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

To be honest, Ji Fanyin didn't want to choose one.

One is the Legal Café Reserve. Ji Fanyin can guess what he wants to say-isn't it just choosing one of two directions?

Either Cen Xiangyang stationed Ji Xinxin to threaten her; or Cen Xiangyang's crazy nerves were activated and he was ready to be a young man.

The other is a child with a pure temper. Ji Fanyin is convinced that what he is going to say should be of little importance.

Zhang Ning was talking to someone at the moment, and Ji Fanyin couldn't help pulling her over as a shield.

So she thought for a while and looked down at her watch: "It's time to go home and feed the tropical fish."

Day: "..."

Cen Xiangyang: "..."

This excuse was very perfunctory, saying it was "tropical fish", and the words in his eyes were "I don't care about you".

But Ji Fanyin made up his mind to go home, and was too lazy to join the dispute between Bai Zhou and Cen Xiangyang. Taking advantage of Zhang Ning's carelessness, he quietly walked towards the gate of the venue.

Immediately following footsteps from behind.

"Bai Zhou, go back." Ji Fanyin knew who it was without looking back.

"That director is also your client?" Bai Shiru followed her step by step, with questions one after another, "You still opened the film and television studio without telling everyone? You forgot where the money came from?"

"Decent work income." Ji Fanyin answered her calmly.

Her assets are now managed by a highly confidential professional financial management company, one-stop service, and will never cause any legal problems.

"...What about after that?"

"After what?"

He didn't speak for a long time in the day, as if it were difficult to speak, but he still followed Ji Fanyin until both of them arrived in the hotel lobby.

Unlike the indoor venue where sufficient heating is turned on, the temperature in the hall has dropped a lot. Although it is not as cold as outside, it is enough for people who have just come out of the heating to shrink their shoulders.

Bai Zhou frowned and looked around. Just as he was about to unbutton his suit, Ji Fanyin had gone to the hotel staff to pick up his coat.

She was wearing a halter burgundy evening dress standing in the air of more than ten degrees, the whole posture stretched and straight, without shivering, as if the surrounding cold air was going to give her a step back to avoid its sharpness.

After watching the day for a while, I couldn't help thinking in my heart: too much difference.

If it is Ji Xinxin, it should feel cold at this time.

He can also put his coat on her shoulders.

But Ji Fanyin, whether it was when she was not dealing with people in the past or now, Bai Tian didn't see her showing weakness to anyone, let alone anyone she relied on.

Even if everyone thought she was Song Shiyu's licking dog in private, Ji Fanyin didn't seem to have ever asked for help or relied on anyone.

Bai Shiru felt that such a woman was a bit scary.

The scary thing is that they can live well even if they are alone.

Wanting to show favor to them as a check and bargaining chip can only be a delusion.

Song Shiyu couldn't do it, the director just didn't do it, and Bai Zhou himself couldn't do it either.

Bai Zhou thinks and gets angry, he snorted coldly: "You used to like Song, his attitude towards you."

Couldn't Ji Fanyin be his current character earlier?

Then he wouldn't hate her cowardly for so long, maybe he could still be a good friend.

The surname Song must regret to death now. Dayu thought badly.

The hotel staff took Ji Fanyin's coat back and returned it. The latter draped it directly on his shoulders, and smiled after hearing the words: "By the day, you are afraid that you have forgotten how you treated me before."

Shirui was choked by this sentence and had nothing to say.

He really looked down on Ji Fanyin before, especially her self-defeating and resignation, especially when Ji Xinxin was around as a comparison.

Bai Zhou didn't even bother to extend a helping hand. He felt that Ji Fanyin couldn't support the wall with mud.

Ji Fanyin now slapped Bai Zhou in the face.

But Bai Zhou couldn't help feeling that there was Ji Fanyin's own fault.

If she can wake up and change early, the situation now will be different.

"I reminded you more than once, in the daytime," Ji Fanyin said flatly, "When I was with you, I was ‘Ji Xinxin’. If you feel that you are shaken now, then remember to remind yourself a little."

The day's eyes widened suddenly, and a kind of embarrassment was pierced by people's mind.

Once Ji Fanyin's "working hours" made a set of cryptic reminders instantly strung together into a set of revolving lanterns, which flashed in his mind.

She would ask "Do you know who I am" to remind him to distinguish between reality and illusion.

...Ji Fanyin knew his vacillation earlier than him.

She had already rejected him.

The blood all over the day rushed to the top of his head almost instantly, and immediately condensed into ice.

He is vaguely aware that his own mind is one thing, but if he doesn't say it, and Ji Fanyin doesn't point it out, it's another thing.

The day clenched his teeth and asked every word: "Remind what?"

Ji Fanyin said indifferently: "The person who fascinates you does not exist at all."

A real embarrassment surged from the bottom of the day's heart, it felt as if two punches hit his ribs directly, it was unbearable pain.

"I'm leaving now." Ji Fanyin nodded at him, his actions were polite and a little cold, like a stranger who happened to meet at a reception.

There is a question I want to ask during the day.

He wanted to ask, am I not qualified to like you?

I also want to ask, am I not even qualified to be your friend?

What kind of person do you like now?

But Shiraku faintly realized that he was not qualified to ask that way.

... And if he really asked that, Ji Fanyin would definitely be able to give a more heart-wrenching answer.

He could only watch Ji Fanyin leave, the windbreaker fluttered gently on her shoulders with the pace, and when the hotel door opened, he was blown back by the inverted cold wind, as if his wings were fluttering. Birds.

The taxi carrying Ji Fanyin quickly drove away from the door of the hotel, Shidai felt as if a certain part of herself had also been lost.

He didn't even know what he was thinking.

Like Ji Fanyin? Which Ji Fanyin does he like?

Like Ji Xinxin? Although I couldn't let it go, looking back at the chase that was going to die and live in the past, I always felt a little unrealistic and illusory.

Why does he like Ji Xinxin so much?

If these things can be found in others, can anyone be empathized?

Bai Zhou stood at the entrance of the banquet hall frowning and thinking for a long time, suddenly two big words popped out of his mind.

――Scumbag man.

Bai Zhou: "..." Could it be that I am a scumbag?

The phone rang.

Shi Tian, ​​who was still in shock, took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was Ji Xinxin's name. He subconsciously died in seconds, and began to think about things like an adolescent girl.

――If Ji Fanyin is calling, will I answer it?

――I **** seem to pick it up right away and run to the door to see if her car is coming back? ?

...

Ji Fanyin dumbfounded Bai Zhou with a few words.

But Cen Xiangyang was not stupid yet, he condensed everything he wanted to say into a long message and sent it to Ji Fanyin.

Ji Fanyin glanced roughly in the car and decisively took a screenshot before the opponent withdrew.

Cen Xiangyang's meaning is very simple.

He frankly admitted that he had told Ji Xinxin about the charge substitute, and then he made a suggestion.

He wanted to be a double agent, and proposed to help Ji Fanyin escape Ji Xinxin's revenge. The only feedback he asked for was that Ji Fanyin could work with him to clean up Ji Xinxin's other suitors.

――Cen Xiangyang's wishful thinking is that he can take advantage of the fisherman's profit, not only draining Ji Xinxin's waters, but also gaining Ji Xinxin's trust.

According to his thoughts, Ji Fanyin, who was hit hard after that, would be in his pocket.

After reading his grand plan, Ji Fanyin couldn't help being a little funny.

It seems that the skill of painting cakes is not unique to the CEOs of start-up companies, and Cen Xiangyang, a director, also knows nothing about it.

This transaction can be seductive only under one condition.

-Ji Fanyin can't deal with Ji Xinxin.

But this prerequisite does not hold.

Instead, Ji Fanyin was given another bargaining chip.

Ji Fanyin did not respond to Cen Xiangyang's ambitious proposal for cooperation. She checked the screenshots and saved the evidence for the twenty-five generations, and she was deeply moved.

If this is a game, Ji Xinxin’s father and mother, Cen Xiangyang, Li Xiaoxing, Bai Zhou...

It seems that everyone is like a dragon for a period of operation, and at a glance, the record is all sent.

Ji Fanyin holds so many hole cards in his hand...even because there are too many good cards, it is not a hole card.

She sighed gently for Ji Xinxin.

If one of these sisters must suffer, then Ji Fanyin must choose to be happy.

Ji Fanyin thought, swiping the screen to switch to the [Temptation to Go Home] to check the progress.

The good news is that since Ji Xinxin returned to China, the various revenues in the APP have started to increase exponentially.

Leaving aside the impact of impulsive consumption and the introduction of small programs on cash, the intensification of emotions and conflicts makes the account of emotions soar.

According to Ji Fanyin's rough calculation, the cash contribution is mostly daytime, while the emotional aspect is Ji Xinxin.

Even if there is a steady stream of small emotional value details on the Internet, Ji Xinxin's name still appears crazily in it.

The little girl thought about her for almost eighteen hours, twenty-four hours a day.

Ji Fanyin took a closer look at the time of the income details: "..." I guess even thinking about it in a dream.

The goal of 10 billion yuan has already been completed and more than 800 million yuan has been achieved.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but it will only get faster and faster in the future.

In a few days, Ji Xinxin will return to China to start a counterattack. For this big family with particularly fluctuating emotions, Ji Fanyin feels that she can't be stunned by a stick.

She could play the cards in her hand one by one, reclaiming the emotions time and time again, just like leeks will grow stubby after stubble.

Ji Xinxin will stay in China for a semester.

almost? Ji Fanyin thought, rubbing his mobile phone.

After Ji Xinxin no longer had the strength to fight back, her stand-in work could be stopped.

Ji Fanyin has not forgotten the black house setting of this group of people.

Despite his foresight, Ji Fanyin did not want to challenge this high-risk risk.

She leaned on the back seat of the car and thought about her next actions in an orderly manner.

For Ji Xinxin, just wait for her to make a move before responding.

As for the next steps to speed up, let’s start by sending the folder on the coffee table to Mrs. Bai tomorrow.

Ji Fanyin thought, using his mobile phone to download a flash app.