stronger than himself.

"It must be nothing good for you to come to me." Bai Zhou sneered, "if you have anything to scold, just scold it."

"I just have time to see you!" No matter how personable Bai Zhengye is, he can't sustain himself in front of his rebellious son. Came here to see you, you really made yourself so muddy that you couldn't support the wall!"

Bai Tian's reaction seemed to be half a beat slow, and he waited for Bai Zhengye to finish speaking before grabbing a title in the middle of his words: "Mom?"

Bai Zhengye choked, then after a moment of guilty conscience, he was justified and confident: "Have you not seen it?"

Bai Zhou sneered: "Did I say to recognize her? Did the law recognize it? And you came to see me specially? A person I can only see on the news for more than a year said to come and see me? I thought I didn't. Dad."

The secretary interrupted the escalation of the fighting between the two at the right time: "Second, the elevator is here."

Bai Zhengye shook off Bai Zhengye and strode into the elevator: "Don't follow, I'm going to sleep."

After the elevator door was closed, Bai Zhengye asked his secretary faintly: "It's been more than a year?"

Secretary: "Do you really want to ask?"

Bai Zhengye scratched his head: "Really..."

The secretary shook his head: "It's been more than two years."

Bai Zhengye: "..."

On the way back, Bai Zhengye rarely thought about how to apologize to his son.

He felt that based on his years of coaxing experience, he had to give a gift here.

"What do you think I can give to Shirhou?" Bai Zhengye asked the secretary for advice.

The secretary said tactfully: "I don't think it's a question of what the gift should be."

Bai Zhengye was immersed in his own brain circuit: "Did you just say that he is doing an internship now? Where is the internship? Show me the information."

The secretary skilfully checked and showed some of the public information directly to Bai Zhengye.

"A studio for film and television screenwriters?" Bai Zhengye glanced casually, thinking it was a trifle. "The first film produced has just been released... Well, the box office is not bad."

The secretary glanced at Bai Zhengye in the rearview mirror, and did not correct the fact that he might be one of the strong contenders for this year's box office championship.

"Let's do it," Bai Zhengye glanced cautiously, "I bought this studio and gave it to him, let him be his own boss, is this sincerity enough?"

The secretary lowered his eyes and thought for a while, still euphemistically: "Maybe you can consider something else?"

"What are you thinking about? Isn't this the internship he picked by himself!" Bai Zhengye waved his hand casually, "It's just a studio that hasn't been established for a long time. Go and prepare for the acquisition."

When he said so, the secretary had no choice but to respond.

"But when did this kid start to be interested in the entertainment industry..." Bai Zhengye muttered and looked at the information on the tablet. "Didn't he look down on celebrities and singers before, didn't he think he was an actor? "

When Bai Zhengye was playing celebrities in the Gossip Weekly, Bai Zhou also had a fight with him.

But that's all before the age of thirteen.

The rebellious period of the day came quickly, smelly and long, and Bai Zhengye chose to retreat and turn a blind eye.

Anyway, boys, even if you leave them alone, they will grow up.

Bai Zhengye didn't want to make the trouble of having an illegitimate child, but after his mistress became pregnant by accident, he told him that he was a daughter. Bai Zhengye thought that both children would be good, so she gave birth to her.

Who knows is still a son.

After birth, Bai Zhengye also raised one eye with one eye closed.

After leaving Lake City in the daytime, the father and son didn't seem to see each other much; on the contrary, they were illegitimate sons, and Bai Zhengye could see each other from time to time.

"When will you leave tomorrow?" Bai Zhengye asked suddenly.

"One p.m."

"That morning, let's go to the place where the kid is doing internship." Bai Zhengye said happily, "You call the person in charge over there. Before you go, don't let that kid know."

The secretary urged him tactfully for the third time: "I think you can think about it again."

"I'm going to see what's wrong with my son's work place!" Bai Zhengye felt that his behavior was reasonable. "Besides, the acquisition is about to be done soon. It is only natural to check it out first."

The secretary sighed silently: "I see."

He took a look at the names of the three founders, first excluded He Shen, a playmaker who didn't care, and then hovered between the other two names.

Then he also crossed out Ji Fanyin, who was obviously an untimely bomb, called Zhang Ning, and said the matter briefly.

Zhang Ning answered politely, changed hands and told Ji Fanyin the matter.

"His dad Baizhou?" Ji Fanyin, who was about to go to bed, felt that being able to receive such a call before going to bed would be quite varied. "What does he want?"

"I listened to the tone to visit my son's internship company," Zhang Ning snorted, "but I have heard a lot of his operations, and I think maybe I want to buy our studio for daytime play."

Ji Fanyin thought about Zhang Ning's itinerary: "Are you away tomorrow?"

"I'm afraid it won't work in the morning."

"Then I will see him." Ji Fanyin said.

Zhang Ning didn't talk too much nonsense, and directly responded, "Okay, then you should be careful. It really can't be done. If you pull the day out to block the eye of the gun, his dad won't be too much."

The secretary didn't expect Zhang Ning to play this Tiaohulishan with herself. After going to the studio with Bai Zhengye the next day, she saw Ji Fanyin as the host, and she suffered from angina.

――Contacting Zhang Ning, isn't it just to avoid Bai Zhengye hitting this one head-on!

If Bai Zhengye makes a mistake in operation, the Bai family compound will catch fire first!

On the road, Bai Zhengye heard the secretary say that Zhang Ning also has a part in this studio, but it was not Zhang Ning who saw Zhang Ning. He was taken aback for a moment: "You are not from the Ji family..."

Ji Fanyin smiled slightly and introduced himself: "Hello Mr. Bai, my name is Ji Fanyin, one of the founders of this studio."

Bai Zhengye was stunned: "Twins."

"Yes." Ji Fanyin was not surprised that Bai Zhengye knew about Ji Xinxin.

Even if Bai Zhengye knew that she had dug more than one billion yuan from Bai Zhou, Ji Fanyin would not be surprised.

Rather, it is more surprising that Bai Zhengye doesn't know.

"What a coincidence?" Bai Zhengye shook hands with Ji Fanyin dismissively, "I want to come today..."

Before he could finish his words, the elevator a few steps behind them opened with a jingle, and Shiji, holding a motorcycle helmet, walked out of it with an expression of lack of sleep and wanted to hit someone.

Then as soon as Bai Zhou looked up, he saw the scene of his own father shaking hands with Ji Fanyin.

He was stunned for a moment, then his eyes burst into anger, three steps and two steps forward and clamped Bai Zhengye's wrist: "What are you doing here?"

"I can't come to see where you work for internship?" Bai Zhengye asked back.

"What do you care about me?" Bai Shiru sneered without sympathy, "I don't need your hypocrisy, don't disturb my life!"

Ji Fanyin looked at Bai Zhengye, and then at Bai Zhou, and put his hand back first.

She didn't take out the shield to block the bullet hole, so it rushed up by itself.

Ji Fanyin feels that Zhang Ning doesn't need to worry about what to buy or not.

Obviously, the sky is falling and there is also daylight.